"Can we leave?" I whispered, knowing fully well that he could hear me. The anticipation was killing me.
He smirked at me. "Why so impatient Mrs. Black?"
I scowled. I took his hand and rubbed circles on his palm. We were at the table, waiting for dessert. We had changed for the reception. I was wearing a golden-pink satin dress, which stopped four inches above my knee. The pink satin flowed to my feet, a split on the side.
Very slowly, I moves our hands to the crotch of his pants. I just touched him and he froze. He gave me a reprimanding look, which I ignored.
"We still have dessert Hanna," he whisper-growled.
"I can be dessert," I murmured and his hand tightened on mine. He got up and I followed lead.
"We should get going," he announced and without waiting for their reply, he dragged me out of the garden. I could hear shouts and cheering behind us, making me blush. We got into the waiting limo. Damien hadn't told me where we were going.
"Are you going to tell me now?" I asked, as he handed me a glass of champagne.
"No. To our life together," he toasted and clinked his glass with mine.
I took a large sip, sudden nervousness flooding through me. I wanted this to be perfect, but somehow I wondered how he was going to so it. Would he be hard and fast like before, or would he take his time and make love to me?
"Hanna?" Damien asked and I gave him a questioning look. "I've been calling you for the last five minutes. What are you thinking about?"
"Where we are going," I lied, feeling a little guilty. He gave me his infamous I-know-a-secret smile. I scowled. About twenty minutes into the ride, the limo stopped.
"We're here." Damien announced. I almost jumped out of the limo to come face to face with a dock. I frowned, then noticed the yacht on the sea. I looked at Damien in amazement.
"Ready?" he asked, grinning. I nodded. We walked towards the yacht, but as soon we were close enough, he picked me up. I squealed and he laughed. I gazed at his face, thanking my stars for this amazing man.
As he carried me into the yacht and into a bedroom, I felt myself become hot. He put me down near the bed and locked the door. He pulled me towards him and kissed my cheek. Then he kissed me and I lost myself in the kiss. I ran my tongue along his lips, gasping when he started to nibble on my lower lip. He moved his lips and I took in a much needed breath.
He placed kissed all the way to my neck, his hand holding my waist. I was glad for that, because I was jelly right now.
"I. Love. You." he whispered, accentuating each word with a kiss on my neck. He slowly removed the zipper and his lips followed course.
I was burning with need. I was burning with passion. I wanted him, I needed him.
"Damien," I moaned as my dress fell to the floor. I was wearing only lace panties inside. He growled at the sight. I stepped out of my heels and he picked my up in his arms, laying me on the king size bed.
He stood at the foot of the bed, staring at me with love and lust in his eyes. He looked into my eyes as he took off his tie.
I was already writhing with need. He saw that and his expression became more carnal. "Play with yourself Hanna," he said.
I looked at him in disbelief. Play with myself? On our first night? But the look in his eyes told me that he was very much serious. I ran my hands along the length of my torso, then back up.
I massaged my breasts, taking my nipples into my hands. I sighed as I pulled on them and rolled them between my fingers. My panties were wet and wanting.
"That's right baby," he encouraged. "Play with them like I would."
I closed my eyes and pulled on my nipples, imagine it to be his warm hands playing with them. I moved my hands down, into my panties. I could feel the wetness and I gasped.
I rubbed my clit in circles and gasped as the sensations passes through me. The thought of him watching me turned me on even more.
"As I slipped my fingers into my pussy, he tore my panties. I opened my eyes and gazed at him. He had a dark look on his face, his eyes diluted with desire.
He watched me and I watched him as I pumped myself with my fingers. When I was close to my orgasm, he pulled my fingers out. I groaned and he smirked at me, before his mouth claimed my pussy.
He was naked, I didn't even realize. His tongue fucked me and his hands held my hips in place. I moaned loudly as his lips found their way to my clit. My hips bucked off the bed.
He bit on my pussy lips lightly, and I instantly came. I screamed out my orgasm and his tongue lapped up my juices.
He came up and looked at me, grinning like a Cheshire cat. I smiled at him as he claimed my lips. I could taste myself on his tongue, and I moaned.
