“Can I open my eyes now?” I asked, my body shaking in anticipation as I wondered where my new husband was taking me. He had me take off my heals, so I was much shorter than him as he bent down to cover my eyes with his hands, making sure that I wasn’t going to peak.
My feet walked along the mossy ground, my toes gripping into the mud as we walked. It was mid January in Australia, and the weather was warm and pleasant. A cool breeze rushed over us, gently moving my flowing dress as we continued along an unknown path.
“Absolutely not,” he said for probably the sixth time since we had gotten out of the car. “I will remove my hands when we get there.” He continued on with his explanation, still hearing that line for about the sixth time as well.
“You aren’t going to take your blushing bride out into the middle of the forest and murder her, are you?” I teased, as we continued to walk in unison through the wooded area. I could hear sticks cracking beneath our feet as we walked, and the moisture in between my toes.
“Maybe,” he startled me as I felt his hot breath in my ear. “Are you scared?”
Honestly? I was the exact opposite of scared. I was excited and turned on all at once. Michael wasn’t usually one for kinky foreplay, but if that’s where he was going with this, then I’d let him take me there. “Have I been to this place before?” I asked, trying to drag a bit of information out of him.
I heard a quiet hmm as he thought for a moment, contemplating whether or not he wanted to tell me. This probably mean that I had been there before and my mind raced through all of the different places we had gone together.
“Have we been here while hiking?” I continued to question him, suddenly getting more and more excited.
“I’m not telling you,” Michael groaned, clearly getting frustrated that I was starting to unravel the mystery.
He stopped walking and I awkwardly tried to continue forward as his hand held me back. “Are we here?”
“Yes, but you—” I didn’t wait for Michael to say anymore before I took his hands in mine and ripped them from my face. My eyes literally bulged as I took in the sight in front of me. I was right because we had been here before, but it hardly looked anything like this.
There was a giant three story house in front of us, trees surrounding it on three sides and the ocean pictured behind it. The house was a beautiful shade of light yellow and had white shutters. There was a winding path of stairs up to the house, and I immediately began to ascend them.
When Michael and I had found this house it was a complete mess and completely unlivable, and that was a little over a year ago. I remember telling Michael how pretty this house could be if someone only took the time to take care of it. I begged Michael for three month trying to get him to buy the house, but he adamently refused.
“I can not believe you did this,” I beamed as I hurried up to the large wrap around porch, nearly flinging open the door before Michael caught my arm. “I can’t believe you did this,” I repeated as he turned me around to face him. “How long have you been working on this?”
“Since the day you told me you wanted to live in this house with me forever.” He spoke gently, taking my face in his hand as he gently rubbed his thumb over my cheek. “Now we can.”
I reached up on my tip toes, still not tall enough to reach his lips on my own, and he bent down to close the distance. His lips tasted sweet, probably from all of the wedding cake he’d eaten and I couldn’t help but smile into him.
He effortlessly picked me up from the ground, the large wedding dress that I was wearing didn’t impair him as he carefully walked us to the front door. He pushed the door open and all I could smell was my favorite cookies: snickerdoodles.
Michael walked me through the door, his foot catching on the lip of the door, send us both sprawling onto the floor. I couldn’t breath as laughter erupted from my body. My dress was fanned out all around us, with Michael on top of me. He burried his face into my shoulder clearly nervous, and even though I knew I shouldn’t have laughed in the first place, I just couldn’t stop.
I took Michael’s face in my hands, it was flushed and red from the blush as I began to kiss every part of his face. “Damn it,” he groaned. “That was supposed to be perfect and I ruined it.” He looked so dissapointed, his face had fallen and his eyes were starting to look a bit water.
“You could never ruin anything,” I mumbled against his lips before I pulled away just slightly. “Have you been cooking, by the way?”
Though he still wore a blush he managed to mutter, “My mum was baking in here before the wedding so we’d have—” The entire time he was talking my stare was fixated on Michael’s cherry lips. He was always insecure about the color, but I had always found it to be sexy.
I didn’t wait for him to continue the reply because something about him being all embarrassed and flustered made me crave him. I roughly put my lips to his, taking him by surprise as he stilled above me. I put my hands on his chest, pushing us both into a sitting position as he took my bottom lip between his teeth, tugging slightly. I moaned against his lips, I felt Michael begin to squirm.
