Renewing our Vows

Chapter 3: Pre-Honeymoon

The patio doors slam shut behind us as we stumble into the foyer and Alex grabs my waist, spinning me around to face him. His lips crush mine and his hands are everywhere all at once. I'm beginning to lose focus and my desire for him is nearing unbearable.

As his mouth opens, I feel his tongue brush mine and I lean into him, driving him backwards until he hits the wall. I break off breathlessly, looking around for the nearest door while his lips descend on my neck and his hands land on my ass. Finally, I find my target and grab his hand to pull him along with me.

He follows behind, hands on my hips and I open the door to what appears to be a broom closet. I turn around to give him a seductive look, biting my lip and he flashes me a devilish grin. He follows me into the tiny room, shutting the door behind him and turning on the light.

"I wanna see you," he mutters, my mind immediately flashing back to the night of the Winter Carnival when I said that to him.

I smile and grab his face, pulling it down to mine and kiss him with earnest. His hand reaches around to the nape of my neck and he drags the zipper down slowly, pulling one of the sleeves of my dress off. He leans down and kisses a path along the side of my neck and across my shoulder as he slides the material completely off my top half. The dress falls to the ground and he pulls back to stare at me. His eyes blow wide at the sight of me in white lace lingerie.

"How did I get so damn lucky?" he asked looking into my eyes and pulling my hand up to press a soft kiss to my knuckles. I love this about him. Even when we first slept together, it never felt like he just wanted me for my body. He has always made me feel special and loved. He always knows exactly what to say.

"I'm the lucky one," I whisper back, pushing his suit jacket over his shoulders so that it falls to the floor. He smiles at me before reconnecting our lips, his hands resting lightly against the sides of my face. I loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt, pulling the bottom out of his pants.

"By the way, have I told you how unbelievably sexy you look?" I ask breathlessly as he starts to unhook my bra, kissing my neck.

He smiles and rubs his stubbly cheek against my collarbone. He knows how much I love it when he does that. I moan into his hair. "Thank you baby," he says before leaning down to gently bite my nipple.

I cry out, surprised at his sudden action and grind my hips against his, feeling him getting harder by the second. I reach down suddenly to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants, pushing them down as far as is necessary and he spins me around.

He slowly pulls down my panties, letting them drop to the floor and brushes his hand up my back, pushing down gently, encouraging me to bend forward. I place my hands on the wall in front of me and without warning, he thrusts inside me.

I gasp sharply, letting my head fall forward. "Is this okay?" he breathes, holding my hips in place and stilling his movements to let me adjust. "Perfect," I whisper back, glancing over my shoulder at him and pressing my hips back to let him know he should continue.

He pushes back into me, slower this time and I sigh. I love to take my time with him but right now, I just want him to fuck me hard.

"Faster, baby," I moan, flexing my fingers against the wall and snapping my hips back to meet his. Without hesitation, he picks up the pace, one hand digging into my waist and the other reaching up to intertwine our fingers against the wall.

My moans begin to increase in volume and I'm getting closer when we both hear the patio doors open.

The guests have begun to filter in for the reception and we both freeze as we hear the voices getting closer.

He leans down to my ear and whispers, "Should we stop?"

I think about that for a second. Should we?  And then I realize, this could be really fun. I turn my head and smile wickedly at him. "No," I whisper.

He groans low in his throat and bites down on my earlobe. I suppress a moan by biting into my arm.

Suddenly, he pulls out of me and spins me back around. He grabs my thighs and hoists me up as I wrap my legs around his waist. He thrusts into me again, pushing me back against the wall. He picks up the pace, thrusting frantically and groans helplessly into my ear as my nails dig into his back. We try desperately to keep quiet but the pleasure is too much.

As I reach the peak of my orgasm, I squeeze my legs around him and bite into his shoulder to stifle my scream. Luckily the voices had faded as people took their seats in the reception hall. As I rode out the waves of pleasure, I felt Alex come apart beneath me.

"Jesus Norma," he grunted as his thrusts slowed and he tried to catch his breath. He let me down slowly but kept me upright against the wall. He pulled out of me and reached down to grab my underwear and bra, handing them to me.

He bent down to pull on his boxers and pants as I slid my panties into place. When he finished buckling his belt, he stopped me just as I was about to put on my bra. "Wait, let me," he said, taking it from my hands and placing my arms through the straps, pulling the cups into place. He reached around to clasp it and leaned down to kiss the top of each breast. "Perfect," he said before kissing the tip of my nose.

When he pulled back, I stared at him in wonder. This was such a sweet and simple gesture, yet it showed so much love.

"Thank you," I whispered before kissing his lips lightly.

"You're welcome. Now we should hurry before they realize we're gone!" he said, buttoning his shirt and straightening his tie. I pulled my dress back on and spun around asking him to zip it for me.

He complied eagerly and I turned back around to help him with his tie. He pulled on his jacket and ran his hands through his hair.

"How do I look?" I asked.

"Absolutely breathtaking," he said back simply. He reached out to tuck a loose lock of hair back into my up-do.

"Thank you. Now we should get going," I said, taking his hand. "Let's do this," he sighed, kissing the top of my head and turning the knob.