me Carrie.”
“Dylan…”
“Hush.” He whispered as he ran his hands through her free flowing hair. He licked his index finger, then placed it on her hot, tempting mouth. He traced the line of her full lips with his finger until she quivered.
"Dylan, don't!" she managed to unconvincingly utter, but it was too late. He leaned in and kissed her again. This time, slow and tender. The way he needed to kiss his bride. He nibbled and sucked aggressively on her lower lip until she squirmed with delight in the seat.
"More," she moaned as he thrust his tongue in her wet cavern, hard and strong. She responded by pulling and tugging him close, moaning and pleading in his ear.
"I'll give you more," Dylan said as drank in her sweet, innocent aroma. He watched as she desperately touched her own body looking and searching for a satisfying release. He knew immediately he needed to respond to his wife's sexual frustration before the reception. Of course, later that night, he would lay her down and provide her with a full buffet of sexual delights that would blow her mind. Yes, he planned on servicing his wife completely. But first, he needed to set a few things on the record straight. He willed himself to stop touching her sweet flesh.
"Carrie, lesson one. Don't ever tell me I can't have you. And don't you ever let another man touch what belongs to me."
"Dylan, please, please don't tease me." She said with tears in her eyes.
The look of pain on her face caused him to pull her into his strong lap. He held her close as she shivered in his embrace.
"Tease you? Never!" he stated as he wiped her tears away. "Relax baby, and let me take care of you. You need this and so do I." He laid her down on the warm leather seat as he gently tugged her wedding dress up, careful not to tousle her elegant wedding attire.
"What are you doing Dylan?"
"Taking care of my wife. It’s time you learned to explode with pleasure." Reaching under her dress he pulled her soaking wet panties off.
"Ahh," she moaned.
"Yes, moan, plead, and beg for me, Carrie."
"Oh Dylan, please help me!" She screamed overwhelmed with desire.
"I plan on doing just that. Now, it’s time for you to cum for me," he demanded as he pushed her wedding dress up and opened her legs wide.
"Dylan, yes!"
"Let me taste you, baby," he stated as he greedily nibbled on her clit, tugging and pulling her folds just right. He placed one finger inside her tight, warm pussy.
"How does that feel?" he said while immediately thrusting two other plump fingers in her aching core.
"Oh my goodness, Dylan. I need you to taste me, again," she moaned in delight.
"Wish granted," he purred as he spent the next few minutes tasting her sweetness and plunging his fingers into her body until she began to shake with pleasure. The feeling became so intense that Carrie grabbed his strong shoulders tightly, and drove her nails into his flesh. She greedily kissed and licked his neck passionately until a tingling sensation formed in the base of her core, causing her to buck wildly against his frame.
Dylan knew it was time. Driving his fingers securely in her tight core, he found her spot and then dipped his head down to suck and tease her aching, throbbing breasts. She twisted and turned, searching desperately, for a full orgasm. His next words gave her the confidence she need to explode.
"I love you, Carrie McCray. Cum for me, now." Immediately, he felt her chamber walls collapse around his massive fingers. Carrie shrieked in delight as she came once, twice, three times against him.
The moment was perfect and Dylan smiled knowing he had not only just pleased his best friend, but more importantly his new wife.
CHAPTER SIX
"I want you so badly." Dylan whispered seductively into his wife's sensitive ear for the fourth time; since they sat down to enjoy their wedding dinner in the grand ballroom of the Omni Hotel located in the heart of downtown Charleston.
Carrie giggled in delight, then placed her
“Dylan…”
“Hush.” He whispered as he ran his hands through her free flowing hair. He licked his index finger, then placed it on her hot, tempting mouth. He traced the line of her full lips with his finger until she quivered.
"Dylan, don't!" she managed to unconvincingly utter, but it was too late. He leaned in and kissed her again. This time, slow and tender. The way he needed to kiss his bride. He nibbled and sucked aggressively on her lower lip until she squirmed with delight in the seat.
"More," she moaned as he thrust his tongue in her wet cavern, hard and strong. She responded by pulling and tugging him close, moaning and pleading in his ear.
"I'll give you more," Dylan said as drank in her sweet, innocent aroma. He watched as she desperately touched her own body looking and searching for a satisfying release. He knew immediately he needed to respond to his wife's sexual frustration before the reception. Of course, later that night, he would lay her down and provide her with a full buffet of sexual delights that would blow her mind. Yes, he planned on servicing his wife completely. But first, he needed to set a few things on the record straight. He willed himself to stop touching her sweet flesh.
"Carrie, lesson one. Don't ever tell me I can't have you. And don't you ever let another man touch what belongs to me."
"Dylan, please, please don't tease me." She said with tears in her eyes.
The look of pain on her face caused him to pull her into his strong lap. He held her close as she shivered in his embrace.
"Tease you? Never!" he stated as he wiped her tears away. "Relax baby, and let me take care of you. You need this and so do I." He laid her down on the warm leather seat as he gently tugged her wedding dress up, careful not to tousle her elegant wedding attire.
"What are you doing Dylan?"
"Taking care of my wife. It’s time you learned to explode with pleasure." Reaching under her dress he pulled her soaking wet panties off.
"Ahh," she moaned.
"Yes, moan, plead, and beg for me, Carrie."
"Oh Dylan, please help me!" She screamed overwhelmed with desire.
"I plan on doing just that. Now, it’s time for you to cum for me," he demanded as he pushed her wedding dress up and opened her legs wide.
"Dylan, yes!"
"Let me taste you, baby," he stated as he greedily nibbled on her clit, tugging and pulling her folds just right. He placed one finger inside her tight, warm pussy.
"How does that feel?" he said while immediately thrusting two other plump fingers in her aching core.
"Oh my goodness, Dylan. I need you to taste me, again," she moaned in delight.
"Wish granted," he purred as he spent the next few minutes tasting her sweetness and plunging his fingers into her body until she began to shake with pleasure. The feeling became so intense that Carrie grabbed his strong shoulders tightly, and drove her nails into his flesh. She greedily kissed and licked his neck passionately until a tingling sensation formed in the base of her core, causing her to buck wildly against his frame.
Dylan knew it was time. Driving his fingers securely in her tight core, he found her spot and then dipped his head down to suck and tease her aching, throbbing breasts. She twisted and turned, searching desperately, for a full orgasm. His next words gave her the confidence she need to explode.
"I love you, Carrie McCray. Cum for me, now." Immediately, he felt her chamber walls collapse around his massive fingers. Carrie shrieked in delight as she came once, twice, three times against him.
The moment was perfect and Dylan smiled knowing he had not only just pleased his best friend, but more importantly his new wife.
CHAPTER SIX
"I want you so badly." Dylan whispered seductively into his wife's sensitive ear for the fourth time; since they sat down to enjoy their wedding dinner in the grand ballroom of the Omni Hotel located in the heart of downtown Charleston.
Carrie giggled in delight, then placed her
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