“We have to get this off.” His hands fumbled at the back of my dress, working quickly to unzip the ivory fabric. The dress was extremely tight, working to hold in all of my imperfections and once the zipper was pulled down to my hips I felt like I could breath again. Michael put his hands under my arms, lifting me out of my dress, leaving me in nothing but a set of matching white lacy bra and panties.
We quickly got to our feet, Michael moving forward while I moved backwards. Even though the height difference was a bit awkward, he didn’t break the kiss. He quickly shrugged off his suit coat, leaving it at the bottom of the stairs as we stumbled up the wooden stair case. I quickly loosened the bow tie around his neck, before ripping the buttons from his shirt as I tried to get it off.
Michael worked at his pants, quickly stepping out of them as we made our way to the bedroom. There was a trail of clothes behind us as we reached the landing.
“I can’t believe you kept this a secret for so long,” I said once he pushed open the door to what I assumed was our room. Michael smiled against my lips, the small action causing my head to spin and my mind to get fuzzy.
He roughly pushed me down on the large bed, looking seductive as he crawled over to me. I felt my heart begin to race in anticipation as Michael began kissing my leg, trailing the kisses up my stockings and towards my sensitive inner thighs. His nails clawed at my sides as he ran them down my sensitive skin. He quickly pulled down my underwear, which was already soaking wet and Michael groaned deeply at the sight.
I had to catch my breath when he put his lips, swollen from all of our kisses, on my clit. The action sent adrenaline pumping through my body and I automatically tilted my hips towards his face. His tongue flicked along my wet skin, before he began to sucking, causing my body to shake. Michael worked to get me as close to my orgasm as he could without forcing me to cum.
When he pulled away from me his lips were redder than normal, looking starkly bright against his pale skin. He had saliva on the sides of his mouth and running down his chin as he panted. I grabbed his hair, forcing him upwards.
Michael hurried to pull of his boxers, and I hadn’t seen him so eager to have sex with me since the beginning of our relationship. “Whoa, whoa,” I laughed, pushing him away a bit. “Condom.”
He stilled above me and I could feel his dick teasing my entrance even as he stopped. “I was actually thinking we should not for awhile.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, not quite understanding what he meant at first. My expression went from confused to shock in about .2 seconds once I realized what he was trying to convey. “Like a baby?”
“Well only if you do.” He buried his face in between my boobs, trying to hide.
I wiggled a little, pushing the tip of his dick into me. He peaked at me through his eyelashes, still looking a bit bashful as I gave him a tiny nod. I could tell he was trying to keep the smile off his face as he thrusted completely into me. As soon as he felt me around him the once pleasant expression was replaced by a different one. He knotted his fingers in my hair as he tried to push even harder into me, until he made me whimper.
I wrapped my arms around him, loving the taste of his skin on my lips and the sound of his strangled whimpers in my ear. I tilted my head back as the pleasure started to become too much to handle.I gripped Michael’s lower back, racking my nails up his ivory skin, trying to relieve some kind of pressure but it did little.
I held my breath, trying to hold out on my orgasm, but Michael began whispering into my ear and I felt myself began to unravel at his words. “Cum for me, (Y/N).” His lips were pressed right up against my ear, sending a wave of heat to roll through my body. I tilted my hips up slightly as I felt myself release around Michael. I pulled on his hair, trying keep myself grounded, but a loud cry erupted from my lips causing Michael to cum.
“Fuck, fuck,” his voice was a bit shrill, the sound of his baby voice made me melt as I held on tight to my best friend and lover. “I’m just going to stay here awhile.” he said, putting his complete weight on me.
“Michael,” I groaned a bit, trying to push him off but he didn’t budge. “I can’t breathe.”
“Just wait like 30 minutes.” He said with a yawn and I knew that he’d be asleep before then if I let him lay on top of me. “I want a baby.”
“Ash,” I whispered into the groom’s ear as we swayed back and forth to the slow music. His arms were wrapped around my waist and mine around his neck. I had never felt happier than I did in that moment. Marrying the love of my life was the most surreal thing that had ever happened to me.
