I automatically looped an arm around his neck as I pressed my body against his. Our tongues ground against each other as we both desired to feel closer and more connected. His hand moved to cup my shoulders before sliding down to caress my upper arm. I moaned softly into our kiss before he began sucking on my tongue teasingly. The jolts of pleasure that flooded my body and made my core clench with desire also made my body feel weak. Therefore, I was thankful when Anthony’s hand caressed its way all the way down my arm to my wrist before he took the champagne glass that I was still holding from me. It was a small miracle that I hadn’t spilled any champagne by that time given how busy we were with each other. I heard a small clinking sound when Anthony placed my glass down on the table.
“Ahh…” I moaned before letting out a long sigh of pleasure when Anthony finally broke our kiss.
I was panting hard as I stared back at him with almost teary eyes. He was such a good kisser, not that I didn’t realize it the first time that we kissed back at the church. However, each time we kissed, it just got better and better until I was convinced that he was the best that I’ve had so far and by far. His manly hands caressed my back as his lips and tongue moved to conquer my lips.
When Anthony leaned in further and pushed me down onto the seat of the limousine, I did not resist. He made it so easy to go with the flow and I felt drugged by pleasure as my mind became hazy. All I could think of was him and the pleasure and thrill that he was making me feel. Anthony only broke our kiss to kiss deeper from another angle. I felt the softness of the seat behind my back and then the hard heat of his body was pressing down on top of mine.
“Tell me if you want me to stop…” he whispered seductively into my ear.
There was no way that I wanted him to stop.
To show him just how much I wanted him to continue, I arched my back upward before quickly reaching behind my back to unzip my wedding dress. Anthony seemed slightly surprised by my bold and inviting action but the way he smiled at me told me that he wasn’t at all displeased. It was quite a challenge given how tight and heavy the dress was not to mention the volume that the skirt took up.
“This dress is really in the way,” Anthony complained a little playfully as his hands moved to help pull the dress down my body.
“My deepest apologies for this inconvenience…” I apologized teasingly.
I gasped softly when the wedding dress slipped down to reveal my upper body to his intense gaze. Suddenly, I felt quite shy although I should have been used to being seen naked by my past lovers. The hungry look in his blue eyes made his eyes appear a few shades darker than they usually were and that brought a tremor to my core as I felt my nipples hardening beneath his stare.
“You’re very beautiful…” he complimented me softly.
“Ahh…” I moaned before closing my eyes momentarily when I felt the heat of his fingertips caressing the sensitive skin in between my breasts.
I ended up moaning even louder when the heat of his palms cupped my breasts and began caressing them. My eyes snapped open at the intense waves of pleasure that erupted in my chest and made my core tighten with need. His beautiful fingers and large palms were on my breasts, and I watched as they moved to massage my soft womanly flesh. My breasts changed shape to completely fit and fill his hands.
My pussy felt so swollen as it clenched with the desire to be stimulated and filled. I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter down there and it was all because of what Anthony was doing to me. Even though this was our first time together doing this, it seemed like he was more than experienced enough to touch me how it would make me melt from the pleasure.
“Tell me what you like. Does this make you feel good?” he asked as he squeezed my breasts a little harder than before.
“Ahh…” I moaned as my body writhed beneath him because it felt so good.
“I take that as a yes. What about this? Do you like it when I play with your nipples like this?” he asked in a low seductive voice.
His fingertips moved to capture my erect twin peaks between them and began rolling my nipples around in circular motions. His touch was soft and gentle but the jolts of pleasure that invaded my body felt so merciless and overwhelming.
“Answer me. Do you like this?” he asked me again.
“Y-Yes…Ahh…” I managed to reply before I went straight back to moaning my passion.
My chest thrusted upward, shoving my breasts against his fingers and hands as my body begged him for even more of his loving attention. Antony smirked playfully at me as he twirled my nipples faster between his fingertips while applying more pressure. My body felt like it had caught fire and all I could do was moan and whimper his name.
“Ahh…Anthony…” I moaned as my head rolled from side to side on the leather seat.
“What if I pinch them for you?” he suggested before letting out a teasing chuckle.
“Ahhh! Ahhh!” I cried out when he pinched hard on my nipples simultaneously.
The look of satisfaction that graced his attractive facial features as he watched me unravel from ecstasy turned me on even more. He kept on pinching my nipples until I felt a gush of wetness spurt out from the opening in between my legs. It felt so heavenly as he made the ache in my lower abdomen become unbearable.
I wanted more and I wanted him.
“You seem to love that as well. Now, what if I lick these naughty nipples of yours?” he suggested brightly.
