Page 278 of Steeling Her
I grip the back of his head and kiss him passionately again. My hands automatically go to release his pants so we could get rid of them. I can immediately feel his hardness as I’m undressing him. As his pants drop, he kicks off his shoes and lifts me up without a hitch. We didn’t stop kissing one another. He lays me gently on the bed and climbs on top of me.
I reach down to get rid of my heels; I take care of the left foot while he removes the one on my right. Both hungry for one another, we kick them off the bed and continue where we left off.
Nick hovers over me and adjusts himself so he is ready. He looks down at my underwear. I know that look on his face. I can tell from his eyes that he wanted them gone. He kisses the crook of my neck and then keeps moving down the valley of my breasts, going past my navel to get a grip on my underwear between his teeth. I can’t help but smile. I lift up my hips as his hands grasps my butt as he slides the underwear off my hips with his teeth, pulling them down my legs. It is a sight to behold.
He throws the lingerie to somewhere in the room and, just as he is coming back up to kiss me, I hook both of my feet onto his underwear so that when he moves closer his tight black boxers slide down his thighs. Junior springs to life after being released from his confinement. He kicks his underwear off his feet and kisses me again, harder.
I can feel him teasing my entrance, and it makes me crave him.
He knows that we can’t hold out any longer. We’ve been waiting all day for this. He eases himself in, and I gasp as I adjust to him. Every time my body adjusts to him, I feel like I’m on cloud nine. I spread my legs wider so he has better access to me. He thrusts in and out in a perfect rhythm that has my knees already quaking, the pleasure building up within me.
I moan out in bliss when he thrusts back inside of me. I can feel the sensation forming inside of me. I open my eyes and see him already peering down at me, gently pulling himself out and pushing himself in. His green eyes glisten with love, and I watch his pupils dilate from how I feel. The heat from our bodies radiates between us, making the room warmer and the windows steam up from the inside. My hand reaches to the back for his head to pull him down for another kiss as he continues.
I’m wet enough for him. I’ve been waiting all day for him to take me. He looked so damn good in his tuxedo, which made me crave him during the wedding, but he looks even better naked.
I grip onto his arm and give it a gentle squeeze to let him know everything feels so good right now. Just from that, he picks up the pace. I can feel my head spin from the indulgence between us driven by the love that we share for each other. There is no question in that, especially from the emotions felt from today.
I moan even louder load as he goes faster and faster. “Oh my God! Nick!”
The tension in my lower abdomen gets tighter. My head spins even more intensely than before. We continue to kiss passionately through our moans and heavy pants. My mind turns blank. All I can feel is him.
Nick’s hand slides underneath me to lift me up and flip us, lying underneath me. He’s given me control. He sits up so we can keep kissing. I grind my hips and feel the knot tightening even more. I throw my head back, feeling the intense pleasure of the switched positions.
“Like that, Carter . . .” Nick takes an erect nipple into his mouth to heighten my sensitivity. I can feel my sense of pleasure take a sharp jump. With his hand on my back to pull me closer to him, I continue to grind my hips and quicken my pace as I feel myself getting closer and closer. I need this release just as much as he does right now.
“Fuck,” Nick groans onto my skin and rests his head between my breasts, now feeling what I have been feeling. I keep the pace at this intensity and wait for the rush of the most beautiful sensation a couple can feel when making love to one another.
“Yes . . .” I pant and continue feeling my rise nearly come to an end, ready to ride the wave. “Yes!” I scream as I feel it nearing and coming to hit me with all the force it’s got. I welcome it with both arms. I am so ready for this. I need this feeling of paradise to last all night.
“Don’t stop!” Nick pleads and I indulge his request. I take the opportunity to speed up my tempo and feel it come to its peak.
I know he does as well, because he’s breathing erratically and is yelling “Fuck, yes!” I let out a string of moans as my head drops back down to his face as we enjoy ourselves and ride this out together.
“Yes, yes, yes! OH! GOD!” I continue to thrust my hips to squeeze out every last drop of pleasure that I can get from my husband. My entire body shudders above him as I feel the effects of our tryst. Nick’s eyes are glued shut as I feel every inch of him thrust faster and faster to push this pleasure out longer. I know he’s releasing inside of me, and it feels delicious. This is our first time to not use a condom. I’m glad I get to really feel every inch of him and feel him finish inside of me without worrying. We’re ready to start our union together and our family.
Once we came down off the high we were on, we remain in our current position to catch our breaths because we are breathing erratically. I can feel a pulse rip through my entire body, leaving a tingling sensation all over me.
We kiss tenderly to complete the moment.
“Perfect—.” He pushes back a loose piece of hair that had fallen across my face. “You are just so perfect,” he whispers before planting a warm and affectionate kiss on my lips once more. I collapse next to him on the bed after riding that high. We lay there in silence, staring at one another until I start smiling at him.
“What?” he asks, confused as to why I’m smiling.
“We’re married,” I say and bite my lip.
“I love hearing that from you.” He leans his head back in pleasure after hearing the words. “I cannot believe we actually finally got to this day. You’re Mrs. Carter Jackson now.” He grins like a child on Christmas day. “You know what that means.” He shuffles around next to me as he pulls the sheets over the two of us so we can snuggle to together.
“What?” I ask and rest my head on his shoulder so I can look up at him.
“That I have to get your new initials and today’s date tattooed underneath this one.” He points to the left peck that I’m laying my head on. I adjust myself and lean on my elbow to run my hand over it. I switch my gaze to him and tilt my head to the side so it’s resting on my shoulder.
“Really?” I ask as I stare back down at the ink and trace my finger over it.
“Yeah,” he whispers faintly.
I lean down so I can kiss his tattoo and his heart—the heart I fell hopelessly in love with and will always be in love with.
Tonight is the most perfect start for our relationship as Mr. and Mrs. Jackson. I couldn’t have asked it to go any better.
