The droplets of his sweat were hitting her skin as he was learned over her. The dampness of his curtains rubbing against her face as his tongue explored hers. This was the second time they'd fucked this morning, from the moment they opened their eyes they'd struggled to keep their hands off each other, rubbing their thumbs over each other's rings still in their just married bubble. 'Do we have to leave this room?' Soph asks running her hand over the light covering of hair on his chest as she catches her breath.
'I don't think we can skip the dinner, we're gonna have to be up and ready by then' they were on day 3 of their 4 day celebration and today included another sit down dinner with all their wedding guests, a reflection meal as Soph kept explaining it to jack. All in all he was just happy he was getting a Sunday roast.
Soph straddles him pinning his hands down 'how fast can you get ready?' She asks as she starts trailing kisses along his collar
'10 minutes, I can look decent enough in 10' he rolls her onto her back as he mimics sophs actions 'what about you how fast?'
She bites her lip '15, I can look decent in 15'
He smirks at her as his hand trails down to her pubic bone, he watches her gasp with anticipation 'again?'
She nods 'again!'
________________________________As they finally emerge out of their room joining the party, everyone applauds their appearance.
'Waheyyy top shaggers' Phil shouts above everyones clapping causing the rest of lads to join in with a few oi ois, Ellie shaking her head at him and he sits down like a naughty child to continue clapping along with everyone else.The tables were laid out in to long rows today, everyone sitting where they liked. Jack headed over to his mum who was buttering bread from the side dish for mae. 'Here's my baby girl' he says leaning forward kissing maes head then kissed the top of his mums too.
'Eee don't you be buttering me up for another night of baby sitting jack peter grealish' he's stood over Bennett's pram stroking his cheek as he slept 'don't you dare wake him up either!' She gives him a stern look as he flashes her a mischievous grin.
The meal was so relaxed everyone sharing videos and photos of last night, jack getting all the lads to send their footage to the group chat so he could look through them later with Soph.
They had some music playing in the background, a nice mixture of classics from 70s to current music, everyone having a sing a long as the sun began to set.
'Fancy a little stroll on the beach before we head back up?' He whispers to Soph tucking her hair back behind her ears.
He asks his mum to keep an eye on the kids before they head down the terrace steps and on to the beach. The tide was far out but hastily making its way in as Soph closes her eyes listening to the waves. 'It's been good ain't it?' He whispers into her hair as he nestles her in close as they continue walking away from the venue
'It's been perfect, you've made it perfect' she stops to face him, biting her lip at the sight of his loose hair and pouty lips. She takes a fist full of his shirt as she pulls him close, his lips on hers kissing each other hungrily.
Jack brakes the kiss looking back at the venue and then back along the stretch of beach as he gets his bearings. 'Down ere' he says tugging her hand to follow him towards the rocks. 'you look fit tonight Soph' he locks his hands into hers as he leans back against the cove pulling her into him, and their lips meet again.
As their kisses deepen jacks hands work their way under her dress grabbing her arse cheeks, spreading them as his fingers dig into her flesh. She moans into his mouth as her own hands search for his trouser fastening.
They were reckless, if not fearless as sophs dress was now round her waist and jacks trouser pulled down resting on the thickens of his calves as he takes her over the rocks. His cock sliding in and out of her as the sun finally sets behind them. He reaches around rubbing her clit knowing she was close, Soph responding by reaching under and cupping his balls.
They both moaned loudly as the came, calling each other's names as the orgasms crashed over them, Jack filling Soph watching it dip out of her as he pulls out. 'Again' she demands tugging back on his shirt needy for his intimacy as she's still sprawled over the rocks. He smirks at her before darting two fingers into her pussy, his cum still fresh down her legs. He swiped his thumb against it before rubbing it over her clit. He felt her tighten around his fingers instantly.
He leans forward freeing her breast from her dress, taking her nipple in his mouth. He lightly grazes his teeth over it as her back arches, her body rocking against his hand. 'Don't stop Jack' she moans loudly as her hands find his hair, the feeling of his moans vibrating against her nipple sending her over the edge. He presses at her walls as they contact, watching her as she unravels in front of him from his touch.
She was utter perfection to him, and he'd take her again right there if it wasn't for the tide that was now lapping over his feet 'we need to go Soph' he demands as he watches her relax in after glow of her orgasm. 'Soph the tide!' He shouts loud now in panic as he realises how far it's actually come in.
Soph pulls her self together sharpish as she looks down at the sea, which is now around jacks calves as he finishes buttoning up his trousers 'come ere' he waves as he lifts her over his shoulder, she grabs their shoes they'd place next to them and jack starts paddling through the waves back to the venue. He knew they weren't far away but it was also getting dark, the beach mostly lit up by moon light.
'Are we close?' She shout from over his shoulder as he still carries her in a partial fireman's lift, the seas now passed jacks knees and it's starting to get a little harder to walk. But he can see the light of the venue so he knows they're not far.
He pats her bum 'not far, just hold on to my shoes yeah' Soph laughs as she's bundling both their shoes in her arms. There now about a minutes walk from the venue and Jack hears John shouting him from the steps, he looks towards John misplacing his footing and jolts forward submerging both him and Soph in the sea. As they both stand, she holds out jacks shoes tipping the water out for him to see sending both of them into fits of giggles as they make their way back up the venue stairs.
'Where the fuck have you been, we've been worried sick!' John shouts as they approach him
Jack and Soph exchanging a smirk before Phil shouts from behind John 'told you, top shaggers these two!'

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أدب الهواةNew mum Soph goes back to work as a hairdresser only for a new client to be mr jack grealish.