Always You

After the ceremony was over, Dalton made an excuse to pull me out of the wedding hall. I was grateful that I no longer had to witness any heartbreaking scenes for the rest of the day. Half of the day was torturous enough for me. Dalton took me to our house. The moment I was inside the room I would be living in, I stripped out of my wedding dress, leaving myself only in my undies. I wore a snap-button bodycon dress and paired it with silver heels. As for makeup, I decided to go with a no-makeup make-up look. Once I was finished getting ready, I went out to where my husband was waiting for me. Husband. It was weird being married to my best friend, especially to someone who knows about my past relationship with Carl. You heard it right. He knows about it and as for how he came to know about it - it was yours truly who told him. As I said, he's my best friend, someone whom I trust and someone who knows me better than I know myself. There have never been any secrets between us and nothi

Memories - they bring happiness, they make you sad, and they make you cry. Memories are special, that's why we all cherish them. The person who makes the memories sometimes becomes a memory. But I was erasing the memories that are deeply embedded in my mind. I burned every picture, every letter, and every gift that reminded me of Carl. I didn't leave any trace of him in my home. It was a fresh start for me and Dalton. I was determined to give Dalton what he deserved. I decorated the house with candles and prepared Dalton's favorite dishes. I set the table for us and decorated it with candles, rose petals, and fresh roses in the middle of the table. After I was done with the table, I went to our room to get changed. I wore a Dark burgundy red cut-out velvet dress. It reached my mid-thighs and enhanced my curves. For makeup, I choose to do a dark sultry look with brown eyeshadow, and nude lipstick. I straightened my hair and wore black ankle-strap heels, and with that, the look was c

Attention, affection, and appreciation. Those were the feelings that hit me when I woke up this morning in Dalton's arms. Dalton makes me feel secure. I feel like I belong with him, somewhere I could make mistakes, where I won't be condemned for failure, and where I could always return to. I smiled softly and stroked Dalton's face. He looked so handsome with sunlight grazing his features. Not like he ever looks ugly. This man has made every woman in deadwind drool. It always makes me wonder what made him fall for me. What did he like about me first? Many questions made me curious. "Good morning," Dalton said in his morning voice, giving me butterflies. I sucked in a breath, kinda turned on by his voice. "Good morning," I kissed his cheek. "I'm going down for breakfast after taking a quick shower. Meet me in the dining room after you're ready for the day." I hopped from bed, got ready for the day, and made my way to the dining hall. Dalton's mom and my mom had already prepared

"You're so fucking beautiful when you're at my mercy," he commented, rubbing his cock against my wet folds to tease me. "You've been a very bad girl, wife," he added. "What did I do?" I panted, wiggling my ass at him. God, I feel like a whore the way I crave his cock and I love it. "You do this," he pressed his cock against the valley of my ass, rubbing it back and forth. I smirked, though he couldn't see that. I was proud that he couldn't seem to contain his desire around me. It made me feel things. "You make me hard every time you're near. You occupy my thoughts and it's hard for me to focus during work," he added. He sensually slid his fingers down my sides and rested his hands on the lower side of my ass. "You're a very bad girl for doing that," he started. "Do you know what happens to bad girls, wife?" he asked in a husky voice. I shudder, goosebumps rising on my skin. "They get punished," he whispered in my ears. I swear I almost moaned. I know a little about kinky stuf

Amy welcomed me with a glare when I went back to our table. What is this? I didn't think Karma would hit her in the face so soon. I snorted. "Are you aware how long you were gone? I was freaking worried something bad happened but I was tied to my seat because I feared someone would spike our drinks. I tried calling you but it said you're busy. You,"... She stopped midway. "You are glowing. It's as if you just have an orgasm," she commented. Of course, she could tell in an instant. Amy has a hidden talent for recognizing a face after a satisfying orgasm. When she saw me flushing at her words, her mouth hung open. "Oh, my fucking God. Where is Dalton? Where is he? I never expected him to get down and dirty in a public place," she frantically looked around, searching for Dalton. When she didn't spot him, her mind came up with the worst situation. "Don't tell me you cheated on him." She leaned forward and whispered, making sure to keep the conversation between us. When I gave her