My chin was resting on Ashton’s shoulder, my eyes closed as I held onto the moment. I could hear the large reception hall was bustling with people, all clad in black and white attire, but I didn’t care about anyone but Ashton. We could have been dancing alone; me wearing a $20 dress from Target and him an old suit of his dad’s and I would have been just as happy.
“Yes, love?” he breathed out so quietly that no one besides me could hear it. His strong arms pulled me closer, nearly picking me up from the ground as he did so. My heels lifted from the floor, my toes the only thing touching the ground.
I didn’t want to be rude and leave my own wedding reception early, but my body was aching for my new husband. He looked so damn good. I had only seen him wear an acutal suit and tie once, and that was for Luke’s wedding and only because Luke forced him to do so or he wouldn’t have been allowed to be a groomsmen.
I had to think of something to get out of there, at least for a little while. I knew we’d have the rest of our lives to spend together but I was feeling antsy and impatient. Maybe it was the tight corset dress that I was wearing or all of the heat generated by too many bodies in one room dancing close together.
“Can—” I paused, not really sure how to tell Ashton I wanted him to fuck me right here and now. “I really need to go pee and this dress is killer.” I tugged at the bottom half of my gown just as Ashton gave me his perfect dimpled smile.
He didn’t say anything, but pulled me by the hand through our family and friends. A few people told us congratulations on our way out, causing us to stop and pause for longer than I would have liked. When we finally got away and into the corridor I could have been happier to be alone for the first time since this morning. There were a few workers straggling around in the halls, but other than that it was only us.
“You look so beautiful in that dress," Ashton’s voice was soft and much more tender than I was used to. He was always the loud one in our group of friends, always the one trying to crack a joke and make everyone laugh.
I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks, and I loved how even after 4 years of being together he could still make me do that. I wanted to say something back, to tell him that he looked completely breathtaking, but it was hard to speak.
He lead me into the ladies bathroom, and I discretely clicked the lock on the door without him noticing. The bathroom walls were a light tan color, and there were several sinks lined up against a marble counter top. We stopped in front of one of the stalls, and Ashton turned me around, his large hands gently touching my body.
He began to untie the hoop part of my skirt, his fingers slowly working at the ties. Thankfully my dress was two parts, so I didn’t have to take the corset portion off, although it was incredibly tight and restricting. I couldn’t wait to get home and take it off. Ashton carefully grabbed at my waistline, turning me around so that we were facing each other. His eyes roamed over my body before pausing at my breasts which were pushed up and together by the corset.
"Damn,” he breathed out, his hands slowly sliding upwards until they cupped my breasts. “You can wear this, and only this tonight.”
“I actually have a better idea,” I said seductively. My hands grabbed at his tie, quickly loosening it enough to unbutton his white button up. He shrugged the suit jacket off, letting it fall at our feet as I nearly pulled the tiny clear buttons from the fabric trying to undo them.
“You didn’t really have to pee, did you?” I shook my head no, a cocky grin spread wide across my face as I began to fumble with his belt. He laughingly shook his head at me, and I could see two prominent dimples forming on his face. The sight was intoxicating and I reached up on my toes to kiss his right cheek just as I unzipped his pants.
He stepped out of his shoes before kicking his pants aside. He bent down, finally putting his lips on mine. I still got the butterflies each time he kissed me, my entire body feeling weak by the touch. His movements were quick and heavy, his tongue tracing along my bottom lip before entering my mouth. I pulled at his soft blond curls, and began to feel dizzy as he moaned into my mouth.
He wrapped his arms around me, carefully pushing me up against the marble counter tops. My back bent slightly as I leaned onto the cool surface, and I felt my heat press into Ashton’s. I hadn’t expected him to be as hard as he was already, and his excitement made a rush of electricity run through my body. I love how he wanted me just as much as I wanted him, and even though we were just married it still surprised me.
I put my hands on the counter top, pushing myself onto the slightly wet marble. Ashton frantically reconnected our bodies, standing as close as he could to me. I wrapped my legs around him, the bottom of my heels scraping his back as I did so. He grabbed at my sides, feeling the lace of my bodice and scooted me closer to the edge so that my ass was hanging slightly off.
