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Sadie
laughed and replied, “Don’t worry Jake, I’ll remind him every day.”

“Oh
I don’t doubt that for a minute. Good night you two and don’t worry, if anyone
asks any questions we’ll stick to the story that Liv and I got married.”

“Well,
what if someone asks for proof, like a marriage license?” Liv asked, worry in
her tone.

“I
doubt anyone will want that but if they do, just switch up the story tell them
you were going to get married but you backed out at the last minute. Say one of
us talked you two out of it or something. Be creative,” Sadie explained and
Olivia seemed to relax.

She
seemed satisfied by Sadie’s answer but I could tell, as I’m sure Sadie could as
well, that she was happy to help us tonight but nervous about the whole thing
too. Oh well…it was done and over now and all I wanted to do right then was get
back to the hotel and tear that dress off of my beautiful bride.

After
we all hugged and said our goodbyes, I practically dragged Sadie out of the
chapel and into the car I’d rented for our stay. I knew hailing a cab in New
York City was part of the experience but I was officially married and about to
start my honeymoon. I didn’t want to spend it freezing my ass off waiting to
take a cab wherever we wanted to go.

We
drove through the streets and after what seemed like the longest car ride ever
we arrived at The Plaza Hotel and went up to our suite. I let Sadie pick
whichever suite she wanted and Sadie chose the Royal Plaza Suite, which in her
opinion the best suite in the whole hotel. I was a typical guy and thought they
all looked nice to me but this whole trip was about making my wife as happy as
I could. The suite was certainly the most expensive but I didn’t care…Sadie had
always been my princess so if staying in a royal suite was what she wanted, I
made damn sure that’s what she got.

When
we stepped off the elevators and made it to the door (thankfully our suite had
a private entrance that was free of paparazzi and prying eyes), she was about
to use her key and go inside but I stopped her. I was starting this marriage
off right so I smiled at her before I leaned down and picked her tiny body up
and held her in my muscular arms.

Giggling,
she asked, “Seriously, Jude? Are you carrying me over the threshold?”

“You
know me baby, I’m all about tradition,” I joked as I held her tight in one arm
and swiped the key card with the other. When our door opened, I carried her
through the huge, luxurious suite and quickly found the nearest bedroom. I
didn’t care which bedroom it was (the suite had three of them) as long as she’d
be naked in the next five minutes.

As
badly as I wanted my wife to the point of pain, I didn’t want to be rough
unless she wanted me to be. This was our wedding night. I’d finally opened my
eyes and found the girl of my dreams…a girl that was in front of me all along
and completely changed my life in all of the best ways. If she wanted it dirty
that’s what she’d get but tonight I felt like she deserved nothing but romance
and passion.

I
set her down on her two feet and she immediately spun around, slid out of her
coat, and helped me out of mine before she gripped my dress shirt in her
delicate hands. She unbuttoned the top two buttons and leaned in to kiss my
bare chest as she pulled the shirt out of my pants and unfastened it the rest
of the way and impatiently pushed it off my shoulders and I shrugged the rest
of the way out of it.

“Jude,”
she whispered breathlessly against my skin, “I love you so much.”

I
groaned as I felt her lips lightly kissing up my chest to my neck and I
answered, “I love you more, princess.” I slid down the straps of her dress and
reached my hands around her to find the zipper and I slowly began to tug it
down. “I can’t wait to make you happy.”

“You
already do,” she replied as she roughly began to work down the zipper of my
pants.

“Baby,
slow down,” I stated as her dress fell off her incredible body and pooled into
a pile of delicate fabric on the floor and she stood before me in nothing but a
white lacy thong.

“What’s
wrong?” she asked, pressing her sensational body tighter against me. “I’ve
waited for this moment my whole life and I don’t want to waste another second
not feeling you inside me. You’re finally my husband and-”

“And
you’re finally my wife,” I interrupted, putting a finger to her plush lips. “Listen,
I will do whatever you want because this is just as much your night as it is
mine, but honestly I want this to be the night you measure all nights against
for the rest of your life.”

Sadie
grinned and said, “That’s a tall order, big guy.”

“One
I’m pretty sure I can fill.”

“Well,
what do you want to do?” she asked me, grinning seductively. “This is your night
too and I don’t ever want you to forget it.”

“Trust
me baby, that’ll never happen. I just think that you deserve to be treated like
not just my princess, but my queen. That’s what you are and always will be.”

I
saw tears of joy glistening in her captivating eyes.

“Then
as your queen I order you to strip the rest of your clothes off and spend the
rest of our wedding night making love to me,” she said, smiling as a tear shot
down her cheek.

“Your
wish is my command my love,” I replied as I roamed my hands down and slid my
fingers inside the waist of her panties. She stepped out of them and pushed my
pants the rest of the way off my waist. After I kicked them off my feet, I
groaned and bent down to pick my gorgeous naked wife and she wrapped her legs
around my waist as I carried her to the bed.

I
gently laid her down on the plush king sized bed and she scooted back and I
climbed on after her, hovering over her body. Her beautiful, toned legs parted
instinctively in invitation as I took my place between them, the place I was
always meant to me, my home. My breath caught as I watched her reach behind her
head and take her hair down, her blonde tresses falling in snowy waves around
her face.

“God
you’re so beautiful,” I whispered roughly before I closed my mouth over hers
and slid my tongue past her open lips. She moaned loudly as I kissed her and
moved my hand between us to find her opening already slick with desire. I
didn’t know if I’d ever get used to how a girl as breathtaking as her was
always ready for me.

I
slid a finger into her tight pussy and she cried out, “God, Jude! That feels so
good.”

“I
can’t wait to be inside you,” I groaned against her lips.

