Wedding Night(SMUT)
You had been confident the whole day, dressed in the wedding gown of your dreams with the perfect man becoming your husband. It was amazing and unbelievable at the same time to think that you were now a married woman. You had been waiting for this moment for so long and yet here you stood in the hotel bathroom shaking live a leaf in the lacy bra and underwear set your friend had made you buy.
"You can do this, it's only Jackson," you said to yourself, smoothing down your hair with your hands.
Reaching for the handle of the bathroom, you took a deep breath before pulling it open. Jackson, still in his tux looked over then his smile changing quickly into a wicked smirk. Your stomach fluttered as Jackson slowly got up, his body moving easily to you.
"And what is this?" Jackson said, his eyes glowing brighter as they drank in your form. "Is my innocent wife trying to seduce me?"
Though you had planned on taking control and confidently present yourself, that plan had gone out the window the second you opened the door. But you couldn't help the blush that reddened your cheeks or the nervous twisting of your hands. Even if he was your husband now, you couldn't stop the thought of not being satisfying enough for him from entering your mind.
Jackson must have sensed the change in you as he placed both hands on your cheeks and tilted your head so that he could look into your eyes. You felt the familiar feeling of tears prickle at the back of your eyes but was determined to not cry on your wedding night.
"_____, what's wrong?" Jackson asked softly.
"Nothing," you shrugged, forcing a smile onto your lips.
Though Jackson wasn't convinced in the slightest, you didn't give him the chance to question you as you pressed your lips against his. Jackson's warm hands instinctively went to your hips, his thumbs rubbing circles against our smooth skin. Suddenly finding yourself with your legs wrapped around Jackson's hips, you ended the kiss with a loud breath as you tried to breath, your skin heating. Jackson found another way to occupy his lips as he trailed them down your neck and gently set you on top of the bed so that he could run his hands over you. Impatiently, you pawed at Jackson's clothes until he was left in only his boxers as he pressed against you, his bulge kneading against you.
Your thoughts consisted of only Jackson as he peppered kisses between your breasts before making his way slowly back to your mouth before his hands reached for the clasp of your bra. Your skin grew hotter as Jackson pulled back to watch as your breasts bounced out, your firm mounds topped with a harden nipple. A sound between a rumble and a groan made its way out of Jackson's mouth as he took your breast into his hot mouth, switching of sucking to licking, his hand gently teasing your other. One of your hands found its way in Jackson's hair while your other hand ghosted across the smooth skin of his back as you arched against him, a choked moan bubbling up your throat. Your heart rate increased as Jackson's hand trialed down your thigh and dipped into the inside of your leg before gliding closer to your clothed core. You knew you wanted it, god how much you wanted him, but the fears came back as Jackson eased your laced underwear down your leg.
"Jackson, wait." You called out, wiggling beneath your husband's hold.
Jackson's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he pulled away and looked down at your flushed cheeks, your heavy breathing distracting him as he briefly glanced at your huffing breasts. "What is it?"
"Jackson, I don't know-," you took a deep breath, "I don't know if I'll be good enough. I'm not-" Your voice had started to get harder to speak as your voice began to pitch.
Jackson's body pulled away almost completely as he smiled down at you, his eyes soft. "_____, are you scared? It's okay to be scared on your first time."
"I'm not scared," you answered, your voice slightly wobbly. "I just don't want to disappoint you and-"Jackson cut you off with a rough kiss accompanied by a rather harsh squeeze of your breast. "You'll never disappoint me." He growled, his eyes almost black as he stared heatedly down at you.
You gasped at the sudden intrusion of a finger as it curled within you, Jackson's lips sealed to yours. Slowly, Jackson began to pump his hand into you as he eased a second finger. Soon, your worries were gone as Jackson kissed his way down your body, staying a fraction longer to kiss each of your breasts before dipping lower. So caught up in the pumping of Jackson's fingers, you jolted as Jackson's cool breath blew across your most private part.
"Jackson, what are you-" your question ended abruptly as a pleasured yelp left your lips as Jackson's tongue ran between your lower folds, lapping tenderly against you. You felt the unfamiliar tightening, like a spring ready to be released. It became almost uncomfortable as you wiggled and squirmed, Jackson's hand keeping your hips in place while he increased the tempo, pumping faster while his tongue continued to flick against your clitoris. It was like a wave of white as you screamed your release, your hands fisted against the bed and your back arching.
You felt empty as Jackson's fingers retreated. With a hooded gaze, you watched as Jackson lapped at his fingers before crawling back up your body.
"You okay?" He breathed, his body resting on his elbows as he hovered above you, sprinkling light kisses to your face wherever he could.
You could only nod as you tried to catch your breath. Once you were calmed down a bit, Jackson gently spread your legs again.
"_____, are you ready?"
You weren't sure if you were but you knew that it was something you wanted. SO, taking a deep breath, you nodded your head. Jackson reached down between your bodies to adjust himself so that he was at your entrance. You weren't sure if the shiver that passed through you was from fear or just from the touch of Jackson.
"I'm sorry," Jackson whispered before crashing his lips to yours and slowly rolling his hips into you.
Jackson swallowed your whimpers as your hymen broke, your body straining against his length as he slowly entered your body. Your fingernails left half-moons on his shoulder and your eyes squeezed tight
"You need to relax, baby. That's it," Jackson murmured against your lips, his arms shaking as he fought to stay in control.
Carefully, you forced your hips to rock against Jackson, enticing a low groan as Jackson dropped his head against your shoulder.
"_____, please don't do that. I'm trying to-" Jackson's voice was choked but you were quick to roc your hips against his again.
It wasn't as uncomfortable as it was before and you were starting to feel the tendrils of something more pleasurable than anything you have experienced. You shifted again, moaning as you went. You could feel Jackson's length harden more at the sound of your pleasure and knowing that it was him that was bringing it about. Jackson snapped his hips forward into you, his mouth mumbling sweet nothings into your ear as he went.
"_____, baby, I love you," he repeated over and over as he gently and slowly slid in and out of you.
It wasn't enough anymore as you found the need to quicken the pace, your hips speeding up as you begged him to go faster. Complying with your breathless demand, Jackson pulled back onto his hands and guided your leg to rest on his shoulder before plunging back harder into you. Your back arched as you felt him go deeper and you let out a loud moan.
You were aware of the coil that was building inside you as the temp once again increased. Reaching your hand up to run down the glistening stomach of your husband, you made eye contact with the one man you loved. You felt yourself cry as Jackson's eyes focused solely on your own, possessing nothing but love and complete trust as he did. He reached down to wipe at your tears, confused.
"I love you Jackson," you whispered huskily before thrown into another orgasm, back arched and lungs screaming his name.
Jackson continued to pump into your quivering form as you tightened around him, making it harder to pull out and push in. As you road out your orgasm you felt the warm sperm squirt deep within you as Jackson panted your name before falling beside you, his chest heaving and his arms reaching for you. You could barely keep your eyes open as you laid against Jackson, your breasts pressed against his form as he draped a blanket over the both of you before burrowing his head in your neck.
"I love you so much," Jackson whispered, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.
