The Gray Brothers Wedding ✔️ (Wattpad version)

Paradise

We arrived at the beach house in Myrtle Beach, Virginia. Grammy gave Nash the keys to it, and we had it for seven days. We got out of the car, and Nash picked me up, carrying me over the threshold, taking me upstairs.

He carried me into a room and set me down. After kissing him, I retreated to the bathroom to change. It took time to get out of my dress, but once I did, I promptly turned into the outfit that the women packed for me, skimpy lingerie.

I walked out to find him only in his boxers. I don't know why I was so nervous, considering this was Nash, and we already had sex. I guess now that we didn't have to hide the fact we're married made everything seem surreal.

I walked over to him, and he placed his arms around me, engulfing me as he captured my lips. When he pulled back, we were trying to catch our breaths, and I could feel the lust blazing in his eyes. It made my body heat.

Things started to get intense between us as he took control and started to roam my body with his lips and hands until the lingerie was on the floor.

"Much better, I prefer this look over all others," he said in a husky voice, making my cheeks heat.

Then he dropped his boxers before picking me up and carrying me to the bed. I wanted him more than anything right now. My body was craving him, his touch, his kisses, his whole being.

The minute he slid inside, I let out a groan as he started thrusting inside of me. Things got so intense between us that he picked up the pace until I screamed in pleasure, and he released with a loud groan.

We stopped to catch our breaths as he looked into my eyes. "God, I love you so much."

I couldn't help but smile like a fool. There was something about being with your husband that differed entirely from just being with a boyfriend.

"Shall we go again?" It was a question that slipped his lips quickly and effortlessly.

"We can go all night long," I purred, causing him to take me repeatedly until we both collapsed into a peaceful slumber.

I had a feeling the entire time we were here; we would spend a lot of time in the bedroom, naked. That was fine by me, at least we have privacy.

I woke up the next morning to find Nash has gone and the shower running. I sat up, wiping the sleep from my eyes. A few minutes later, the shower turned off and out walked Nash in just a towel wrapped around his waist with him drying his hair with another cloth.

"Good morning, wife," he greeted me with a smile.

I don't know what it was, but just hearing him say that was a turn on or the fact he was only in a towel with water dripping down his naked torso.

"Morning, husband," I grinned.

He walked over to me and kissed me. Since last night was terrific, I returned the favor. I reached for the towel and pulled it from him. Then I leaned forward, placing my mouth on him.

He let out a low groan. Then I went to work, letting my tongue slide all over, then I glanced up. His head was lull back as he enjoyed the pleasure I was giving him. He enjoyed it so much that he placed his hands in my hair, guiding me.

After a few minutes, I tasted it. The saltiness that invaded my mouth as Nash groaned, knowing he just had his release. I swallowed and pulled away, looking up at him. His head snapped down.

"Where the hell did you learn to do that?" He questioned me.

"Kat gave me a few pointers," I giggled.