I slip the ring onto her left finger, the sparkling diamond all I can see through my blurry vision.
“We love you, Champ.”
The world stops as I spot her left hand shooting to cradle her lower stomach. I can barely see straight as my brain fumbles for words.
“We?”
“Yes, we.” She lets out a nervous laugh.
Stunned. I fall to my knees before her again, gripping both hands around her small hips, lowering my head to nuzzle into her lower stomach. Our Baby.
I squeeze my eyes tightly shut as sobs rack my body. Sienna’s dainty fingers stroke my hair as I let it all out. All the pain of the last few months, hell, my whole life, pours out of me. It’s not every day you win the world title, get engaged, and find out you’re going to be a dad.
Placing a soft kiss on her stomach, I stand, then reach to cup her jaw. Worry dances across her features. I need to tell her, to show her how fucking much this means to me.
“We’re going to have the family we always deserved, Princess. This kid is going to have all the love we never experienced. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift I could ever wish for.”
A smile of pure relief washes over her as I take her hand in mine and squeeze, pulling her body flush against me.
“Let’s get out of here and go start our happily ever after. I can’t wait another fucking second to devour that perfect pussy. It’s been far too long since I’ve had a decent meal.”
We fumble into my presidential suite. The remains of her clothes fly through the air.
Breaking the hungry kisses, she bends over to unbuckle those sexy red fuck me heels.
“Leave them on,” I growl from above her.
Her hands freeze in response, a devilish smirk creeping across her lips.
“Stand up,” I command.
She does as I say, her perfect tits on display and only a silky red thong covering her pussy.
“Good Girl.”
She lets out a low moan in response, sending blood rushing straight to my dick, already strained against my black suit trousers.
My wife.
Pride fills my chest as I take her in. Ready and waiting, wetness dripping down the inside of her thighs.
Did we just get married in a chapel in Vegas with a fat Elvis reciting our vows?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
She didn’t want the big wedding with the white dress. The only people we needed were already here. Maddie and Mrs. Russo cried the entire ceremony while Grayson wrapped a strong arm around Maddie’s shoulder. Luca still managed to sneak his best man’s speech in, totally furious he didn’t get to plan a bachelor party beforehand.
I didn’t care what wedding we had. As long as we both said ‘I do’ that was good enough for me.
“Now, Mrs. Russo, what am I going to do with you?” I say, stalking toward her, wrapping her hair around my fist, and tilting her head back to expose her delicate neck. Her pulse hammers against her pale skin.
I bite hard into her neck and she lets out a gasp.
“Let me hear you, wife. I want this entire hotel to hear you scream for your husband tonight,” I rasp, trailing my tongue up her neck towards her jawline, leaving a wet line behind.
“Fucking, delicious.”
Slipping my hand beneath her silky thongs, I part that perfect pussy with my fingers, using my middle finger to run down her slit towards her entrance.
“Fucking soaking for me, Baby.”
“Mmmhmm,” she hums in response, her eyes fluttering shut.
“Spread those legs for me,” I command, and she shuffles her feet. I spy those red heels moving beneath me.
“Good girl”
With further access granted, I slide one finger to her tight pussy, her walls gripping my fingers, smearing them with her juices. I add a second and a third. Continuing my assault on her neck. Red primal teeth marks appear, so I pepper gentle kisses on each of them. She rides my hand with ferocity, a deep moan escaping her lips.
I drop down to my knees for the third time tonight, as I’m sure I will for the rest of our lives. Her eyes glisten with desire as she watches me, chewing on her swollen bottom lip.
“Please, Keller,” she begs.
My wife only deserves to come on my face or my cock.
“Hands on my head and your leg up on my shoulder, Princess. I want to see all of you.”
Her red heels drift past my head as she opens up for me, giving me the perfect view of her dripping pink pussy. I can’t help but let out a groan at the view. Like a man starving, I dive right in and bite on her clit, her moans filling the room with music to my ears.
“More, Keller, I need more.” She hums and tightens her grip on my hair, burning my scalp as she pulls. It’s a welcome pain.
I vowed to worship her, to give her everything I had, and that’s exactly what I’ll do.
For the rest of my life.
Thrusting my fingers into her, I lap her up with my tongue. I feel her tightening around my fingers as she starts to quiver. Slowly removing my fingers, I grab both her ass cheeks and squeeze them tight in my grip. Using my strength to keep up upright and force her to smother my face, I unleash a frenzied attack on her clit. I might not be able to breathe, but I don’t fucking care.
I wasn’t joking when I said I’d die for her.
An orgasm rips through her as she frantically rides my face, pushing her ass into my tight grip.
“Oh, my God. Fuck, Keller!” she screams out as I only tighten my grip on her, lapping up her orgasm as she stumbles back down to reality.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Keller. That was incredible. You can do that every day, if you want,” she says, her voice raspy as she tries to catch her breath.
I smile against her inner thigh and place a soft kiss there. The erection in my shorts is throbbing now.
“You are incredible Baby,” I mutter as I slowly remove her leg from my shoulder and steady her by gripping her hips. Those damn shoes are going to need a shrine in the new home. Standing, I brush the long strands of hair away from her face. She smiles as I do.
“I love you, Wife.”
Her smile widens as she places her warm hand on my cheek, running her thumb along my bruised cheekbone.
“I love you, Husband.”
Taking her mouth with mine, the taste of her still covering my tongue. As I lap mine around hers, she’s groaning into her mouth. I kiss her with everything I have and it’s making me fucking hot.
“Turn around, Baby. Both hands on the wall.”
Her perfect round ass comes into view, and a deep moan escapes my lips.
I trail my finger down the tattoo that runs along her spine, slipping between her cheeks, and she snaps her head around in warning.
“One day,” I promise.
She simply raises a brow. Undoing my pants, I swiftly rip them off along with my boxers, releasing my raging hard on, come already spilling out of the tip. I position myself at her entrance, guiding my cock up her wet slit. Her hair spans across her back. I gather it in one hand, wrap it tightly around my fist and slam my cock into her while she bent at the waist resting her hands on the wall. A gasp escapes her as she adjusts to my size. I drag myself all the way out and slam right back into her, causing her to jolt forward.
“Fuck, Keller. More,” she grits out.
I don’t need to be told twice.
I pound into her over and over again, my hips slapping into her ass.
“Jesus Baby, you feel so fucking perfect. I won’t last long.”
Pressing my body against her back, I reach around her torso and lower my hand to find her clit. Her legs begin to tremble around me as my release rages so close. Our heavy pants fill the air.
“Come for me, Baby. Come now.”
An orgasm rips through me, setting my whole body on fire.
“Fuck!” I roar as I spill into her.
She meets my orgasm with her own, her head flying backward as she screams my name again. I slowly slip out of her. Her body sags against mine as I do. I spin her around to meet me and wrap her in a tight embrace.
“That- that was perfect, Champ,” she whispers.
Her eyes meet mine and are filled with love. The rest of her looks freshly fucked. Perfect.
“You are perfect, Baby. Now, let me carry my wife to bed,” I say as I bend down and scoop her up. She lets out a high-pitched shriek as I do. I playfully slap her bare ass as I stroll into our bedroom for the next few nights. And then we go home to start the rest of our lives.
