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Her pussy is tight and slick, but I’m still pretty fucking big, so I have to take it easy at first. She moans loudly as I slide myself inside of her. She’s so fucking wet, I slowly start to stroke in and out, easing her into it at first, but I don’t have the patience for this. I want to fuck her cunt rough, rip her into pieces, make her come and leave her begging formore.

I rock back and forth, her hair in my fist. I kiss her shoulder as I slam into her once, letting her take me deep like that. She gasps and grips the couch as I tease her breasts with my other hand, working hernipples.

I begin to stroke faster into her. She takes me deep and wants more, working her hips, wiggling back against me. I fuck her faster, deeper, making her moans come loud and insistent. I love making her scream out in pleasure, and soon I’m fucking her as hard as Iwant.

I slap that ass until it’s red, but I keep fucking her. I want that little bit of pain to feel so fucking good as my cock stretches her wide. I grab her hips and slam deep before reaching around to work herclit.

She wiggles her ass back against my cock and I groan. I slide out and pull her back over to the island. I pull her up and let her wrap her legs around me as I slide my cock inside of her again. She wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me as I plunge my cock deep inside ofher.

I fuck her like that, mostly supporting her weight, rocking into her little tight pussy. I kiss her neck and bite her nipples and pull her hair and fuck that pussy as rough as I can. I love seeing her face, etched with intense pleasure, and her breasts as I fuck her tightpussy.

She reaches forward and kisses me, and I can feel her moans in my mouth. I reach down and start to work her clit with my thumb as I fuck her faster and deeper, wanting to get her there, wanting to make hercome.

“Go ahead, princess,” I whisper in her ear. “I want to hear you say my fuckingname.”

“Nolan,” she groans, her eyes practically rolled back in pleasure. “Oh god,Nolan.”

I fuck her rough and deep, and her whole body starts to tense. Her pussy is like a fucking vise around my cock, and pleasure floods through me as she comes, her whole body shaking. I love her full fucking breasts and I tease a nipple with my tongue, but I can’t stop myself. I can’t holdback.

I come hard deep inside her pussy. She moans as she feels it, and I can’t help but grunt my pleasure. I come hard again, an explosion inside my brain, and I’m practically seeing stars as I slowly pull myself out ofher.

She presses against me and I hug her tight. I can’t fucking believe how good that felt. Her body is incredible, and she knows how to move it. I kiss her softly again, looking in hereyes.

“One hell of a wedding night,” shewhispers.

I smirk at her. “You think we’redone?”

She laughs a little uncertainly. “I don’t know if I can take anymore.”

I tip her chin up and kiss her again. “I think you can. And I’ll proveit.”

She kisses me back, full and deep, and I know I’m going to have her again tonight, and soon. My cock is already starting to stir just thinking about tasting that sweet pussy one moretime.

16

Hazel

Iwakeup slowly the next morning and stretch like a cat, savoring every single feeling in mybody.

I’m sore between my legs, but that doesn’t bother me, not at all. It just makes me think of the night before, and a small smile comes to my face. After that first time, when he couldn’t even wait until we got back into bed, he didn’t stop touching me for a second. Even as we were recuperating, just chatting about nothing and enjoying each other’s company, he kept a leg over mine, or his hand casually on my hip, like he couldn’t pull away fromme.

A shiver spreads down my spine. I think I probably have a bruise on my ass, but I don’t mind that either. Every single touch was worth it, and I wouldn’t trade any of it foranything.

I close my eyes again. The other side of the bed is empty, although it wasn’t when we went to sleep. I guess he got up and went back to his room in the middle of the night, which is disappointing. But it doesn’t surprise me. Nolan doesn’t seem like the kind of man who wants to share his bed with anyone for too many nights, and I don’t know how many more times I’m going to get to experiencethat.

What if I’m pregnant already? I doubt it, I don’t think I’m ovulating, but it’s possible. I haven’t been keeping good track of my cycle ever since I started traveling in Europe, so I might be wrong. Maybe he knocked me up on our very first nighttogether.

I don’t know what’s going to happen as soon as I’m pregnant. Maybe that’ll be everything, he’ll have what he wants, and he’ll move on. I suddenly start feeling incredibly insecure, though I’m not sure why. I knew this was the deal going into this whole thing. I’m free to do whatever I want and obviously that same freedom extends toNolan.

I just don’t want to give this up just yet. Last night was something special. I’ve never experienced that level of pleasure before in my entire life, and I want to taste it again. The thought of having him inside of me for just one night seems like atragedy.

I sit up in bed and hesitate. I glance down at the ring on my finger and a strange feeling overwhelms me. I wish he had stayed in bed last night and that I could wake up to his handsome face smiling back at me. That’s not going to be my life, though. I need to start accepting that. Our marriage isn’t real, so we’re not going to do things that normal married couples do. I have to be okay with what Ihave.

Except as I get up and pull on some clothes, I know I’m not going to be satisfied until I feel himagain.

I head into the bathroom and get myself ready for the morning. As I head out into the hall and toward the kitchen, the smell of cooking bacon floods my senses, and a smile creeps onto myface.

Nolan is standing in front of the stove and grins when I enter. “There you are,” he says. “I thought you’d sleep allday.”

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