–To be continued…
If Desmond was giving Bradon support so publicly, then that only meant one thing. I took in a deep breath and held it as I felt my entire body shudder just at the thought."I would like to wish eternal happiness to the bride and the groom, and it would mean the world to me if everyone could give them your support just like I have chosen to support them," Desmond ended his speech on a very positive note.Everyone in the venue applauded loudly as Desmond made his exit. With one last flash of a smile my way, Desmond disappeared along with all the men that accompanied him. That marked the end of our wedding ceremony, and also the start of what was to come....Our wedding night did not start off the way that I had dreamed of. Instead of making our way to our bedroom and sharing a night of pure hopeless romance, the night started off with a very strained conversation that didn't quite contain many words. The look on Desmond's face as he made his announcement was still glued to the back of
Our lips lingered on each other's probably a moment too long before Bradon finally broke our kiss. Our lips hesitantly parted as we continued to stand right in front of each other. I couldn't stop staring up into his face as his eyes held mine in an intense gaze filled with love and emotions. Suddenly, all the hustle and all the trouble that we went through just to get to that moment faded away and didn't seem to matter. All I wanted, and all that mattered to me, was that Bradon was standing in front of me and that we were now officially man and wife.In a way, I was glad that we could make things official between us after faking it and then feeling so confused as to what exactly we were for a very long time. On the other hand, it also felt like nothing had changed between us in the real sense. Perhaps, for a while now, we had always been acting as husband and wife, and the feelings that we shared had not changed. I found myself unable to stop smiling up at the man who was now my husb
The conductor probably finally realized that I needed to speak, because he ordered the orchestra to stop playing. The music came to a sudden stop, and awkward silence filled the church as everyone had their attention on me. I knew that this was the moment to come face-to-face with reality and break the news to everyone that the wedding wasn't going to take place. I had to tell everyone that Bradon had failed to show up, and without a groom we could not possibly have a wedding. At that moment, I realized for the very first time just how scared and disappointed I was. I wanted to avoid canceling our wedding, especially at the last second, at all costs, but life wasn't easy for us and nothing seemed to be going our way. I tried desperately not to blame Bradon for what was happening, but I couldn't. There was a part of me that was so angry, and I had no one else to lash out at but the man that had failed to turn up for what might be one of the most important events of our lives.I couldn'
The beautifully carved wooden doors of the church that had been chosen as our wedding venue had never looked so daunting to me before. I had always envisioned that I would be filled with joy and excitement when it came time to stand in front of those double doors, waiting to enter to mark the start of my wedding ceremony.In truth, all I could feel at that moment was a sense of failure and a sense of helplessness as a cold void developed in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to throw up and run away from it all, but my feet wouldn't move."I can do this," I told myself in a low whisper.I could hear beautiful classical music playing from inside the church and knew that the live orchestra band inside had no idea that the groom had not yet turned up. It was a sudden change of plans that no one could have anticipated. After closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I opened them again and firmly pushed open the double doors before walking into the church with my head held high. My heart rac
"Don't call off the wedding just yet. Let's buy as much time as we can. We came this far, we can't just back down now," Diana said stubbornly."What's the point? Bradon isn't going to make it. We need to call off the wedding. Trust me, I don't want to do this, but what other choice do I have?" I replied to my sister as I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes.So many emotions welled up inside of me, and I felt like I was ready to lose control. I wanted to break down and just curl myself up into a ball and cry myself to sleep. It felt like a disaster was waiting for me no matter what I decided to do. I felt mortified, scared, frustrated, and also angry all at the same time.I wanted to lash out and blame Bradon for abandoning me at such an important time in our relationship and our lives, but I couldn't quite do it. I wanted to let my rage take over and escape somewhere where I could be alone. In the end, all I could do was think rationally and act according to logic. That was the be
"Nope. He's nowhere to be seen. Should we postpone the starting time? I can always make an announcement in your place and smooth things over. We can still buy some time," Diana suggested.I could tell that she was trying her best to remain calm and help me out, but I doubted that we could buy much time. We needed to find out where Bradon was and what he was up to. "We need to find a way to contact him. Is Zain around? He has to be..." I said. "You mean that stoic man that works for Bradon? He's actually no here," Diana replied."What? Zain isn't here?" I asked, without hiding my surprise."The other guards are here. Don't worry about safety, this place is definitely guarded like some top-rated prison," Diana said before rolling her eyes upwards."I'm not concern about my own safety. Right now, I'm worried about Bradon," I admitted.We both looked around us as we whispered to each other, afraid that members of the organization team might hear us. Once we saw that the coast was clear,