"You’re so fucking beautiful," he said and I raised my eyebrows. He smirked at me, knowing what I was referring to. "Cusses from that beautiful mouth don't sound good, bunny."
I didn't argue. He took one nipple in his mouth and I moaned. He played with the other one.
"Damien...please..." I moaned.
"Relax baby," he whispered. His tongue flicked my nipple, his teeth grazing it. I moaned and my back arched off the bed, offering him more of my breast.
He switched to the other nipple, devouring it. He sucked on it, and played with it. He finally let it go with a pop and bit lightly on it.
"Please..." I whimpered with need.
He moved to kiss my navel, his tongue fucking my belly button. I gasped.
"I need you," I whispered and his eyes met mine. He got off me and reached for his pants. He took out a foil packet and I shook my head. He frowned.
"I got on the pill," I said. "I want to feel you. Skin to skin."
He didn't waste any time. He slid into me at a very slow pace and I moaned. I raised my hips, asking for more.
"Let me love you Hanna," he murmured, as he slid out of me. I met him for every slow thrust, enjoying the feel of him against me. His eyes were locked with mine.
He moved slowly, treasuring the feel. I could feel myself building, slowly and deliciously.
"Come for me Hanna," Damien growled, when he felt me holding back. I screamed his name as I came and after three thrusts he followed. He bit my neck, making me cum again, and I saw stars. He had officially completed the mating. He sucked on the wound, making the pleasure last. I gasped as he brought me one more orgasm, just by sucking on my mark.
"That was..." I gasped, looking for words.
"Yeah, it was." He smiled, knowing exactly what I wanted to say.
"It’s your yacht?" I asked, as I yawned.
He chuckled. "Yes."
"You’re rich," I mumbled sleepily.
"We are rich," he corrected me. I smiled at him, not wanting to say anything. "Sleep Hanna." He said and pulled me to his side. He picked up the comforter from the floor and put it around us. I snuggled into him and sighed as sleep engulfed me.
I woke up with a burning need. My eyes opened and a moan escaped my lips. I reached behind me for Damien, but he wasn't there. I looked around the room, panicked.
Just as I was about to get up, two hands grabbed my hips and held me in place. I looked down and saw Damien's face on my pussy.
"Damien!" I cried and he grinned at me. He came up and kissed my lips.
He pulled the comforter off and I stared at him. He got off the bed and took something out of a drawer. Lube.
I frowned at him, slightly confused as to where this was going.
"I want to claim your ass," He said. He was asking me. I knew it.
"Yes," I whispered. I wanted him to claim my ass. It was his.
"Get on all fours," he said. I didn't waste a minute. I quickly got on all fours. "This is going to hurt a little," he said. "But we'll take it slow."
He rubbed lube on my puckered star and I trembled with anticipation. I wanted this. I had been waiting for this ever since he told me that he was going to take my ass.
He slid one finger inside, and groaned as I instantly clamped on it. "Relax baby," he whispered.
I tried to relax my muscles as he pumped the finger in and out. He added one more finger and I almost died and went to heaven. I was on the brink of an orgasm.
"Relax Hanna," he urged.
I relaxed my muscles again and his fingers withdrew. I felt his head at my entrance and I gasped. I held on the headboard and waited.
He slowly pushed half his length into me and I squealed, moving back, impaling myself fully on his cock.
"Hanna." he groaned. He picked me up and slowly moved me up and down his cock. I started moving by myself, feeling the high and the pleasure.
I felt him groan as my ass tightened on his cock. I wanted him to cum first, in my ass.
"Come for me Hanna," he groaned. I didn't. I shook my head and moved faster. He came with a loud growl and his orgasm set me off. I came gloriously and fell back on his chest. We sat like that for some time, his cock still in my ass.
Finally, he pulled out of me and I winced, the soreness hitting me. He laid me on the bed, on my front. He went into the bathroom and came back with a wet cloth. He cleaned my ass and pussy, before throwing the cloth somewhere. He laid next to me and I instantly hugged him.
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you too Hanna."
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