His fingers slid in between the waistband of my white thong and pulled them down so they hung at my ankles. His thumb rubbed at my clit for a few seconds before he inserted a long finger into me. I immediately moaned at the touch, hunching forward so that I could bite into his shoulder. He put in one more finger as he worked faster and faster. He still continued to rub sloppy circles against my throbbing nerves, making me feel closer and closer to orgasming.
Seamlessly he removed his fingers and replaced it with his swollen cock. My eyes rolled into the back of my had as his body slammed against mine. His hands knotted into my professionally styled hair, completely ruining it, but in the best way. I could feel his nails scrapping at my scalp as he repeatedly went in and out of me.
Even though this wasn’t the first time Ashton and I had sex, and even though we had been together for nearly 4 years before this his dick still had to stretch me out. I wasn’t used to anyone nearly as big as him when we first got together, and he made me feel like no one else ever could.
The feeling of him completely feeling up my insides sent a wave of euphoria through my veins, and his touch felt like fire against my skin. I let out a tiny scream as he positioned himself to hit my most sensitive spot. I felt he tightness in my stomach begin to build and my walls tighten around Ashton. He let out a muffled groaned at the sensation and his fingers began to work on my clit once again. The combination was mind blowing, i couldn’t hold on to the orgasm that was forming anymore and I finally relaxed enough to release it.
“Fuck, (Y/N)," Ashton whined as I sank my teeth into his neck and let out a scream much louder than I should have. I couldn’t feel my upper half, the corset was restricting and as the high washed over my body I felt parts of me go numb.
Ash continued to pump into me, my walls tight around him and I could tell that he wasn’t going to last much longer. After several more thrusts I felt my insides get even hotter, as his body began to shake. He made several small whimpering noises as he came inside of me and his fingernails tug into my thighs.
Both of our eyelids were heavy and our faces covered in a thin layer of sweat as we both looked into each others eyes. He rested his forehead against mine before pressing a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose.
"I love you so much, (Y/N).”
“Y/N, that’s really only making matters a little worse," Calum warned me in a low voice as my hand continued to rub his thigh up and down through the coarse denim he was wearing. We’d gone back to his parents place after the reception and changed into some more comfortable clothes, but now I was more than extremely horny. We hadn’t had sex in at least a week, trying to make the wedding night more ‘special’ but now all I wanted to do was rip his clothes off and tear into him. I could tell he wanted something similar by the way his jeans were getting tighter around the crotch area.
"Calum, I don’t know if I can wait until we get to the hotel,” I murmured leaning over to him and leaving feather light kisses on his jawline. I felt his jaw clench beneath my mouth as my hand went a little higher to cup the bulge in his jeans and he swerved slightly on the road.
“Fuck, Y/N, you’re going to get us in a crash,” he said through gritted teeth. “I told you it’ll be more special at the hotel room,” he insisted as I began to suck and leave a mark on his neck.
“I really don’t think I can wait baby,” I said, sliding my other hand down his chest and biting my lip as I looked at him imploringly. Calum seemed to contemplate for only a moment before he pulled the car over to the side of the road, making me jerk in my seat.
“Get in the back,” he demanded impatiently as I eagerly climbed over the console and into the back seat. He slammed the door shut as he walked around the car, already throwing his shirt off and unbuttoning his pants before he got in with me, falling on top of me.
“We’re going to make this quick and then I’ll really wreck you when we get to the hotel," Calum promised darkly in my ear as he pulled my t shirt off and my leggings down. I went to work on his jeans, ripping them off his legs as quickly as I could.
Calum’s mouth attached to my neck, sucking harshly and leaving several purple and pink marks around my throat as I grasped at his hair needily. He quickly unhooked my bra and stared down at my bare breasts for a moment or two before I brought him back to reality.
"Babe, you know how much I love it when you stare,” I began sarcastically. “But we really don’t have time for this." Calum looked up at me, a small smile on his features.
"Hey, this is our first time as a married couple, let me enjoy this for a moment,” he said, leaving a quick kiss on each of my boobs. I squirmed underneath his touch as he allowed his tongue to lavish over each of my nipples before making it’s way down to my underwear, which Calum quickly discarded.
He took his time to admire my bare core too before slowly tracing his tongue in a line down my core. I moaned out at the contact and fisted my hands in his hair, desperate for more than just his teasing touch. He smiled at my neediness and wasted no time in burying his tongue deep inside me, wiggling it up and down as he reached a thumb up to flick at my clit.
