The next couple days were a blur really. Oliver and I had gotten to know each other, and I must admit- the sexual tension between us was only increasing as the days went on.
It was the big day, finally, the wedding. Mother and I were in a room within the venue, getting dressed.
"Oh, my precious baby! You're about to get married, how do you feel?" She asked
I smiled shyly, "Feeling good, mother. Oliver is a really nice guy"
The next couple hours were a bit boring to be honest. I walked down the aisle, mother cried, Oliver's parents just stared me down and we said our I do's.
The wedding was perfect however, all the white and red roses made the room so beautiful.
"You look rather gorgeous" My new husband said to me once we entered the limo.
He hadn't taken his eyes off me since I walked down that aisle, and I could tell he was undressing me with his eyes.
"Thank you, dear." I responded
We rode in silence until Oliver took a quick glance at me and called out to our driver
"Sir, can you take us home, actually? The Princess is awfully tired and she rather get some rest than spend hours at a reception."
I looked at him with wide eyes
"Oliver, our parents will be extremely upset when we don't show up to our own reception" I warned
He looked at me and licked his lips, unbuckling my seatbelt and instructing me to lay across the seats.
"Put your leg up" He demanded
I did as told, and the next thing I felt was his head underneath my dress an in between my legs.
I covered my mouth so the driver wouldn't hear my high pitched moans.
Oliver's mouth left my area and was soon replaced by his fingers. I couldn't help but yelp once I was met by the feeling of immediate satisfaction.
"Is everything okay back there, Princess?" The driver asked
I couldn't answer, I was already losing my breath and Oliver seemed to love the sight of me melting at his touch.
"She's fine, keep driving" Oliver instructed
The ride to our new home was a short one, and I wondered why we would go there when none of our furniture had arrived yet.
Oliver pulled down my dress and helped me out the car, our security pulled up behind us and followed.
My legs were wobbling, and I could hear quiet whispered coming from our security guards.
"Oliver, our bed doesn't get here until tomorrow morning- we were supposed to stay at your parent's place for the night" I reminded him
"And have them ruin our wedding night? Of course not. And besides, we should christen our new home- right?"
I nodded eagerly, forcing my husband to laugh.
One of our guards opened the door for us and we stepped him, thanking him and closing the door back.
I didn't even have time to look around, as I was suddenly picked up and being held by Oliver. I wrapped my legs around him as we began passionately kissing.
I almost felt bad for doing all sorts of dirty things on the floor that day.....not that bad though.
We celebrated our marriage for hours upon hours that night.
Our parents called us numerous times, not getting a call back until the next morning.
It was so perfect, Oliver was perfect.
I wouldn't need a divorce after all.
That wedding night was only the beginning of our love story.
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