The Guy I Met In College (COMPLETE)

The wedding pt. 2

"It's beautiful Naa?" Aman asks as we sway slowly to the music.
"Haan," I smile keeping my eyes shut. We've been this way for the past 5 minutes and I'm loving every second. Just the two of us in our own little world. I lift my head from his chest and look at him smiling. He smiles back showing those dimples that helped me fall so madly in love with him.
"Our ride will be here soon baby," he says continuing to sway with me to the music. I smile feeling excitement and nervousness that we are going somewhere super secretive.
"Lovers! We get it you're finally married but pay attention to your guests!" Aisha says coming over to us slightly drunk. I laugh and we pull back from each other looking around at everyone who was watching us dance. The food was amazing and the speeches made me cry... again. My favorite part was cutting the cake. Aman and I smashed it into each other's faces like kids but it was fun and he looked so happy. After that we danced with everyone and it too was also fun. The music was amazing and I loved seeing everyone so happy and lively including my parents.
"Aman?" A voice calls out and we turn to see a woman there, not to older then us with a smile on.
"Your car awaits you," she smiles and bows her head before walking off.
"It's time baby girl," Aman says looking at me with a sparkle in his eyes. I smile and as soon as we start heading towards the exit, everyone follows behind us. I link my arm with Aman as we walk feeling more than happy that we are now husband and wife. Finally, we reach he front exit of headquarters where a white limo waits for us. I smile excitedly looking at Aman who smiles back. We walk to the car as everyone stays behind but crowds the front of headquarters. When we reach the car, the driver opens the door for us and we look back to headquarters one last time. Everyone is waving, clapping and smiling at us. I catch a glimpse of my parents who are both in tears making me smile sadly. I look to Aman and then back to everyone waving back. I turn and slide into the limo first, and Aman second. The door shuts and I grab Aman's hand entwining our fingers together.
"Ready to start our life together?" He says calmly and lovingly.
"I'm ready," I say resting my head on his shoulder. He kisses my forehead as the car starts and we leave headquarters. We are headed to our unknown destination and I couldn't be more excited and nervous. We drive for about 30 minutes until we are in a area secluded from everything and everyone, I see cherry blossom trees leading to a house. A heavily guarded one, with guards everywhere armed and ready for anything. The car stops and we wait for the driver to open the doors. As soon as the doors open we clamber out of the car and I look down. More rose petals leading a pathway for us to follow. I look at Aman who is smiling sneakily at me. Keeping our hands entwined we follow the rose petals to the inside of the house. It is empty. I look at Aman and he smiles.
"This, this is our home Priya," he says looking around at the very few fixtures and keeping his gaze somewhat on the rose petals.
"Oh Aman," I say feeling tears building in my eyes. He pulls me in by the waist and uses his thumbs to wipe away the tears that have fallen. He then kisses me passionately while never letting me go. I kiss him back with as much passion while holding him close to me. He pulls back from our kiss but my body was craving more. I push that to the back of my mind as he entwined our hands together.
"Challo," he says smiling and we follow the rose petals to the stairs.

(This part coming up will involve sexual content, so if you do not want to read it, look for these *** and then you can start reading again)

