Million Miles

Chapter 8

MILES

I try as hard as I can not to reach for her as she mumbles an excuse to go the adjoining suit to change into more comfortable clothes.

I clench my fingers . When did I get so clingy?

Damn! Miles get a grip on your self!

I watch, teeth grinding together, palm clenched into fists as I watch her white princess gown float around her like a halo.

I head to the master bedroom, at a loss on what to do. I worked all through the way. Choosing to ignore my new bride's pathetic show of anxiety.

Like a virginal bride!
I sneer, in my thoughts. She is anything but a virgin.

I don't even believe virgins exist anymore. I can't wait anymore. I think I've been patient enough, Four months of blue balls is torture even for a man with self control as I.

I'm gonna take my wife today no matter what, even if heaven and hell teams up to stop me. Her show of anxiety is infuriating me.

I change into my sweatpants, forgoing a shirt. I pick my iPad as I try to concentrate on a chess game. Plugging my earpiece on to block the sound of the shower running, I'll be tempted to get in that shower with her if I imagine her naked in that shower one more time.

Twenty minutes later, I'm still waiting for Vanessa, barely concentrating on the screen,but she doesn't show up.

I decide to go check on her, maybe she slipped in the bathroom and broke her neck. I cringe, I'll hate for that to happen on our wedding night. I'll love to f*ck her, so if she wants to die she should wait till I'm done with her. Have my fill at least.

"Vanessa"!.. I call out, there's no sound coming out of the bathroom.

I try the door, its locked!
"Vanessa"!... No sound!

"Open the door,dammit. Or imma break this thing down!"

I wait three more minutes she doesn't reply. I go the bed side and ring for room service.

"Do you have extra keys for the bathroom....? Bring it to me in the next one minute." I don't wait for a reply as I hang up, they better have gotten that. I'm starting to get scared now.

The room has special room service so I don't bother giving the room number.

Less then 45seconds, the door bell sounds as a guy comes into the room. I stretch my hand so he drops the key there, signalling for him to leave. He does so quietly..

I walk over to the door of the bathroom, not bothering to knock again. I insert the key and turn the jam. It opens smoothly..

And......

I think I just had a heart attack! F*ck!

I walk inside the bathroom which is probably bigger than some people's home put together.
Without another word, I grab Vanessa's hand. I take her inside the bedroom stopping just beside the bed.

"Baby.... My voice comes out hoarse and I clear my throat and try again.
" Baby, what the f*ck are you wearing?" Or rather, not wearing. I ask with difficulty.

This Vanessa is the one I've never seen before. Sexy, fiery and beautiful.
"It's my night gown". She says, rather innocently.

I take a deep breath to keep the growl building up inside me.

" Is this for me?" I ask, swallowing hard.

Keeping her head down, she looks up at me through her long dark lashes.
"I just wore it because I want to sleep. I took a hot bath and I'm kinda feeling too warm." She says, sounding out of breath.

"Babe, this is fucking lingerie. Your boobs are practically winking at me".

I'm not much of a vocal person even during sex. So I don't really know where this is coming from. It seems the filter from my brain to mouth is damaged.

I walk towards her slowly. Afraid she's gonna bolt if she sees the intense need for her in my eyes. I keep my head down a little. My hair casting a shadow on my forehead concealing my eyes.

"Babe... I begin.

Suddenly, she blinks, Yawning almost comically. She walks up to the bed and lies down facing me. She draws the cover up her body stopping just below her breasts.

" I'm so sleepy, so tired from today. Good night!"She says, lazily her eyes slowly drifting close.

What? What the hell just happened?

I stand there for what feels like hours but its just seconds.

You must be kidding me, Vanessa.

Walking up to the bed, I plop on the bed directly beside her, facing her back. The king size bed is big enough for more than twenty people to lie comfortably in.

I reach out, pulling her arms forcefully she's facing me. Her mouth falls open in surprise and apprehension. Good!

"Now listen to me carefully, you will kiss me when I kiss you. Moan for me when I f*ck you, and scream my name when you c*me for me! Am I clear?" I say, in my coldest voice ever.
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I'm holding her face up using my finger on her jaw so she doesn't have anywhere else to turn to. She must know not to mess with me as she nods hurriedly. Her eyes glinting from the light of the bed side lamp.
I arranged red rose petals to be brought in and spread on the pure whit sheets and also various red and white fragrant candles were brought in. I wanted to make this special, but what?

My wife takes a bath, wears the most provocative piece of clothing I've ever seen and lies down on the bed that she wants to sleep.

No chance on h*ll that's going to happen!

"Good! .....

Now that I've gotten her attention I don't know what to do. Despite my raging erection I stare into her deep expressive eyes which sucks me in always. And I think I can do this all night, just sit and watch her face.
I'm startled out of my thoughts when I feel, instead of see Vanessa's lips pressing softly unto mine.
When she slowly pulls back, I can only stare at her a little smile playing on my lips.

"Think we should just get this out of the way already?" She mumurs.
I can't really figure out of she's asking or making a statement.

Her words grate on my nerves.
She wants to get our wedding night out of the way? Like it's a dirty business she wants to get done with!

Damn! Well, she's in for a surprise!

I'm gonna make her regret saying that. And she's gonna scream and beg me to f*ck her before the night is over!