Sixty-Eight.

"That's right baby, take all of me." He growls.

My eyes water, as I gasp, gag and moan.

Struggling to breathe as he fills my mouth, undoubtedly giving every inch of himself to me. I take it all like a good wife that I desperately crave to be for him.

I want him, I need every delicious inch he has to offer me.

We mark each other in our most intimate places, claiming one another as my nude lipstick smears across the base of his cock.

A statement that I deliberately make by showing him that I have put a ring on it and it is exclusively mine from this point forward. Saliva infused with premium precum slides down the side of my mouth, my chin and it drips onto my breasts.

I swirl the tip of my tongue over the mushroom of his cock, slowly gliding my flat, moist tongue along his shaft and over his throbbing vein. Taking him in my mouth, inch by inch, I hollow my cheeks, sucking him off harder.

"Fuck, askim." [my love.] His grip tightens in my hair. "So good, so... Fucking good..." He moans hoarsely, moving his hips in a circular motion.

I continue to lick and suck the fuck out of him like a deprived bunny.

Placing my hand at the base of his shaft, I start to stroke him creating a rhythmic sensation with my hand and mouth.

He releases his grip on my hair, hooks his hands under my arms and pulls me up to my feet. Lurching forward, he crushes his lips against mine, devouring my lips like a starved man.

We stumble backwards until the back of my legs hit the edge of the bed. He spins me around, bending me over the mattress and my breasts rub against the soft Egyptian bed sheets.

My sex is soaking wet, it aches to be filled and my legs tremble with need. He spanks my ass, the slapping sound echoes through the air and resonates off the walls. My chest heaves with the sudden contact and the bite of pain that is left in its wake.

I turn my head, glancing at him over my shoulder as I watch him. He's ogling my ass cheeks, rubbing two fingers across his bottom lip and his eyes narrow while he shakes his head.

"You're going to be nothing but trouble for me, kedi yavrusu." [kitten.] He mutters, kneading my ass cheek. "A delicious, tantalizing distraction for the rest of my life." He licks his lips, running his fingers along the waistband of my thong.

"You say it like it's a bad thing."

SLAP!!

"Shit!" I cry out.

"You have been a distraction from day one."

SLAP!!

When his palm softly runs across my stinging flesh, I bite my bottom lip, concealing a whimper. He tugs on my thong, creating the most delicious friction across my sex.

"Don't you fucking tear my thong." I snap, with a moan. "They would have cost the girls a pretty penny."

A rough chuckle that's full of amusement sweeps through the room. "I will buy you a dozen pairs, exactly the same, every time, I tear one from your body." His voice is full of passion, excitement and sexual frustration.

He tears the flimsy piece of material from my body. "You bastard!" I breathe out with a hiss when he lifts one of my legs and places it on the edge of the bed.

He drops to his knees, blowing on the feverish folds of my sex before he buries his face into my core. His tongue that's like velvet, licks, probs and plunges into every inch of my sex.

"Oh my Gods, Aydem!" I cry out, gripping onto the edge of the mattress. My nails dig into the thick fabric. "Don't stop, holy shit... Please, don't stop!"

And he doesn't, it's like my words add fuel to his igniting flame and he continues to torture me with his tongue that I've grown to love in such a short amount of time.

A husky growl vibrates from the back of his throat, creating a surge of tingles across my clit. He slips two fingers inside me, stretching me as my arousal shamelessly coats his fingers.

Pressure builds in my stomach, my muscles contract as I feel my climax approaching.  My body quivers as my eyes roll into the back of my head, and the walls of my sex start to tighten around his intrusive fingers.

"You come when I tell you to come, kedi yavrusu." [kitten] He orders, removing his fingers, he places them in his mouth and he slowly starts to ease his cock inside of me.

My body moves up and down against the mattress, "You're so fucking perfect." He hisses, "like a glove solely made for my cock." He groans sounding like he's struggling not to slam into me.

It's pretty damn obvious that I am not a virgin, but he is the first man I have given myself willingly to and even though it feels like he is tearing me apart each, and every delicious time he takes me, I push my ass back and scream when he fills me to the hilt.

He is balls deep inside of me and I have never felt so complete in my life, up until, this very moment.

Aydem Burack is forever eradicating the shield I continuously put up to protect myself, and this is me giving myself wholly to him.

All of me.

As his wife.

And it feels so fucking good as if it were destined to happen.

Like fate.

He stops, "Kedi yavrusu..." [Kitten...] He says in a concerned tone. "Are you okay?" His words are laced with sorrow.

I swallow, blinking back the tears that prick my eyes and I nod. "Don't stop." I moan.

He wraps his arms around my torso, yanking me back against his chest. He's still in his tuxedo and it turns me on, even more, to know that he didn't bother to undress.

He didn't want to waste any time.

He pulls the cups of my bra down, exposing my breasts and he pounds into me with more determination, murdering my pussy as he promised.

"You're so fucking perfect, kedi yavrusu." [kitten.] He whispers hoarsely in my ear. His fingertips roll my erect nipple and I cry out as a surge of pleasure crashes into me. "And you are mine, all mine.." He hums in my ear.

Sweat beads across my skin, "Take what you need from me." I sing with elation.

The sound of him pounding into me, wet flesh, slapping against flesh sweeps across the room as we both drown in a sea full of wickedness.

"Aydem! Please...."

[shit!] "Bok! Fuck! Evet..  [yes] Gods evet, take all of me, Mila!!" He grunts as he nips on the ball of my shoulder, flicking my nipples.

He shifts, his balls hit against my clit as he fucks me like a wild man high on crack. My walls clench around his swelling cock and I cry out as my orgasm slams into me, blinding me with a bright white light. I feel his cock jerk, once, twice and he comes with a savage roar exiting his swollen lips.

Our bodies shudder as we come down from our high, I fall on top of the mattress as his arms drop from my body.

This was the best first fuck as husband and wife.

And that's what we did, we fucked. We didn't make sweet, soft love and I'm okay with that.

After we catch our breath, he slowly pulls out of me, our tangled love juices slide down my legs. He helps me to stand upright and lifts me off the ground in a bridal fashion.

"Careful old man, you might put your back." I croak with a light giggle.

"My body is strumming with adrenaline," He pants. "And who are you calling old man?" He raises his brows with a harsh growl departing his lips.

He leads us inside the ensuite, gently he places me on the basin cabinet and turns on the warm water.

He parts my legs, I look at him with quizzical eyes as he gently starts to clean the mess we have created all over my sensitive sex.

"It's the prettiest shade of pink I've ever seen." He says as he carefully continues to wipe me with gentle strokes. "Puffy and sensitive." He licks his lips as he gazes into my eyes. "Thank you, kedi yavrusu [kitten]." He growls as he brushes his lips against mine. "Thank you, for making me the happiest man alive right now. I didn't know what was missing in my life until you waltzed in and turned my world upside." One side of his mouth curls up into a lopsided smirk.

I sigh, wrapping my arms around his neck, my legs around his waist and I gaze back into his eyes. "Together," I whisper. "We make our marriage strong and worth fighting for our children. Together."

He shifts, placing both of his hands over my abdomen, "Always and forever, askim." [my love.] He mumbles in a promising tone that sends a shiver up my spine.