“May I present to you,” the minister turned to the tiny congregation of witnesses, “Mr. and Mrs. Carl Romero.”
Carl’s heart leaped in his chest. Holy! He’d really done this.
They’d sealed their fledgling marriage with a soft kiss at the altar and of course, Jules and Pamela sprinkled confetti over them. What a ceremony! Carl never thought he’d ever tie the knot, not for any reason, but this was different.
This was unbelievable!
CHAPTER TWELVE
“I thought you’d bailed on me there,” Carl spoke softly to Venus, after they’d entered the honeymoon suite of the hotel. He’d carried her over the threshold as was tradition and laid her on the bed.
The red satin sheets were sprinkled with soft pink rose petals. Small lilac scented candles burned on the table in the room to create a mellowing romantic ambiance.
He seemed to enjoy her initial reaction of surprise when he carried her into the room and she first saw the decorated bed. He wanted this to be a special for her. It was the least he could do since she’d done him this enormous favor—and the honor of marrying him.
Earlier, after the ceremony, they’d had a brief reception in Pamela’s suite. Prior to that, they had hired a photographer to take elegant wedding portraits in the scenic garden on the grounds of the grand hotel. Venus was breathtakingly photogenic. She looked like a royal bride. A princess. And she was all his. For one year! He couldn’t wait to taste the sweetness of her juices. A grin of amusement touched his lips thinking about what was to come. His groin ached to be entwined with hers. He found her natural fragrance pleasantly intoxicating.
Carl knew he should be one hundred percent elated but a nagging torment gnawed at him. Why did he secretly wish their arrangement would be longer than one year? A year didn’t seem nearly enough time to be with Venus. Maybe he should have considered a renewal option. Damn! Why didn’t he think of that earlier? Then a crazy thought entered his mind. After they separated and divorced, would Venus settle with someone else? The thought of her ever being with another man, well, it ripped him to shreds inside.
He squashed the thought. No way was he going to let that notion ruin the beginning of a beautiful night.
“I’m so sorry, Carl. I just got…a bit nervous at the altar. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening. I know we spoke about it before but...” Venus stopped herself before saying anything else. Her mind drifted to thoughts about the threat from Eduardo and her tumultuous past. She thought about losing Carl. She thought about not having Carl with her. She thought about all sorts of crazy things. But one thing was for sure. She wanted Mr. Romero more than anything else in the world. She needed Carl in her life, in her heart, in her body like she needed air to breathe. The feelings she had for him were suffocating. Intoxicating.
This man caused all sorts of wild emotions to wash through her, yet he had no idea just how much he meant to her.
“No, don’t be sorry,” he said gently, his voice husky. He leaned down closer to her, gently pulling her into his embrace on the bed. God, he was stunning. The way his dark, sexy eyes undressed her made her shiver with delight. Venus tingled in all the right places. The sweet scent of his cologne wafted to her nostrils and heightened her senses.
“I want you, Venus,” he murmured breathless, his dark eyes penetrating hers. “You look so…beautiful, amazing today. You stole my breath away earlier.”
She could feel the hardness of his erection in his dress pants.
“Th-thanks,” she whispered, arousal overcoming her. “S-so do you,” she murmured. Her skin was getting moist. Heat rushed through her veins. Her heartbeat pounded hard and fierce in her chest. She was sure he could hear it.
He then lowered his sweet lips to hers and gently kissed her, and oh, a tingling desire and excitement rushed through her body again. Her sex pulsed hard between her legs, throbbing and pounding to the beat of her heart.
I need you now, Carl! She screamed inside her head. She was thirsting for him, starved for his affection. She felt as if she were going to go crazy out of her mind, if he wasn’t inside her soon.
“If you want, we can hold off until we get back to Canada,” he said, pressing his lips, brushing them gently over hers while she tingled all over.
“No, Carl. No. I need you now,” she purred as his lips moved to her neck and sucked on her sensitive flesh. “Oh,” she moaned in erotic pleasure as his hands slid underneath her gown.