We walk up to our bedroom hand in hand and I listen to the sound of all my ankle jewelry clinking with every step. Aman smiles at me before opening our bedroom door and leading us into the room. There is a bed with silk see through curtains hanging from the sides. A dresser, and a door most likely leading to a bathroom. I walk over to the dresser, sitting down on the chair smiling and start to take all my jewelry off. As I'm about to take off my necklace Aman places his hands on my shoulders making me stop all movement.
"Stand up," he whispers and I slowly stand up from the seat. He turns me around and wraps his arm around my waist. I look into his eyes and they are clouded with an emotion I can't quite pin point.
"I need you Priya," he whispers leaning down and kissing me above my necklace. I shudder in pleasure as he kisses me carefully.
"I want you so bad," he says biting down softly on my skin marking me as his. I wrap my hands around his torso and a soft moan slips from my lips as Aman kisses all the way up to my jaw.
"I'm ready..." I breath out and his grip around my waist tightens as he tries to control himself.
"Are you sure?" He asks pulling away and looking me dead in the eyes. His eyes are fully clouded with lust and I know how much he needs and wants me. I bring his head to mine and kiss him like there is no tomorrow. He groans against my lips as I move my hands to his bow pulling it off. I'm ready to go all the way with Aman. I'm ready to show him how much I love him. After a few minutes of never breaking our kiss and undressing each other slowly, we were finally left in the last pieces of clothing on our bodies which was our undergarments. I can feel the affect I have on Aman as his member pokes my lower area. I snap my neck back and let a moan escape my lips. Aman takes this free opportunity to attack my neck with kisses. Passionate kisses, most likely leaving more love marks on my skin. His hands move up my back and stop when they reach my bra. I'm so scared yet I'm so excited for this. I want this. Aman has been slow with me and didn't take my honor before marriage. Just by doing that he has showed me just how much he loves me. I feel Aman start to push me backward and I willingly move with him feeling excited for whats about to happen. I feel the silk brush along my back sending shivers through my body and I know now that this is happening. I'm going to make love to the man I love. Aman moves the curtain and I fall backwards onto the bed as a small smile reaches Aman's lips. I re-adjust myself as he clambers onto the bed. I look above me at the headboard of the bed for a quick second, but Aman moves my chin to look at him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks hesitantly. There is a spark on concern in his eyes and I smile leaning up and placing a kiss on his lips. As I pull away he still looks concerned.
"I'm sure Aman," I whisper. It's like he is scared of something all of the sudden... but of what I don't know. He nods his head nervously and leans down placing a kiss on my neck. He moves slowly and kisses a spot that makes a moan escape from my lips. He lifts his head up and presses his lips roughly against mine. I move my hands up and around his neck trying to close the gap between us. He pulls away and moves back slightly. He pulls me up and lets his hands go behind my back. I feel the hook of my bra fall lose and I know that there's no going back. I've never been confident with my body so the second I had nothing covering my chest, my hands went to cover myself. But Aman didn't let me.
"Don't you ever hide yourself from me, your beautiful," he says huskily. He lays me back and stroked my cheek with his hand and suddenly crashed his lips on mine. God, his lips are so warm and gentle. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back as gentle as he does. With his other hand he rubbed my thighs up and down slowly making me shiver from his touch. He bit my bottom lip lightly and I opened my mouth for for him, the moment our tongues touched, I moaned with pleasure. Our tongues fought for dominance but he won and explored every inch of my mouth. His hand started to pull my panties down and I tensed slightly. He moved back a little and I allowed him to take them off. He then lifted me slightly pulling the cover from under me and covered us. He leaned back down to me but hesitated for a second.
"I... I don't want to hurt you," he confesses.
"You won't, I want this and you want this," I say lifting my hand up to his cheek and smiling faintly.
"Do you trust me?" He asks with lust starting to cloud his eyes again.
"I trust you."
With that he needs to hear nothing more. I snap my neck back inhaling sharply as Aman takes off his boxers and lines himself up with me. His breathing becoming uneven as I cling onto his shoulder, my fingers roaming all over his back, clawing at the fresh scars as he pushes into me. I winced and felt tears pricking the back of my eyes. He slowly pushed the rest of himself inside me and I let out a cry feeling my virginity slip away. Aman's breathing was uneven and I knew he was trying to calm himself and be  careful not to hurt me. He started to move slowly and tears rolled down my cheeks, but Aman leaned down and kissed them away.
"Shhh... it's okay, it's okay," he cooed softly. I relaxed a bit and suddenly the pain was replaced with the pleasure, I started to moan as he slowly picked up a steady pace while kissing my neck. I wrapped my legs around him trying to get him closer, to get all of him, this made him groan like crazy. Next thing I know, I'm gasping for air, chanting his name over and over, and he does the same to mine. We're melting, entangling, colliding like we can't get close enough to each other. It seems like all this time spent with each other and holding back our wants has finally dawned on us and now we're gasping for each other needing, wanting.

To feel.

To love.

Small beads of sweat coat our skin as we familiarize ourselves with each other. Aman and I mold together, clumsy, uncoordinated, but passionate and hard. I reach forward to kiss him but my lips fall open in an 'o' shape as he picks up his pace faster. Once again his mouth claimed mine and in that moment I couldn't hold back anymore. My hips bucked forward, meeting his thrusts, screaming his name and gasping I felt myself release on his member closing my eyes and seeing spots. Aman followed quickly, grunting my name and he cursed sharply as his movements became slightly sloppy. He groaned in my neck and when we were both done riding our orgasm he pulled out of me. **** We both panted out loud and laid pulling the duvet over us. Aman grabbed my hand and kissed my palm as he said,
"I love you Priya Elizabeth Mathur."
I smiled at the sound my new last name and caught my breath before I turned on my side wrapping an arm over Aman's stomach and laying my head on his chest. I closed my eyes feeling happiness, and love course through me as I felt Aman's arms warp around me pulling me closer to him as I said,
"I love you too Aman Mathur."