Chapter Sixteen

Stephen

We’d just watched the sunset together, my arms wrapped around my wife, our bodies pressed close. The taste of her lips was sweet as we kissed, the world around us fading away.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her neck, her soft moans echoing in my ears. Her hand found my cheek, her touch gentle and loving.

“How about we say our goodbyes and leave the party to them? We can have our own private celebration,” I suggested.

“That’s the best idea you’ve had all day, husband,” she purred, her voice sending shivers down my spine.

I loved hearing her call me ~husband~.

I scooped her up into my arms, her arms wrapping around my neck. She leaned in, her lips finding my neck, her teeth gently tugging at my skin. The sensation made me growl, a sudden tightness in my pants. I quickened my pace, eager to have her to myself.

We made our way back to the party, thanking each of our guests before saying our goodbyes. As we headed for the front door, we saw Clint, Mia, Dave, Felicity, Todd, Luke, Matt, and a few others had one last surprise for us.

“Thank you all,” I said, a smile on my face.

We hugged each of them before heading out. I opened the car door for my wife, helping her in before making my way to the driver’s seat. Clint tossed me the keys.

“Enjoy the rest of your night, guys,” I said. “I don’t want to hear from any of you until at least after noon tomorrow.”

They all laughed and waved us off.

As I drove back to the hotel, I felt my wife’s hand on my leg, her touch gentle and loving. I picked up her hand, admiring the rings now adorning her fingers. I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss to the rings.

“They look good on you,” I said.

Trinity smiled. “They feel good, baby.”

She leaned across the console, her lips finding my neck as her hand moved further up my thigh. I couldn’t help the growl that escaped me. Without thinking, I moved her hand to my hardening cock.

Together, we rubbed up and down my shaft, her purrs echoing in my ears as she licked and sucked at my neck. After a minute, I had to slow her hand down.

“Mm, wife, if I don’t stop you now, I’m going to have to pull over and bend you over this hood,” I warned.

She smirked at me. “Definitely another time, husband.”

I smiled back at her. God, I loved this woman. She moved back to her seat, but kept her hand on my leg. I placed my hand on top of hers, our fingers entwining.

The drive back to the hotel seemed to take forever, or maybe it was just my impatience. Either way, I was relieved when we finally arrived. I got out of the car and saw my wife starting to get out.

“Uh-uh, don’t you dare!” I said, walking around to her side of the car.

I opened the door for her and picked her up, carrying her into the hotel.

“Baby, you don’t have to carry me all this way,” Trinity said.

“I want to,” I replied.

She snuggled into me, her arms wrapping around my neck. As we entered the hotel, the staff congratulated us and handed my wife the key card to our bridal suite.

We reached the elevator and she pressed the button for our floor. As the elevator moved, I kissed her, her hands running over my shoulders and neck.

“I can’t tell you enough how much I love you, Trinity,” I said.

“I will always tell you how much I love you, Stephen,” she replied.

I continued to kiss her until the elevator stopped at our floor. I carried her down the hallway to our suite. She swiped the key card and we stepped inside.

I set her down gently, my hands on her hips as our kisses grew more urgent. I pressed her against the wall, careful not to hurt her.

She leaned back willingly, our tongues dancing together in a sweet game of exploration. I could feel my cock hardening in my pants, pressing against her. I couldn’t help but grind against her, her soft whimper echoing in my ears.

Her nipples hardened against her bra, pressing into me. I could feel the outline of her thong through her dress, the sensation heightening my arousal.

Our cheeks were flushed, our breaths coming in gasps between kisses. Our lips were wet with saliva as we continued to kiss, our pulses racing.

The tension in the dimly lit room was thick, desire and love burning in our eyes. My wife gently pushed me towards the bed, her hands trailing down my chest.

She slowly removed my jacket and shirt, dropping them on the floor behind her. She bent over, her cleavage straining against her dress as she undid my belt and the fly of my pants.