A grin of satisfaction graced his sweet lips as he guided her off the bed. “Do you want me?”
“Oh, yes,” she whispered, breathless. “I want you now, Carl.”
“How badly do you want me?” he enticed in a low, sultry voice, arching his sexy brow.
“Oh, Carl!” Venus wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. “This much,” she said, kissing him hungrily. Her body was on fire. Desiring him. Lusting for him. The pulse between her legs throbbed harder and harder.
He held her chin in his hands and lowered his head to hers again kissing her passionately. He then moved his hands and began to undress her seductively, while kissing every exposed area of her soft naked skin.
She arched her neck back, groaning in pleasure as he eased her out of her dress. He caressed her skin with sweet, soft kisses that made tingles slither down her spine, embracing her firmly, admiring her body. Her nipples tightened when he unhooked her lace bra and exposed her voluptuous breasts. A smile of approval crept on his face as his eyes passionately drank in her beauty.
“God, you’re so beautiful, Venus,” he groaned, his voice sounding more hoarse and heavy. He lowered his hands to her rear and gave her a good squeeze and sweet electricity jolted through her. Her arms wrapped around his smooth, defined muscles on his arms as he lowered her again to the bed. She ran her hands up his smooth hard biceps.
Carl leaned down and kissed the top of her breast, rubbing his nose gently over her cleavage before going further around her breasts, pressing his lips over her mound of flesh while her nipples continued to tighten and ache for his touch.
“Oh,” she moaned in ecstasy while his hand moved around her other breast, massaging and caressing her taut nipple, enjoying the feel of her naked flesh, sending prickles all over her body.
“I want you,” he said, intermittently caressing her with his kisses. “I want you so badly, Venus,” he groaned, sucking on the sensitive area around her nipple.
Take me! Take me now, she pleaded in her mind. Her nipples strained. Tingling for his touch. Oh, why was he torturing her? Why was he teasing her? She couldn’t wait for him to take her into his mouth.
As if he could read her mind, he brushed his soft lips over the tip of her nipple and she tightened her grip on the smooth skin of his muscular back, her inner thighs throbbed with need. She groaned uncontrollably. Carl teased and played with her nipple with his hot, wet tongue, sucking hard then licking the tip softly and then taking her fully into the moist of his mouth. He tantalized, nibbled and stroked her nipple with his tongue as she grabbed the sheets, writhing on the bed, breathing hard.
He seemed to be more turned on by her moans of pleasure. She moved her hands over his smooth biceps and held firmly as he aroused her with his expert kisses. She moved her hand to the back of his head as he continued to tantalize her breasts.
Carl continued to kiss, nip, suck her passionately, hungrily. She was panting harder and wanted him fully. She managed to grab his shirt and ease him out of it. He carried on pleasuring her while together they skilfully undressed. Soon, he was topless and she enjoyed the feel of his smooth, muscular skin as he moved his lips down her body.
“Oh. Oh, no.”
“What is it?”
Carl breathed hard, intermittently pressing kisses to the top of her pubic area just over the softness of her hairs.
Oh, God! Was he going to…go down there on her?
Breathing hard, she told him, “Oh, I’m a little nervous.”
“I’ll stop,” he told
her.
“No! No, please don’t. I…I want to do this, please,” she begged him, breathless.
He looked at her lovingly. “You sure?”
“Yes. Oh, yes!”
Carl was going crazy out of his loving mind. He’d never wanted someone so badly as he did Venus. He fiercely wanted to take the time to explore her beautiful body, appreciating her fully then taste the sweetness of her feminine elixir. But it just dawned on him that not all women have had the pleasure of having their sex titillated the right way. Maybe her ex didn’t please her there, or maybe he wasn’t the orally manipulating type, but Carl sure as hell knew how to bring her carnal pleasure. Heck, some men didn’t care enough to study their woman, take their time with her and please her the way she desired to be pleased. It was all about the woman. His lover was his goddess. And she deserved to call the shots.
