Million Miles

Chapter 9

Vanessa

Why the hell am I nervous? Morales is never gonna hurt me. I know he won't.
I muster the little strength I have to turn around so I'm facing him.
His eyes look strange, and he's licking his lips while staring at my boobs.
I subconsciously cross my arms over my chest and I watch in awe as his eyes turn furious

Wow! Arousal and anger mixed in a specimen like Morales could be so hot. Who knew?

I bite my lower lip as I think of all the women who might have graced his bed.
Shaking my head, I dispel of the thought. I don't want to spoil my mood with the thought of my new groom with other women. It's not going to help matters at all...

Coming out of my day dreaming, I sneak a glance at Morales. His eyes are closed and he's clenching the sheets with both hands trying to get some control.

Oh my poor sweet husband!

I take a calming breath, as I close the little space between us. Reaching out with my right hand to rub his day old stubble. I hear his breath catch like he's in pain.
Reflexively, I snatch my hand back afraid I hurt him. But then his breath comes out in sharp bursts, a sign of intense arousal.
He's helping me take things slow. I will help him too.

"Babe, look at me". I whisper, softly in his ear. My nipples rub over his bare chest over my thin cotton lingerie.

"I can't babe, I don't think you're ready for me yet. Let me just get myself under control, I can wait till you're ready". He says, with great difficulty.

Wow! Miles the gentleman? That's new and sweet. Maybe he's cut for this husbandly duties after all.

"Do you think you can get yourself under control when I'm doing this? I ask, rubbing my full length over his, while dropping little sweet kisses all over his face whispering seductively. Or at least I think I'm seducing him( Am I not?)

He groans.
" Babe, please stop. You're killing me here. I will go rough on you if we do this right now. And this is our wedding night, I want to make it special ". He grits out.

" Are you going to hurt me, Morales?". I ask him, Kissing him fully on the lips.

"Never, Babe!". He says, forcefully as if to force me to believe him.

"Then I think doing it with you, Morales is the only special I need. Just don't hurt me. I can't bear pain". I say, a little pout in my voice

He opens his eyes slowly, which have turned red. I can barely recognise him.

"You don't know what that means to me, Babe." He grits out.

I smile, kissing him again, this time I swipe my tongue on his lower lip. I'm shocked that I take in a quick breath when I feel his tongue sliding over mine. Our tongue dances together, fighting for a dominance and I submit a short while later.

He quickly takes control of the kiss. Lying me on the bed on my back, he climbs on top of me positioning himself between my legs all the while his mouth never leaving mine.

"So sweet.... Can't get enough of you, baby". Morales breathes into my mouth, as we kiss fiercely.

I moan, my brain going into overdrive because of the sensory overload.
His hands roam over my body till they land on my breasts squeezing it at the same time he sucks my tongue fully into his mouth.

" Ahhhhh, Miles.... Ummmm....." I moan, helplessly as he continues squeezing and kneading my soft breasts gently adding to the sensations going through my body. They fill nicely in his hands.

"You like that, baby". He asks, a smile in his voice.

He stands, squatting over me still in between my legs as suddenly..... He rips my lingerie in half. I gasp from surprise and also from the wetness that pours out of me from his actions.

Without giving me time to breathe, he goes to town on my breasts sucking with his mouth and rolling the other nipple in his left hand kneading it nicely.

"Your boobs are fucking nice, honey."