“I think you may have to show me.”
A low growl came from the back of my throat. “Baby, if I showed you your hair would be a mess, your dress wrinkled and you’d have my cum running down your leg as we greeted our guest at our reception.”
With wide eyes, Paislie moved about in her seat. The desire I felt for her was uncontrollable.
“I’m willing to take the risk.” Leaning over closer to me, she whispered, “Besides, I’m not wearing any panties.”
My mouth snapped shut and my cock throbbed. “You want to kill me before our wedding night?”
Opening her mouth, she bit down on her finger and slowly nodded her head before saying, “I just want a preview . . . that’s all.”
My eyes looked over to the driver. “Phil, we need to make a quick stop before we head to the reception.”
Nodding his head, he asked, “Where to, sir?”
“It’s my wedding day and my wife wants a preview.”
Peeking over to Paislie, her face flushed.
“The Ritz please, Phil.”
“Yes, sir.”
The damn console separating us was driving me insane as I pictured Paislie soaking wet under that dress.
“The Ritz-Carlton, sir. Shall I . . . um . . . wait?”
The doorman opened the door and helped Paislie out as she dropped her bouquet in the seat.
“Yes, we won’t be long.”
With a naughty smile, Paislie pressed her lips together as I grabbed her hand and lead her into the lobby. People smiled at us as we passed them by, each one congratulating us.
“Hello! Are you staying with us for your honeymoon?” the young blonde at the check in desk asked.
“No, I just need a room.”
Her smile faded some as her eyes glanced back and forth between us. “Oh, okay. Only for tonight?”
With a smile and a wink, I replied, “For about an hour.”
With wide eyes, she typed on her keyboard as Paislie pinched my arm.
“I’ll just need an I.D. and credit card, please.”
I handed her both as I peeked at Paislie who was taking the lobby in. I knew she wasn’t used to this life style, but I wanted to spoil her every chance I got.
“Here ya go, Mr. Wallace. You’re on the fourth floor, room four twenty. I hope you both enjoy . . . well . . . ah . . . I mean um . . . I hope you enjoy your stay with us.”
Taking the card keys from her hand, I pulled Paislie closer to me. “Trust me, we’re going to enjoy ourselves.”
The young girl blushed as Paislie slapped me on the chest. “Malcolm!”
It didn’t take me long to get us in the elevator and up to our room. When the door opened, I swept Paislie up into my arms and carried her into the room.
“Wow, it’s beautiful in here,” she gushed.
If she thought this was beautiful, wait until she saw the cabin I rented in Colorado for our honeymoon. Adaline had picked Paislie’s brain for me about some of the places she had always wanted to visit. Colorado was one of them. She had dreamed of renting a cabin and doing nothing but relaxing and reading. I was about to make her wish come true with a two-week stay at a rustic log cabin outside of Winter Park.
Paislie walked up to the window and looked out over the city. She looked so damn beautiful, I almost hated to touch her.
My lips gently moved across her neck as she let out a soft moan. When my hands came up to unbutton her gown, goose bumps raised on her skin. I loved how my touch affected her.
“Malcolm.”
The sound of my name off her lips had my nerve endings tingling. I needed to feel her up against me.
Once all the buttons were undone, I held her hand as she carefully stepped out of her dress.
My cell phone went off in my pocket, but I chose to ignore it. It was either Emmit or Janet trying to figure out where we were.
My heart stopped in my chest as I looked at my wife standing before me. She was dressed in a strapless lace bra, a garter belt, and stockings. Topping it all off were the shoes I bought her for the wedding.
“My God. You’re absolutely breathtaking. I’m the luckiest man on earth.”
Her cheeks turned red as she stood before me. Everything about her was perfect.
With a crooked smile, I ran my fingers along her cleavage, down her stomach and made my way between her legs. “You naughty little girl, not wearing any panties to your own wedding.”
Fire danced in her eyes as she sucked in a breath when I cupped her mound. “Please touch me. I’m going to explode if you don’t.”
Pulling my hand away from her, I lifted her up while she wrapped her legs around me. “Tonight, I plan to strip you completely naked and take my time doing it, but for now, I’m going to give you that preview you wanted.”
She wrapped her legs around me tighter as I carried her over to the desk and sat her down. “Spread your legs, baby. I want to taste you.”
Her chest heaved as I dropped to my knees. Pushing two fingers inside of her, I let out a contented sigh. “Oh, Paislie.” I moved my fingers in and out as she grabbed onto my hair and moaned.