Wedding Night

She had been unexceptionally quiet all the way from the registry. After her encounter with her family, her excitement went down and she had only been forcing herself to appear happy.

But Chase wouldn’t forfeit the pleasure of his wedding night simply because the bride wasn’t looking cheerful. He has to take his conjugal right.

Rosalinda was not giving him the expected cooperation. She wasn’t in the slightest mood or interested to consummate her wedding.

If Chase can just spare her that night. Before the next day, she would have been able to put her emotions together and willingly give herself to him.

And she cannot tell Chase about it. And the latter refused to interpret the attitude she was giving him. Chase just doesn’t want to understand at all.

“What’s happening Rosa? Don’t you want me to make love to you?” Chase asked, feeling annoyed already. He had to undress her and despite that, she was stiffening her body.

He suspected that she doesn’t want to consummate the wedding but he can’t hold back. He hadn’t done it in a while and now that he’s married, shouldn’t he do it with his wife?

“I feel tired, Chase,” Rosalinda replied, turning her head sideways. She had no interest and Chase still drilled himself into her.

He was plunging her but her mind was not in it. If he would just let her be, she would be grateful to him and make it up to him some other time.

“You’re tired? Being tired doesn’t mean we shouldn’t consummate our wedding. What is wrong with you is simply because of your family, your Mom and brother.

But I won’t force you. You’re tired right? The day you eventually overcome your tiredness, let me know” Chase bellowed and carefully pulled out of her.

Rosalinda immediately felt a weight of guilt descended on her. She glanced at Chase, she knew he was aroused, his desire was ignited and he didn’t force her still?

He had really become a gentle man. If it was the Chase Hudson she used to know, he wouldn’t have cared. In as much he has access to her opening, he would thrust her until he pleases himself and cum and then stand up and go.

Chase stood up, got a towel around his waist and stepped into the bathroom. Next Rosalinda heard the noise of the shower running.

She raised herself to a sitting position and tied the quilt around her body. She shouldn’t be denying him sex on the first night after their wedding. It’s absurd and it’s unfair.

When Chase stepped out, he towel dried himself and grabbed his slacks before getting into his night robe. He saw Rosalinda sat upright on the bed from his split vision but said nothing until he climbed into the bed.

“Why aren’t you sleeping, my love?” He asked, planting a featherlight kiss on her temple. Rosalinda shivered. He is not acting offended?

She’s now fully convinced that Chase is a different man. She circled her hands around him and inhaled the scent of freshness coming from him.

Chase rolled his eyes. What is wrong with his wife, a tired woman should rest in order to regain her strength. He let her hold him and next raised her chin and captured his lips.

Chase kissed her briefly and pulled away from her “Rest” he said and wanted to withdraw, but Rosalinda held him back.

“Today is our wedding night, let’s celebrate” She kissed him, trailing her hand to the loose ends of his robe. In no time, his robe was off and he was left with his slacks on.

Soon, they merged body and soul. Moans of ecstasy filled the room and the smell of hormones mingled with excitement, sending the couple to climax of pleasure.

Next morning, Chase Hudson was not in the bedroom when Rosalinda woke up. Where on earth has he gone this early? Anyways she climbed out of bed and went to have a warm bath.

Chase was in front of the Black’s apartment. He was ringing the bell but Mike had refused to open the door. Eventually Pricillia came over and wondered why the doorbell had been ringing non-stop.

“Why aren’t you getting the door?” Pricillia inquired. She glared at her son. What the hell is he doing seated with his phone while the doorbell has been ringing incessantly.

“I’ve checked the door, no human being is there but a bulldog” Mike replied flippantly without as much as raising his head.

A bulldog ringing the doorbell? Pricillia squinted. She hopes it is not what she is thinking that is happening?

She walked briskly to the door, peeped through the pinhole and saw Chase. She was furious that she yanked the door open to give the scoundrel a piece of her mind when Chase took advantage of the open door and squeezed himself in.

“Who said you could come in?” Pricillia yelled at him. Is he trying to play smart with her? He came into her apartment without being invited. Who the hell does he think he is?

“Who said…” Chase stuttered and continued “I did. Do you have any problems with your son in-law coming to visit you for the first time after marriage?” Chase asked, smiling faintly.

“You are not my son in-law. Get out of my house!” Pricillia Black bellowed. She was angry and cannot control her detest for this spoiled brat.

“Please Mrs Black, forgive me…”