12. husband
13. Flower
14. Congratulations
15. wife
16. son
17. Flower
18. baby
19. wife
20. brother
21. my wife
22. No
23. Flower
24. No
25. love
Chapter twelve
The Wedding Night
Leonid
Ipull the car up to the front of the house, rather than in front of the garage. I don’t want to have Lina ruin her dress while walking up to the house. “Home, moya lyubov1. We are home” I reach over and caress her face. I get out of the car and practically run to her side to get her out. She stands and as soon as I have her door closed, I sweep her up into my arms.
“Lenya put me down. This isn’t necessary.” She playfully smacks my chest.
“Malyshka2. I have been waiting to do this for a very long time.” I kiss her lips and start making my way up the steps to our front door. Turning the knob, I used my foot to push the door open.
“Lenya, we left the house unlocked,” panicked, she clutched onto me tighter.
I chuckle. “Tsvetok3, Alina, left the door unlocked for us before she retired to her house on the property. She knew I was going to carry you in and didn’t want me to have to put you down.” Carrying her over the threshold and into the foyer. I used my foot to close the door, Lina tried to climb out of my arms. I hold her tight to me.
“Ah ah, I carry you to our bed.” She kisses my face, bringing my lips to hers.
“What are you thinking, moy lev4?”
“I am wondering how you’ll look when I am buried deep inside you.”
Heading down the hall, I see our room’s door is ajar. Alina, you wonderful woman, it looks like she put together everything I planned! I turn into the room and Lina takes notice of the candles everywhere. Red and white rose petals on fresh white linen sheets and champagne with two flutes sit on the bedside table. “Oh Lenya, it is beautiful! Was this your idea? How did you know we would come home instead of going to Kolomna?” still in awe at all that surrounds us.
“I know you now, and the woman I adore would rather come home and want to be in her bed. She would want her first time to be somewhere familiar. So that is exactly what you will get, lyubov5.”
I sit her on the bed, and I kneel in front of her. Removing her flats, I untied my shoes and placed them next to hers. I take the hand with her wedding band and begin kissing every fingertip, then her palm, and up her wrists to the elbow. I pull her up so she is standing and I turn her around. My hands trail down her back, lingering at the small of her back before sliding back up to the zipper of her dress.
I pull down the zipper and I remove the dress. Underneath is a lacy white lingerie bodice. She looks up at me. “I hope this is okay. I picked it, especially for you.” She steps out of the dress and stands before me.
“Turn around, malyshka6,” seeing the back of it, my cock grows hard.