I lifted my hips, allowing her to pull my pants down. They pooled at my feet, my cock straining against my boxer briefs.

I didn’t try to hide it. I knew she wanted to see how aroused I was for her.

She stepped back and I stood up. Our lips met again, our tongues twining together in a deep, unending kiss.

I trembled as I unzipped her dress, my fingers brushing against her soft skin as I pushed the dress off her shoulders. It fell to the floor, leaving her in her underwear.

Her hands only left my neck and chest when she had to help me remove her dress.

“I want you so bad,” she mumbled between kisses, her fingers tugging at the waistband of my boxers.

“I want you too,” I groaned, my lips against hers.

I felt the soft lace of her bra under my palms. My hand moved to her back, unhooking her bra with ease. With a wiggle of her arms, it fell to the floor.

I press a kiss to her nose before leaning back to admire her breasts. My fingers trace over her round curves, teasing her hardened nipples, circling her areolas.

I watch as my hands drift lower, hooking into her thong and sliding it down her legs with a gentle nudge.

Her garter belt unhooks and falls away, allowing me to pull her thong down the rest of the way. I take a moment to admire her stockings, deciding they can stay on for tonight.

I sit back on the bed, drinking in the sight of her.

She stands before me, proudly displaying the body she’s about to share with me for the first time as my wife.

My hands explore her curves as I lock eyes with her. She runs her hand through my dark hair, a smile playing on her lips.

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” I close my eyes, pressing a gentle kiss to her belly button.

She blushes, biting her lip as she continues to stroke my hair, my kisses trailing up over her breasts.

I shower every inch of her skin with kisses, her soft whimpers growing louder with each one. My hand slides between her thighs, massaging her flesh, but not yet touching the prize just inches away.

“Darling,” she gasps.

I lift my mouth from her nipple, grinning at her. “Yes?”

“Are you going to fuck me?” she asks, desperation coloring her voice.

“No baby, I’m not going to fuck you.” I rise from the bed, capturing her lips in a hard kiss before she can protest.

Every ounce of love I have for her pours into that kiss. When I pull away, I look into her eyes, stroking her cheek.

“I’m going to worship you and make love to you,” I whisper.

Without breaking away from her lips, I scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the side of the bed.

I set her down gently, smiling at her before straightening up. I quickly shed my boxers and then climb into bed next to her.

Our hands explore each other's bodies as if they’ve never touched before.

Trinity cradles my face with one hand, the other trailing down my body, inching closer and closer to my erection until finally closing around it.

I slide one of my arms underneath her, wrapping it around her back, while my other hand softly kneads one of her breasts.

Our arousal and needs intensify with each passing second.

“I can't wait anymore, Stephen,” she purrs at me. Hearing her use my name makes me groan. “I need you inside me more than anything I've ever needed in my life.”

I groan again. “Oh God, baby, you have a way with words.”

We share a smile before kissing again. I nudge her onto her back and then position myself between her legs.

Her hand is still wrapped around my cock when I sit up on my knees. I look down into her loving eyes and she guides my shaft to her entrance with her hand.

Her heat feels like it’s searing me as she teases us both, holding my cock and lifting her hips, rubbing me against her. My leaking precum and her juices slick my length.

“I love you, Trinity, my wife.”

“I love you, Stephen, my husband, with all that I am.”

She positions the tip of my member at her entrance. “Please fill me with your gorgeous cock, I need to feel you.”

She pulls her hand away and rubs my chest as I slowly push inside of her welcoming warmth. She gasps and then lets out a low purr as we finally join together for the first time as husband and wife.

I groan deeply as her velvety warmth envelops me, taking me in. I savor every sensation as I fill her.

“Oh God, Stephen! Yes, baby,” she whimpers as her walls stretch to accommodate me.

“You feel incredible,” I say. “So much more than I expected this moment to feel like.”

Finally, I’m fully inside of her.

My wife's breaths come in rapid gasps as my cock nestles against her cervix. She wraps her legs tight around my hips and her hands around my back, pulling me down on top of her.