“Calum, unless you want me to come in your mouth in about ten seconds, I suggest you stop,” I said after he’d been at this for a while, trying to get all my words out quickly before it became too much. Reluctantly he pulled his face away, but not before leaving a tantalizing kiss on my clit, making my legs jerk.
He pulled down his boxers, allowing his erection to become free from its confines, pumping it a few times. I made to sit up to take him in my mouth, but he stopped me, pushing me back down into a horizontal position.
“Plenty of time for that later at the hotel, boo, but right now, we’re both pretty needy,” he told me, using his pet nickname for me and kissing my nose as he leaned down and positioning himself at my entrance as I took a deep breath, ready to feel him inside me.
He pushed in slowly, both of us letting out similar groans at the wonderful contact that we’d been denied of recently. Despite the fact that we both needed this right now, Calum went slowly, each thrust hitting me a thousand times better than I remembered. After giving me a moment to adjust to his length, he pulled out slowly and pushed in even slower, setting a pace that was both satisfying and breathtaking.
I wanted more contact so I reached up and pulled him down to me by his neck, placing his face in the crook of my neck and peppering kisses on his tan shoulder as he continued to thrust in and out of me at a steady pace.
“I love you…so fucking much,” he panted in between breaths, biting down where my neck and shoulder met to keep from crying out. I let my cries fall from my lips freely as he hit a spot in me that caused me to see black spots.
“I love you so fucking m-much more,” I moaned out as I felt myself clench around him, preparing to allow myself to come. Our chests were pressed together so closely, my legs hooked around his calves as he pulled my face closer to his, connecting our lips as I felt myself begin to climax. I moaned into his mouth, feeling myself come down with Calum encouraging me by leaving little kisses around my mouth and face.
“God, you’re so fucking beautiful," Calum whispered out, his face so close to mine I could see the little droplets of sweat and his trembling pink lips. I reached a hand up and stroked the length of his face, leaning back in and leaving marks on his neck as I felt him get sloppy in his thrust.
"Come on baby,” I mumbled in his ear. “Let go for me,” I tried to aide him on as he let out a string of high pitched moans in my ear, spilling inside me.
When he was finished, I wrapped my arms around his back, trying to keep him as close to me as humanly possible. Calum shuffled around beneath me a little bit so that we were both on our sides laying on the bench of the back seat, our bodies still meshed together.
“I just love you so much," Calum whispered to me, running his hand through my hair. I smiled as I saw the new ring on his finger glinting in the moonlight, and I reached my hand up to lace it with his, flashing my ring as well. I could see him look at it and smile, even in the dim light of the car.
"I love you too,” I whispered back to him, kissing his lips once more before snuggling into his chest.
“After you, Mrs. Hemmings,” Luke said as he held the door open for me, ushering me inside the room. I giggled at his use of my new name, wondering how he could get any cornier.
“Luke, you’re seriously the biggest dork I’ve ever met,” I told him, slipping off my shoes and padding over to the light switch. I knew it was around here somewhere, I just couldn’t seem to locate it in the dark. We were staying at a little cottage Luke’s family owned over in Ireland, somewhere I’d been before but wasn’t super familiar with.
“Hey, you’re going to be with this dork for the rest of your life, so you better get used to this,” Luke said, walking up behind me and finding the light switch with much more ease. As I let my eyes adjust to the bright light that now filled the room, I felt a small smile come on my face as I saw what Luke had obviously done.
The white bed looked super comfortable and inviting, especially considering the fact that Luke had covered it in rose petals. I saw a similar line of petals leading to the bathroom, where could see some stuff for a bubble bath through the open door. There were a few candles on the bedside table and a singular rose sitting on my side of the bed. I turned around to face him seeing his face was red and he was rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
“You did all this for me?” I asked him, reaching up and wrapping my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me. He nodded, his blue eyes flashing nervously back and forth between mine. I smiled up at him, trying to be encouraging as I pressed my lips against his.
He wound his hands around my back, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his arms shaking as he reached up to undo my dress that I had changed into and I pulled back, looking at his hooded eyes.
