Virgin Bride(47)

“Well, this is huge,” James says. “I have to admit, I thought you might back out.”

Griffin laughs. “No, not backing out.”

“Let me take you two out,” James says. “Whatever you want, on me.”

“No, that’s okay,” Griffin says. He gives me a dirty grin. “We’re going on our honeymoon now.”

James laughs. “Okay then, you two crazy kids.” He heads off toward the parking lot. “Have some fun, okay!”

“Thanks,” I say to him and Griffin waves.

We watch as he hurries away and Griffin sighs. “That bastard,” he says.

“What?” I ask.

“He felt so fucking guilty,” he says. “He practically just ran off to go report to your father, I bet.”

“Griffin,” I say softly.

He shakes his head angrily. “No, it’s okay. I know what’s happening here. It’s the truth, isn’t it? He’s in your father’s pocket.”

We stand there in silence for a moment before Griffin turns back to me and smiles.

“Hey,” he says. “We just got married.”

I laugh as the absurdity of that statement really hits me. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“I mean, we’re legally husband and wife.”

“I know. And to think just a few hours ago I despised you so much.”

He laughs at my joke and grabs me, pulling me against him. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asks.

“Of course,” I say. “It’s already done, anyway.”

“I know. It’s just… that was real.”

“It wasn’t how I always pictured my wedding, but it wasn’t so bad.”

“How did you picture it?”

I shrug and press my cheek against his chest. “White dress. Big party. That sort of thing.”

“So in your ideal wedding, the groom isn’t wearing jeans?”

I look up at him and grin. “That’s right.”

“Whoops.”

“You screwed that one up.”

He grins and kisses me again. “Oh well. Too late now.”

“Now what?” I ask him.

“I mentioned a honeymoon, didn’t I?”

I laugh and shrug. “I guess you did. Where are we going?”

“Well, there’s a honeymoon suite available right now.” He smirks and kisses me again, this time more deeply and slowly. When he pulls away, I can feel excitement beginning to pool between my legs. “I was thinking, we should probably consummate this marriage. Make it real.”

“Oh, you were thinking that, were you?” I smile up at him but inwardly my heart is hammering so fast. “I guess we’ll have to then.”

“Come on,” he says. “I can’t wait to get my new wife undressed.” He pulls me toward his car and I can’t help but laugh.

This is my husband. Whether it’s real or not, it’s legal at least. He’s the man I’m married to, and we’re really going through with this dangerous game. I have no clue how my father is going to react, but he’s going to be angry. I know that for sure.

For once in my life, I don’t think I care what my father is going to think. I don’t think that really even matters at all. In the end, it’s only going to be about what I think, and right now I think I want to feel my new husband’s cock deep between my legs.

I want to taste him. I want to feel him fuck every single one of my holes and completely dominate me. I’ve given him my virginity in every single way possible, and now I’ve given him my entire self. I want him to take me home and use me now, use me the way I want to be used.

I want to fuck my husband until I can barely breathe.





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Griffin





I’m too impatient. As soon as the door to the honeymoon suite closes, I press Erin up against the wall and kiss her full and deep.

We’re fucking married. I knew we were going to do it, I knew it was real, but some part of me thought it still wouldn’t happen. But we did it, right in front of that bastard James. I’m sure he ran off to go report to Erin’s father as soon as possible like the good little lapdog he is.

But that doesn’t matter to me. In this moment, the only thing that matters to me is kissing Erin and making her feel fucking good. She’s my wife now and that’s what a good husband does, and I want to be a good husband.

I kiss her full lips as my hands roam her body. I don’t know what part of her I want to start with first, or where I want to fuck her. I want to feel that tight little ass wrapped around my cock but I also want to come inside of that tight pussy, make her scream with pleasure, plead for more.