My hands slide under her arms and wrap around her shoulders. I hold myself there, and she never wants to let go.

“Oh baby, please stay here forever,” my wife pleads.

“I would love to.” I kiss her forehead then her cheeks.

I withdraw just as slowly as I entered her, setting a slow and tender rhythm that allows us to feel every sensation and every emotion.

Her hips lift to meet me and she rolls her hips, grinding against me, smearing her wetness.

Her hardened nipples rub against my chest and her clit grinds against my pelvis with every slow thrust.

Trinity closes her eyes as I kiss her neck, ear, shoulder, and face. This is so different and I want to show her what it really feels like to have her needs met this way. I take care of her completely.

Her hands grip the strong muscles of my back, feeling them tense and release. She holds me tight to her, never wanting me to leave.

My kisses never stop, lavishing her skin and her purrs of pleasure grow louder and louder. She loves how I groan into her skin and my hands hold her shoulders tighter, pulling her into me.

Her beautiful warmth naturally clings to my cock and she purposely tightens her walls even more as I push inside of her.

I relish the slick friction as the thick ridge of my cock slides in and out of her. Her body gives me the highest plane of ecstasy I’ve ever felt.

I pick up the pace of my thrusts, just a taste, and her body naturally follows my movements.

Both of us are covered in a fine sheen of sweat and the warmth between our bodies heats up the room. The scent of her arousal fills the air.

I lift up a little bit so I can see my wife's beautiful face.

“Open your eyes, baby, look at me please,” I say.

She blinks her eyes open and smiles up at me. Her breasts bounce softly on her chest.

“Oh, baby… this is… wow… you feel amazing… making love to you as my husband.”

“You feel better,” I say.

“That’s not possible.” She squeaks when she feels my cock push against her cervix, causing a dull ache in her stomach.

“Did I hurt you?” I ask. I slip one arm out from under her and stroke her face.

My wife shakes her head, grinning. “No, baby, I just felt you so deep inside me.”

She grinds her hips into mine, chasing that sensation again. “When you’re here.”

I’m buried deep inside her, lost in her tight, wet warmth.

“I’m in you, completely,” I tell her.

“I know,” she moans.

Her hips roll, pulling me in even deeper.

“It's the best, baby, being completely together.”

“We are,” I agree. I pull back, then fill her with a stronger thrust than before, but not rough. “You like it?”

“Oh, God yes!” my wife cries out. “More, Stephen, ~please~ do it again!”

I please her the best I know how, nothing fancy, just giving her all of me and my body just as she gives me hers.

I kiss down her neck to her chest and then feast on her breasts. My eyes stay on hers as I fill her over and over while kissing and nibbling her soft flesh.

We trade moans and smiles back and forth as our bodies speak for us in a way that only lovers can.

Her body, mind, and heart are overwhelmed and I take all of my wife and give her all of me, her husband.

She should know how much I truly love her by the time we’re finished. I feel unworthy of her love. She’s a goddess, but at the same time, completely deserving of her.

I feel the stirrings of an orgasm coming on. I return my lips to hers and kiss her with my organ completely enveloped by her.

I hold myself there, waiting for the sensation to pass as her pussy clenches my throbbing cock. I feel awful, not knowing how much longer I can last.

Finally making love to the woman who means everything to me. Knowing she’s not my wife. It’s overwhelming me more than I ever imagined.

“Trinity, please,” I mutter against her lips. “I need you to cum with me. I don’t just ~want~ you to, I ~need~ you to.”

“I will, husband, I will.” She coats my face in kisses. “Don’t worry, Stephen. I will.”

“I’m sorry, I just don't think I can last much longer. Being inside you, my wife, finally it's stirring more emotions in me than I ever thought possible baby, I need you to cum with me.”

Her loving eyes smiled at me as I felt her trembling as she kissed my lips.

“Darling, don't worry, just let it happen. Take whatever you need from me, you're my husband. I’m all yours for the taking, baby.”