“What’s wrong?” I asked as I slowly dragged him over to the bed. This was far from our first time having sex. I could understand being a little nervous, but I was so damn in love with him, he had no reason to be nervous. He pushed me back on the bed hovering over me as he searched for an answer.
“I don’t know exactly,” he admitted, nuzzling his face into my neck. I allowed my hands to slowly unbutton grab his shirt and pull it off, as he then returned his face to my neck. “I just love you so damn much and I mean, this is our first time as a married couple, and I just don’t want you to ever leave me, I want this to be us for the rest of our lives,” he rambled until I began to place kisses around his face.
“Luke, do you not realize just how in love with you I am?” I asked, a small smile in place. He bit his lip, trying not to smile at me. “I am never, ever going to leave you Luke. You’re my entire world,” I told him, running a hand through his blonde hair. He looked down at me with so much emotion and love in his eyes, I felt my heart beat a little harder.
"Let me make love to you,” he said quietly as he leaned down and began kissing my neck ever so softly. I nodded, only slightly, but I allowed myself to give into his touch as he began shimmying my dress off me.
Luke made sure to kiss literally every part of my face he could get, making me giggle at random points. He traced his hands down my sides, sliding the straps of my bra down so he could kiss my shoulders before reaching around and unclasping my bra slowly. As he threw it to the ground he went down to take my underwear off too, so he could admire me completely bare. I hated it when he did this, it always made me feel self conscious, but he always insisted that I was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he whispered, as if he could read my thoughts. I rolled my eyes, but he held my face so I could hold his stare. “I mean it,” he said with so much conviction. “Y/N, you are so gorgeous,” he murmured, leaning down and beginning to kiss around my stomach area. “I love you so much,” he said, looking up at me as he kissed my belly button, making me giggle.
“I love you too babe,” I told him, lacing my hand with his outstretched one and pulling him up to my eye level. “But I really wish you would take your pants off,” I told him, giggling slightly. He laughed a little bit before he reached down, undoing his jeans slowly and pulling them down. I giggled when I saw his Batman boxers as I reached out, gripping the waistband and pulling him closer to me by them. I pushed him back on the bed, pulling them off and throwing them behind me. Leaning down, I began pressing open mouthed kisses all along his neck and chest like he’d done to me.
“Y/N, I need you,” I heard Luke whine needily beneath me as my mouth began to make its way down to his hardened cock. I sighed at the thought of being denied at having him in my mouth, but felt myself growing in wetness as I thought about him being inside me. I gave him one last kiss before positioning myself on top of him. Lifting my hips, I sank down onto him, still keeping our lips together as we groaned in unison.
“Fuck, Y/N,” he said as I began to move up and down on him. Each time I sank back down, little whimpers escaped my mouth and I could feel Luke biting down on my shoulder, the top part of my body still collapsed on top of him. In a sudden movement, Luke rolled us over, him now lying on top of me, slowly thrusting in and out of me, pushing my legs up slightly to hit a new angle inside of me that sent me seeing stars.
“L-Luke…I’m,” I managed to get out. I saw him nod his head at me, his thrusts getting sloppier, signaling me that he was close as well. After a particularly deep thrust, I felt the knot in my stomach begin to unravel as I came around Luke, setting off his release not long after mine.
As Luke slowly pulled out of me, he made sure to leave stray little kisses along my shoulder, before pulling back and lazily smiling at me.
“Want to go have a bath?” he asked, giving me a smile. I nodded up at him, moving to get up, but he scooped me off the bed instead, kissing my forehead as he led me to the bathroom. He let the water run for a bit, as I leaned up against him, incredibly tired. I didn’t even notice the water had stopped running as he lifted me up and placed me in the tub, him positioned behind me.
We sat there in silence for awhile, just enjoying being wrapped up in one another. Luke’s lips felt like they were permanently pressed to my head, his hands rubbing up and down my arms soothingly.
“I love you, Luke,” I mumbled to him, leaning tiredly into his chest. I felt him chuckle slightly beneath me.
“Go to sleep baby, I don’t have enough time tonight to tell you just how much I love you.”
Driving a cab probably doesn’t strike you as being the most difficult job in the world, and certainly not the most interesting. Well, I drive a cab in a medium-sized town in the Pacific Northwest, and in my experience, being a cabby is a carousel of surreal comedy, harsh life lessons, and unwelcome nudity.