I wore the translucent black gloves sliding them above to my elbows, as Ambar walked into the dressing room, in his royal blue velvet tux with black lapels.
I wore a black dress, with flutter sleeves falling down to the distal part of my forearm. My bodice hugged my upper body as the corset elevated my chest. The dress was long, and slender with an additional attachment of a trail and fluffy sides over the tight fitting dress around my waist for this event. The front was covered with small black pearls in a design just where the cups of my breast ended, and my corset began.
I curled my hair and kept my make up simple and shades of nude and light brown.
"I have to attach the trail and half-skirt thing over this, and then we can..." I was saying as I felt his hands around my waist and his lips on my neck.
"Ahhh....OOhhhh..." I moaned as he whispered.
"I fuckin love you." He said opening a zip from the side and pushing the dress down from the top as he looked at my naked aureoles in the mirror infront of us.
"Mine... Just mine." His cold hands fisting hard as I whimper.
"Ambar..." I moan as his lips suckle on my neck.
"Hmm..." he says lifting my dress from down, slowly to slip his hands inside my thong.
"Ooooo..." I moan losing the little control he had as his fingers brush against my clit. The dress was now accumulated around my waist, as I looked at myself in the mirror, naked from top and bottom.
"I want you right now." He said opening his trousers and sliding them down as he tore my thong apart.
"Can I..." He said tugging my hair backwards as I nod.
"Say it..." he says biting below my collar bone.
"Ahh.... Take me." I say as he smiles and I feel him keep a hand on the back of my neck and push me down. My front touches the cold hard marble of the dressing room as I feel him fill in.
"Yesssss..." I moan as his hand strikes my posterior in a hard spank that makes me shiver. I could feel his gaze on me, from the mirror infront of us.
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"I need new panties." I say as a matter of fact as we cleaned up.
"Or you can go commando." He says with a wink as he walks out to select his watch.
"You've changed." I say as he chuckles.
"I intend to." He says as I decide to skip panties and attach the half skirt and trail to my dress from sides and the back. He helps me out, as I slip into my heels.
"We're taking Daisy." He says as I lock the door. We had found a sitter for Pluto until tomorrow evening.
"But we didn't bring it..." I was saying as I turn to look at the beautiful yellow mustang.
"Seriously? We have a wrangler and a police allotted vehicle?" I say amused.
"I missed her." He says as I shake my head and smile as he opens the car door for me.
"Milady..." he says taking my gloved hand, and planted a kiss on the back.
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We reached the Majestic Palace, and it stood in all its five storey glory, made of white marble and ancient architecture with beautiful roman balconies and African blackwood doors and windows.
We walked up a staircase with a red carpet laid out, guiding us through the foyer and entered a giant hall. We greeted Senior Mr. and Mrs. Sandhu and met some people from around the town, some politicians, some police officers and even saw a few film celebrities.
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The perfect groom ||
General FictionRehaan Deol or as his parents still call him "Chetan", the boy who changed his name for the love of a woman. The woman who left his heart shattered in pieces. He says he is ready to marry Ishleen and give love a chance while his sister-in-law, Sama...