A grin curled his lips as he watched her before lowering his head to the beautiful mound between her legs. He spread her legs apart and positioned her on the edge of the bed on top of the satin fabric.
He then got up and finished undressing.
She had a sedating, pleasurable expression on her face that delighted him. Good. This beautiful woman turned him on like sin and he wanted to make sure he pleasured her the way she deserved to be.
“What are you doing? Don’t stop,” she breathed, panting.
A spurt of devilish desire to be adventurous in bed spiralled through Venus. She’d read somewhere that it’s sexually arousing to be blindfolded not knowing where the next soft kiss, tingling lick or delicate stroke would be sensed on her body. Ooh, she wanted to explore that with Carl. Mystery foreplay. What had gotten into her all of a sudden? This wasn’t like her. Maybe being with Carl made her feel more open to try cool things. Whatever it was, she was delighting in being pleasured by Carl in the most sensuous way.
Wearing a blindfold during foreplay delightfully heightened the senses through pleasure by mystery.
“Oh no, baby,” he said in a low voice, “I want to make this good for you.”
“Oh?” she sighed, her chest still heaving from the arousal.
“Can we…um…try a blindfold? I really want you to surprise me with your…touch on my body.” Her heat throbbed just thinking about it. “Oh, I love surprises,” she purred.
“You sure you want me to blindfold you?” he clarified in a low, husky voice.
She nodded, grinning.
“Okay, beautiful. Your wish is my…pleasure. I want you to enjoy me tasting you. I want you to feel everything, but okay, no other senses allowed.”
Carl got up and positioned Venus on the bed. “I know they have some kinky toys in the drawer here for honeymooners. They must have a blindfold in there,” Carl said.
“I can’t wait to pleasure you like you’ve never been pleasured before,” he continued, brushing his lips against her neck, breathing hard.
“Oh, you, naughty thing,” she cooed in labored breaths.
“I know!” He moved his lips to hers. God, her lips were so soft, so tingling. This woman could sure kiss, he mused with delight. His body tingled, his erection strained inside his silk boxers. Oh, God, he couldn’t wait to have all of her. Every single inch of her sexy body. And now this anticipatory foreplay in the dark was an added touch.
“Do you want me to please you?”
“Yes. Oh, yes. Yes!” she begged, between kissing him passionately, sucking on his lower lip. Oh, God! His erection was hard.
Carl moved from her after pressing his lips to hers one more time before attempting to get the paraphernalia he needed. He went to the drawer and looked for what he thought he would find. The special honeymoon hotel suite was stocked with all kinds of kinky pleasures for newlyweds.
He opened the drawer as Venus lay on the bed, ripe and ready for him. Her legs spread slightly open. He didn’t want to keep her waiting. Heck, he was dying to take her all the way. He pulled out a dark, silk scarf. Perfect. The room was dimly lit with only a few candles burning, so he couldn’t tell what color it was exactly, not that he cared.
He turned around and propped himself over Venus. His body pulsed uncontrollably as she grinned and moaned her approval. “I’m going to cover your eyes now, baby.”
“Mmm, I can’t wait,” she cooed, smiling.
He kissed her, then tenderly covered her eyes with the fold and wrapped it around, the cool fabric covering her eyes completely.
“You okay?” he said, lowering his lips to her neck and kissing her delicately.
She writhed beneath him, nodding, breathing hard, and licking her lips. Oh, God! Don’t do that, he thought to himself. Seeing her wet tongue slide across her lips just made his crotch jump hard. He didn’t want to drive his full length into her until she was good and came for him first.
Carl ran his eyes down her beautiful body, admiring her, his hands followed the smoothness of her precious flesh.
“Oh, Venus. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on. You’re a goddess.”
“Mmm,” she moaned, breathing hard.
He lowered his lips to her mound between her legs, brushing his lips over her dark pubic hairs and stroked his fingers down her wet, swollen folds.
