9. Sutton

nine

Sutton

R yan was right. It didn't take long to add our touches to Lucy and Seth's already-planned wedding. Instead of being put out at the idea of sharing their special day with us, they seemed almost relieved.

"You looked so beautiful today Sutton." Ryan kisses my shoulder as he lowers the zipper on the back of the wedding dress, letting it fall to the floor at my feet. He helps me step out of it before turning me to face him. "But you always look beautiful." There is so much love shining in his eyes that it takes my breath away.

He bends down, lifting my feet one at a time as he slips off my white satin high heels. "I've never done this before." He says as he slides each one of my sheer pantyhose down my legs, leaving me in just my white bra and lace panties because true to his word, he was about to keep my breasts comfortable in the wedding dress without fear of a wardrobe malfunction.

"Me either." I place my hands on his shoulders, urging him to stand and face me, "But I can't wait to do it with you and the same penis I'll have forever." I tease, hoping to lighten the mood.

It seems to work as the tension in his shoulders loosens up under my touch, "Damn straight, it's your penis forever." He teases me back.

He finishes undressing me but refuses to let me undress him, saying that he's barely holding one as it is, "Hands to yourself." He raises an eyebrow, daring me to disobey him, but I wait patiently for him to finish getting undressed like the good girl I am.

Once we're both naked, he takes my hand and leads me to the heart-shaped bed we first shared only a few nights ago; only tonight, we are going to do more than sleep in it, and he gently lays me down on the satin sheets.

"I've waited for this moment for so long." He moans in between kisses. "How does that feel?" He asks as he gently pushes his tip inside me before pushing the rest of the way in.

Instinctively my pussy squeezes his length, causing my body to shiver and his eyes to roll back. "It feels amazing." I wrap my arms around his neck as I lift my hips, meeting his thrust for thrust.

The strained look on his face tells me he's trying to hold back, "Fuck, Sutton. You're so tight. I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to last."

Not wanting him to suffer when he's making me feel so good, I whisper, "Faster. Please, I need you faster and deeper."

With a low growl I've never heard from him before, he does as I ask, thrusting deeper and harder into my welcoming body.

"YES RYAN! Just like that!" I throw my head back, letting the pleasure wash over me as I come around his cock, spasm after amazing spasm.

But he's not done with me yet when he growls again, "One more Sutton. Give your husband one more taste of your pleasure."

His once fast and furious thrusts become smooth and calculated as his eyes bore into mine, watching me like a predator. The feeling of helplessness takes over as he grips both of my wrists in one of his large hands and lifts them above my head, leaving me feeling vulnerable yet aroused at the same time.

"You like that, don't you? Being at my mercy and taking my huge cock into your tight little pussy."

"Yes." I moan as his lips crash down onto mine, and my body shatters once again,n only this time, Ryan follows me over the edge releasing rope after rope of hot cum deep inside me. "Mmm." I lift my hips and groan into his mouth.

He releases my hands, gathers me in his arms, and rolls onto his back with me on his chest, our bodies still joined. "That was amazing." I break the kiss needing to tell him exactly how he made me feel.

"Yes, it was. But wait for round two—now that we've had a little practice, I'm sure it will be much better."

I slide my head down until it's resting on his chest and smile. I'm not sure anything could top what we just did—until ten minutes later, when we're on round two, Ryan proves to me that practice does, in fact, make perfect.