Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27611 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27611 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 138(@200wpm)___ 110(@250wpm)___ 92(@300wpm)
When I turn on the lights, we exclaim. “Oh, damn, someone had fun in here!”
Streamers hang from the rafters; a bottle of champagne sits on ice on the coffee table. We walk hand in hand toward the bedroom where rose petals cover the bed, battery-operated tealights set along every surface.
“It’s magical,” Meadow whispers as I draw her to me.
“Like a fairy tale.”
She licks her lips, looking up at me. “Today was more than any girl could dream of for their wedding.”
I run a hand over her cheek. “It was perfect, all of it.”
“Even your Rowdy cousins had a good time.”
I chuckle. “They always have a good time.”
She takes my hand, placing it on her back as she turns around. “Help me with this, husband.”
I unbutton her gown, tenderly allowing the moment to be sacred, to be ours. I kiss the base of her neck, breathe words of love into her ear.
She holds my hands as she steps from the dress, in panties and nothing else.
Her breasts look incredible, perky and full—and bare. “I didn’t need a bra with that dress,” she explains.
I step toward her, cupping her tits in my hands. “Lucky me.”
I massage her breasts, my cock aching as I kiss her smooth skin. “Man and wife.” I shake my head. “God, I feel so lucky.”
“Me too,” she whispers as we move to the bed. I undress as she lies down. Naked, I join her.
“You are a goddess. My goddess.” I lean over her, cradling her frame with my arms. I kiss her again. And again. And again.
“Fill me up,” she whispers, and I do. I move against my bride, taking care of her the way she deserves.
With bodies entwined and hearts pounding in pleasure, I tuck back a strand of her loose hair. She smiles up at me, her eyes melting with mine. “Welcome home, Meadow.”