“Please,
don’t make me wait. I need you so much,” Sadie begged me, grinding her hips
into my hand. “Baby…please.”

On
a normal night I would have fun making her beg for me, but tonight I wanted to
give my wife anything she wanted. I withdrew my hand long enough to take my
rigid cock into my hand and without waiting another second I started to slowly
ease into her. As soon as I was all the way in I had a sudden thought and I
froze before I moved.

“Shit,
I’m bare,” I grunted.

Sadie
shook her head and replied, “I’m not ovulating yet. We’re safe.” She toyed with
the ends of my Mohawk and whispered, “Don’t stop.”

I
lightly kissed the tip of her nose and I slowly started to move, making sure to
take my time and memorizing every single thrust, every moan, every breath,
every touch. I felt her pressing her fingertips into my shoulder blades and I
continued turning her inside out. I knew that no matter what happened for the
rest of my life I would never, ever forget how it felt to make love to her that
night in a beautiful hotel room with snow falling softly outside the windows.

I
could feel her body start to tremble and tighten around me and I knew that she
was thankfully close. I wasn’t even close to getting my fill of her and by the
time the sun came up she was going to be completely exhausted.

“J-Jude,
I-I-I can’t h-hold on,” she cried out and I barely thrust one more time before
she came hard and I could feel her release rolling down my bare cock. Feeling
her letting go was almost enough to send me into my own orgasm but I held back
with every part of me.

I
suddenly pulled out of her and she gasped, asking, “What are you doing?”

I
winked at her and moved my head down between her legs and flicked my tongue up
her sweet, warm pussy and lapped up as much of her release as I could. She
inhaled sharply and screamed out in pleasure as I licked and sucked every part
of her my tongue could taste. I felt her nails scratching my scalp and tugging
on my Mohawk as she arched her back and suddenly her flavor exploded on my
tongue and I moaned as she came hard against my mouth.

I
drank every ounce of her sweetness and when she was spent, I was thirsty for
more. Sadie gently pulled on my Mohawk and croaked out, “Jude.”

“Yeah
baby?”

“P-please,”
she begged, seemingly for nothing and everything.

“You
want me again?”

“Y-yes,
I want you inside me, I want to make you come,” she panted.

As
much as I wanted to take all the time in the world pleasuring her, I knew just
from making her come twice that she was pretty spent and probably needing to
rest so I kissed my way back up her body and settled myself between her legs
again. Besides, it was getting harder by the second to keep from losing it so I
slowly slid back inside her and gave her what she wanted. After just a few
thrusts, I felt tremors along my dick and a tingling at the base of my spine
before I came gloriously inside of her.

When
I was spent I collapsed into a heap on top of her for just a moment before I
pulled out of her and rolled to my side. As I was trying to catch my breath,
Sadie snuggled her body against me and rested her head over my heart.

“Damn,
your heart is about to pound out of your chest. I must be good,” she stated,
laughing softly and sighing contentedly as I ran my fingers through her hair.

“Oh
baby, you’re more than good. You’re fucking perfect,” I said as I kissed her
forehead. She stifled a yawn and weakly tossed her arm across my torso. “We
should get some sleep. It’s been a long day.”

“The
best day,” she replied dreamily. “The one I’ve waited my whole life for.”

“Did
it live up to the hype?”

“Beyond
the hype. Living the dream,” Sadie answered, yawning.

I
chuckled at her and repeated, “Living the dream. Good night princess.”

“’Night
big guy. I love you,” she mumbled as she started to drift off to sleep.

I
smiled and exhaled deeply.

“I
love you too, baby. So much,” I replied and closed my eyes, falling asleep with
my whole world wrapped in my arms.

I
woke up the next morning the way I fell asleep; holding Sadie close to me. As
much as I wanted to wake her up by making love to her, I had a surprise
planned. I gently moved off of the bed so I wouldn’t wake her and ordered a
huge breakfast complete with all of her breakfast favorites. The snow had
picked up while we slept and there wasn’t much we could really go out and do so
I planned on spending my first day as a married man with my wife lounging on a
couch or in bed, eating until we were stuffed, and making love until we were
too tired to move.

By
the time I heard Sadie stirring in the bedroom, everything was set and ready to
eat. Instead of eating in the kitchen, I thought it would be nice to eat in
front of the fireplace so I spread out some blankets and made somewhat of an
indoor picnic. I just hope she liked it.

If
she felt anything like I did this morning after our amazing night, she was sure
to be starving. I looked up just as she was walking into the kitchen, looking
mouth watering in my dress shirt from last night and her hair all disheveled. I
had to smile; her hair was always perfect and straight and to see it now in
messy slept-in curls was actually making me a little hard.

“What’s
all this?” she asked as she walked toward me grinning brightly.

“Good
morning Mrs. Miller,” I replied and wrapped my arm around her and pulled her
into a kiss.

“Feels
amazing to hear you call me that,” Sadie replied, smiling at me brightly.

“It
feels even more amazing to call you that baby. I hope you’re hungry,” I said,
waving my free hand toward the table. “I ordered everything they had on the
breakfast menu.”

“Yes
you did,” she giggled. “Thank God, I’m starving. This all looks so good.” I
grinned as I led her to our makeshift picnic and as soon as she sat down she picked
up a cinnamon roll and began to devour it. “Oh my god,” she moaned.

“Is
it good?” I asked her as I took a seat next to her.

“If
I could make sex with you into a food, it would be this cinnamon roll. Good
Lord,” she answered and I laughed as she practically ate the whole thing in
just a few bites.

“Damn
I must’ve worn you out last night, huh?” I asked as I scooped some scrambled
eggs onto a plate and took a bite.

As
she helped herself to another cinnamon roll, she replied, “Hell yeah you did.
Feel free to wear me out like that every single night.”