SANEMS POV: I love watching my handsome husband drive. It's so sexy. His profile makes him look like a Greek God. His long tanned fingers grip the steering wheel. He's confident and in control. I'm suddenly feeling very hot.
I stretch out. My hands push my skirt out the way...I need some cool air between my legs! He's been eating me with his eyes all day giving me those intense looks...he's doing it again!
Be a good girl he says licking his lips!! He keeps glancing at my legs. Oh God! I want to come. Right now...in the car!
"I used to be a good girl...it was you who the turned me bad!"
He reaches out...but his hand just travels to my hair. He smoothes his palm down from the top of my head to the curled ends and then he picks up a silky wave and runs it through his forefinger and thumb.
"You're still a good girl...I haven't had my wicked way with you...Yet!"
He's dressed in black and I can't help but think that I'm dancing with the Devil tonight! I'm a mixture of nervous and excited. I hold my stomach and try to calm the birds that feel like they are beating their wings inside of me.
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He doesn't help when he grins at me and rubs his mouth with his forefinger. I can't even begin to imagine what's going through his head.
He turns back and concentrates on the road and we turn off....up a twisty trail. Almost into a forest and up a slope. The smell is lovely. Fresh, pine, woody. We pull up to a large wooden gate. Can's window rolls down and he pushes some numbers on a panel. The gates open for us and we drive through. More trees but up a driveway now.
There's a beautiful house, glass fronted and it's lit up for us.
Can helps me from the car. Taking my hand I'm whisked through numerous expensively decorated rooms... Can doesn't speak and I follow behind...holding up my dress.
Then I'm in a bedroom. The light is softer here and I can see a large bed with cream satin sheets!
Can is going back for the cases.
"Don't take anything off...I'll be as quick as I can." He literally runs!
I open large sliding doors and walk out onto a beautiful veranda.
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There's chairs and a table, perfect for breakfast in the morning. The view at eye level is just of the night sky. The stars are bright tonight. There are no other buildings around and I can just see dark treetops. I look down at manicured lawns, garden lights and sprinklers and a pool...also lit up. The air is still warm and the organza curtains billow out around me.
I've got a small purse with me...so I head for the ensuite and check myself out in the mirror. Just a little touch up of make up and lip salve...and a spray of perfume.
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My cheeks are flushed and my heart is racing. My feet hurt in my high heels but I do as he says. The flowers in my hair need to come out so I begin to un pick them.
"I said...Don't take anything off!" His voice is slow and deep behind me. I try to swallow.
He takes my hand and leads me out of the bathroom. He turns me and we are facing each other. His fingertips run from my wrists up my forearms and across my neck. They make their way back down to between my breasts and rub the swell of my exposed flesh. My skin is tingling and the little birds take flight in my stomach again. Dipping and rolling.
His thumbs hook under the straps at my shoulders and he pulls them down. Then his mouth is where his hands have been and I'm totally lost in the feel of his soft lips... My zipper gives way and my beautiful wedding dress falls down my arms. I lift up my elbows and my hands come up. The dress folds down around my hips.
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I'm arching into him, my back arched and my fingers gripping his head. His hair was in his usual bun. Tendrils at the front are loose and I pull the band out that holds it all in place. Thick chestnut and black waves fall into my hands. He looks up at me. His eyes are wild and his lips are wet. I'm the sweet virgin being ravished by a wild beast...but I'm not complaining...one little bit!
"I want your smell and sweat all over me!" It's like a growl. I push myself against him and our mouths meet hungrily... Moving together our tongues twist and caress. Helped by Cans hands, my dress fall to the floor. I'm standing in just my cream lace G string and my high heel Nude shoes.
Can is still fully dressed. My nipples rub up against the buttons of his waistcoat. My skin is so hot and I can feel the breeze on my back. His fingertips run along my spine, up and down giving me goosebumps.
