Page 34 of Her Candy Cane Cowboy
After all the pictures are taken, we dance to a country music song that’s special to us. It’s one where the lyrics talk about the kind of love that will never end.
The champagne flows and the laughter lasts well into the night.
With the stars high in the night sky, it’s finally time for us to head off on our honeymoon.
Ginger promises to bring my mom a souvenir and asks her if there’s anything special she’d like.
“Honey, just bring me back a grandchild.”
I laugh. “I should have warned you she’d say that.”
Ginger hugs my mom and says something I don’t hear. My mother laughs so hard she nearly doubles over.
We leave and have to hurry to get to the airport in time for our flight. We’re running a little late because one or maybe all of my brothers filled my truck with condoms. I couldn’t even open the door without mounds of them spilling onto the ground.
We ended up having to borrow my mom’s car.
I probably came across a bit impatient with my brothers but it’s because I’m ready to be alone with my wife.
I can hardly wait to spend our first night as a married couple together followed by all the nights for the rest of our lives.
I drop the luggage in the middle of the hotel room while Ginger opens the curtains. “It’s dark but I can still make out the ocean.” She pushes open the balcony door and the sound of waves crashing on the shore fill the room.
I stride across the room and come up behind her. “You might want to close the door.”
“Why? I like hearing the ocean.”
“Do you think the other guests on the beach will like hearing you moan and scream?” I cup her tits in my hands, finding the nipples with my finger and thumb. “Hmm? Do you?”
She pushes her ass back against my cock. “I want to hear the ocean, so you need to figure out a way to keep me quiet.”
“It’ll be hard for you to scream with my cock in your mouth. But that will be later because first I want to fuck my gorgeous wife all night long.”
I inch up the hem of the short dress she’d changed into for travel and walk backward into the hotel room, pulling her with me as I move.
“I was so horny last night,” she says. “I missed turning over in bed and having you right beside me.”
“I couldn’t sleep either,” I admit, working my hand into her panties. “Mmm. You’re already wet for me.”
“I told you I was horny.” She sucks in a breath when I stroke her.
Because I know her body, I know she’s about to let out a loud moan. I clamp my other hand over her lips. “I can keep you quiet and satisfied. Look at that, how easily my finger slides inside of your pussy.”
I walk backward with her to the light switch, still fingering her, and shut off the lights. “I’m going to make you come up against the glass door. No one can see what I’m doing to you. How my fingers are going to make you come. And then how my cock is going to pound into you.”
I flick my tongue across the shell of her ear, and she lets out a muffled whimper against my palm.
“I love the noises you make when you’re excited. I love hearing you cry my name and the way you drag your nails down my back.” I slide my fingers out of her warm pussy and take her clit between them.
“I’m going to put you over my knee with your mouth sucking my big cock and I’m going to spank you at the same time. Would you like that?”
Her back arches.
“Feel how I’m touching your clit? I’m going to suck on it like a lollipop.”
Ginger pushes her ass harder against me.
“What’s that? You want to come? If do just say so.”
