I put one foot in front of the other, my dress long enough to let me be barefoot, which was nice since I was four months pregnant.
I was just finishing my first trimester when we ordered the dress, so my baby bump barely showed. I wasn’t trying to hide anything. Getting married on the beach in front of a mansion during a pandemic while four months pregnant was far from the oddest thing about my wonderful new life.
We were unbreakable. We knew that. Still, it was nice to make it official. To declare our love in front of the people we loved most in the world.
***
I knew Max was rich. That was obvious from the house, the cars, and everything else. However, I didn’t know that he was Bond Villain levels of rich with a private island complete with its own, slightly smaller mansion.
I could feel the baby kicking as we went up the walkway, hand in hand, the pavement smooth under my feet. At least until we got nearer the door, at which point Max scooped me up and carried me across the threshold, the door closing behind us.
Kissing me tenderly, he brought me to the master bedroom and laid me out on the massive bed and undressed me slowly. I set about undressing him, too. Taking my time with each layer. Savoring the experience as I went.
I took down his boxer shorts. His rock-hard cock springing at me like a cobra. My mouth watered at the very sight.
“Go ahead,” he said, stroking my cheek. “I know how much you enjoy it.”
Wrapping my hand as far as I could around his shaft, I stroked as I worked his cock into my mouth, slurping and sucking his magnificent member until he blessed me with his sweet load.
“Show me,” he instructed.
I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue to show him I had swallowed every drop.
“Your turn,” he said and grinned.
Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Max slid off my panties, the cool air tickling my pussy. He kissed his way up my thighs then buried his head between my legs. His experienced tongue licked me to ecstasy.
After I came, he wasted no time getting up on the bed and mounting me with unrestrained urgency.
His cock slid into me, and kissing me deeply, he started to move, working inside me with a gentle ebb and flow. He worked every last centimeter of my pussy to its absolute limit.
Sensing when I was about to orgasm, Max stilled, and my inner muscles clamped down, milking him. Both of us basked in the afterglow as he filled me up with a massive load, warming me from the inside, our souls and fates forever connected.
The day I fell for him would be a day I would never forget. Getting on my hands and knees in his office to clean up spilled coffee had changed the path of my life.
I knew exactly what was expected of me, but that didn’t mean I was perfect. I still accidentally on purpose made mistakes because sometimes the punishments were as good as the rewards.
I was happy that it was going to be like this between us forever. That he really was mine and I really was his, always.
I had never been so glad to get a job in my life. Because I never thought my boss would also turn out to be my master and my husband.
THE END
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I tried to relax so I could get to work, but my pussy just wouldn’t settle down. I was still really horny. Such was Adam’s impact on me, which, if anything, boded well for our forthcoming arrangement.
He was there. In my head. Without me even need to try. Tall, strong and confident. A small portion of his legendary body canvas showed on his arms from his elbows down.
Whatever kind of kink he was into, he could clearly take it as well as he could dish it out, even if the rumor that he had done them all himself turned out to be greatly exaggerated, as rumors tended to be. They wouldn’t be nearly so interesting otherwise.
Without really noticing it, my hand made its way down over my belly and into the front of my panties. My pussy was really wet and ached like nobody's business. I was still very sensitive and had to be gentle at first.
I coaxed my fingers up the length of my delicate pussy lips, sending waves of joy rippling through me as I imagined that Adam was down there, celebrating my girlhood with his tongue.
Rolling with it, I imagined him putting a finger inside me. Doing the same myself in real life, I slipped in my middle finger to the third knuckle, keeping the index and the ring fingers stroking my lips at regular intervals. I was full of warmth and love as I imagined him pleasuring me, just hoping the reality might live up to it.
The Adam in my head rose between