“Oh,” she moaned with pleasure. Oh, the sensation. The sweet surprise of his wet, soft tongue surprising her, kissing her every way in different sensitive areas around her sex. It was pitch dark, only the sensation her body was treated to the erotic tender touch of Carl’s lips sending waves of desire rushing through her flesh.
Good.
He went down on her with his lips sucking her flesh gently at first. “Do you like that?” he asked hoarsely.
She nodded, groaning, breathing hard.
“Good,” he moaned. He knew how to be gentle with a woman down there, between her precious and beautiful folds. It was all about the touch, how soft the lady wanted it, how right it had to be for her. Each woman was unique and either wanted it hard or she wanted it soft. There was no in between. He always took his time, getting to know, to feel what a girl desired. But heck, Venus wasn’t even just any girl. She was superior to anyone he’d ever been with.
He licked her softly between her folds and slid his moist tongue up and down her wetness, tasting her sweet, clear juices. God, she tasted like honey water. Sweet and pure. His blood pumped hard in his veins and all of the plasma in his body seemed to travel to his erection as he sucked her sex, French kissing her swollen folds with his lips, then with his tongue, thrusting inside her space, getting more aroused by every whimper and uncontrollable spasm she made as he pleasured her. He enjoyed sucking her with overt passion as he held firmly to her curvaceous thighs.
She writhed and moaned, crying out with pleasure as he pressed his lips to hers and licked her with his tongue in all the right places. Knowing she was bravely blindfolded and enjoying the sensation without any interference turned him on even more. He’d intermittently reached his hands to her nipples and stroked them gently at times while he pleasured her between her legs, enjoying the spasm of her body. She arched on the bed, her hips rose upward as she came, crying out his name, breathing hard and fast. Her body shuddered uncontrollably. He could not believe how good she tasted when she came inside his mouth. He was more turned on than he’d ever been. His wife was the most beautiful being he’d ever had.
“Oh, oh, Carl,” she groaned. She panted, her breath stolen by the experience. Carl moved over her and slid off her silky blindfold. He gazed intently into her eyes.
“Did you enjoy that?” he murmured.
“Mmm, yes,” she uttered, her body limp. Spent … but ready for more.
He kissed her gently, not being able to get enough of her sweet flesh.
“You looked so beautiful when you came,” he whispered into her ears, before sucking on her earlobe. She reached her hands over him and squeezed him tightly.
“Oh, Carl,” she said, her hand gliding down his hardness protruding from his silk boxers as Carl lay on top of her,
kissing her sweetly.
What just happened?
She’d never experienced such erotic electricity through her body before. The feeling of being in the dark while Carl’s soft, magical lips worked their passion, caressing various parts of her tender flesh was incredible! This was mind-blowing sex she never thought she could ever experience. The sensation was so erotic, so naughty. She was deeply satisfied and pleased to oblivion.
Venus was throbbing from the aftereffect of her explosive orgasm. My goodness, Carl was…amazing! How on earth did he make her come that way? She badly wanted to taste Carl, all of him just as he’d explored her inner thighs with his beautiful, potent lips. Oh, that magical touch! She was still buzzed between her legs after he made her come so violently with a heated orgasm. She could not believe how explosive his lips and his soft tongue felt between her legs and being in the dark created a wicked, pleasurable element of surprise.
They French kissed, sucking each other’s tongues, exploring each other’s moistness for a time as Venus massaged Carl’s erection, but she was hungry for him and couldn’t wait to free him.
She knew that Carl was safe and had a clean bill of health. They’d gone into all that detail with the marriage contract after they’d both taken blood tests and all was fine with their results, but she still knew they would have to use a condom because she was not on any birth control.
But not now. She wanted to take him between her lips. She turned around and repositioned herself on top of him, licking her lips like a ravenous vixen. What had come over her suddenly? Was it the ambiance in the room? Or was it just being with the hottest guy she’d ever had the pleasure of being with—her gorgeous, charming hot lover of a husband.
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