I begin moving my hips again. Slowly at first, but steadily gaining speed and force, never overpowering or nasty as we had often done, just full of passion and love.

I want her to know that I love her. This is about sharing our love for each other, not trying to outdo anything we had done before.

There was no dirty talk like we had become accustomed to, just loving words and sounds.

Our eyes lock together, deepening our connection even more. I know how much pleasure I was giving her in the way her breathing changes and her moans become a higher pitch.

I love feeling her nails dig into my back and her legs push on my ass as if she’s trying to get as much of me as possible.

My worry about not pleasing my wife was long washed away by the tides of bliss that we experienced in unison.

“Baby, ~please~, can you just go a little harder? I want to feel so much more of you.” Her back arches and her breasts press against my chest. “Oh, Stephen, you're so good, you feel so good. I love you. I love you.”

I give her what she wants and my cock fills her at a harder pace.

Our hips cram together before I pull out and fill her again. She cries out in pleasure and her nails scratch down my back. I growl in response. Giving her pleasure was my ultimate pleasure.

We moan ~I love you~ back and forth as I steadily pump her hard and she meets my every thrust.

I still wasn't pounding into her, but my wife had begun screaming from behind her closed eyes.

She’s never screamed like this and I’m in awe, my body is on fire with pure lust and love at the sound of her.

Her primal screams only fuel me more. It took every bit of my willpower to not nail her to the bed. That time would come again, but not tonight.

I adore her heavily flushed face and chest and strands of hair that had stuck to her cheeks from her sweat.

Drops of my sweat drip down onto her as I give her what she needs. She’s never looked more beautiful to me, lost in tremors of almost intolerable ecstasy that racked her body.

“Oh God, Stephen!” my wife cries out. “Stephen, tell me to cum, tell me to cum, please baby. I’m right there!”

I feel her walls milking me as if they were asking me to give her the best and most intense orgasm of her life.

My cock is pulled deeper into her and when I pull back, I feel like her body is screaming at me to stay inside of her.

“Cum for me,” I panted into her ear. “Cum for your husband, cum for me please, release yourself all over me, my beautiful wife. Please, please baby, please.”

“Yes, Stephen! For you!” my wife screams as she clenches my back with her fingers and her body goes tight. “I'm cumming, I'm cumming for you baby! I love you! Oh–”

She goes silent and her walls pulsate around my cock and nearly push me out.

I had felt this on my fingers before and knew to force myself to stay inside. Her juices squirt out around my cock, showering my pelvis with her fluids.

Trinity's eyes shoot open when her muscles are overtaken with unending quivers and quakes.

She shakes violently under me as her orgasm continues to course through her body. Her pussy squeezes and suctions me in time with my throbs.

“Baby, I love you. Cum inside me, I need to feel you cum inside me please,” she begs through ragged breath.

Feeling her orgasm on my cock was all that I needed to reach my own climax and then her words urged me over the hill.

My balls tingle and then tighten as my skin rises up in flames. I cram my length inside of her and give her everything that I have inside of me.

“God, yes! I love you, Trinity. I love you so much, my wife,” I groan, my voice thick with emotion as I release inside her, coating her with my love.

She gasps, feeling me spill into her. “Yes, baby, I love you too. I love you so much.”

Exhausted, I collapse onto her, and she wraps her arms around me, holding me close as our hearts gradually slow down. She strokes my hair, her fingers tracing a soothing path down my back, while she showers my forehead with soft, loving kisses.

I don’t pull away. I stay inside her, savoring the intimacy of the moment.

My body continues to react to hers, my cock still throbbing inside her, while her body responds in kind, her inner walls pulsing around me as we move together in a slow, languid rhythm.

Our eyes lock, a silent conversation passing between us. Tears well up, threatening to spill over. I feel a single tear trickle down my cheek, and I see her eyes glisten with unshed tears.

Tears of pure, unadulterated love for each other.

“I love you, Trinity Joyce Gotti.”