We leave the grounds. On the ride, Gabriel is quiet. He’s not holding my hand, or even sitting close to me.  I feel like I should say something, but I’m scared.

“Gabriel.”

“I tried to call you last night and today, Fallon, but you didn’t answer. My calls were sent to voicemail. At first I thought you were just busy, but now I think maybe there’s more. Is there more, Fallon?”

“Yes. I turned my phone off.”

“Why, Fallon?”

I jump at his tone. “I...I turned it off because Miles has been calling and I didn't want to be bothered with it anymore.”

“You mean, you’ve been talking to him?”

“No, Gabriel. I talked to him one time after you took me from his house. I told him I was going to marry you and he needed to leave me alone. He didn’t listen, and he has been trying to get in touch with me ever since.”

“I thought you told me he didn’t touch you? That you never even kissed him. You lied?”

“No, I didn’t, Gabriel. I didn’t lie. I promise you. I don’t know why he keeps trying. I just don’t know.”

“Enough! Where’s your phone?”

I point to my purse. Gabriel digs through it and finds my phone. He discards my purse, rolls the window down, then throws my phone out the window.

“I will buy you a new phone, with a new number.”

The rest of the car ride is spent in silence. I can’t believe this is how the day is going to end.

The car stops, and Gabriel leads me out. We are at a beautiful, historical looking townhome.

“Is this yours?”

“No, it’s ours. Time for you to remember everything is ours now.” He’s still upset.

Gabriel opens the door, turns to look at me, then picks me up to carry me through the doors. Without a word, he brings me upstairs and straight into his...our bedroom. He gently puts me back on my feet, and I take in my surroundings. From behind, I feel him softly caressing my neck. He slowly starts to undo my buttons and zipper, then I don’t feel his hands anymore. I hear the door shut, and I turn to see he’s gone. What is he doing? Is he coming back? He can’t plan on leaving me here...I mean, it’s our wedding night.

While looking around the room, I notice my bags have already arrived. I open one to take out my lingerie, then find the adjoining bathroom. I remove my wedding dress, shower, and ready myself for Gabriel’s return. I slip on a long white satin and lace gown, then take my hair down and brush through it. When I’ve finished, I see he still hasn’t returned. I wait while looking around the room. It’s very masculine in colors, traditional in style. Once I start to believe he won’t be back, I fold back the covering to the bed and lay down. Sleep takes me fast.

I carry her to our room and help her out of her dress, then stop. I just can’t. My rage is still there, and I don’t want our first night together to be ruined. As bad as I want her, it’s her first time, and I don’t want to frighten her. So, I leave her there alone. I turn my back on the night and leave without a word.

I hear the noise from water running and close my eyes to the image of her naked body in my shower. Unable to listen anymore, I go outside to the back yard and sit. I light a cigar and think of my wife, who is all I ever wanted. I allowed my temper to take her touch from me. I tried to blame her for Miles going crazy. How can I, though? Any man with eyes would go to the ends of the world if he thought he had a chance with her, but here I sit smoking my cigar instead of loving on my wife and making her a woman, making her mine.

When I can no longer stand it, I climb the stairs. Opening the door, I see Fallon sleeping in my bed. I take her in for a minute, then sit in a chair across from her. I watch her chest as it rises and falls. This is the second time I’ve watched her sleep, and I will never tire of it. Her eyes open now, and she sees me. She slowly sits up and pushes the sheets off her. She stands and starts to walk to me.

“Stop.”

She suddenly stops as I take in her beauty. The satin slip of the gown she wears covers nothing. I can see the outline of her breasts and the shape of her hips.

As I sit back, I say, “Take it off, Fallon. I want to see what belongs to me.”

She starts with the thin straps holding the gown up. She brushes them down her shoulders one by one, without ever taking her eyes off me. As it falls to her feet, she still holds her eyes on me as I caress her body with my eyes. She has nothing else on, and she is perfection. With no movements on my part, her trance is now broken. Her eyes drop and fall to the ground. I see shame coming off her.

I stand and go to her. Lifting her face, I tell her, “Fallon, never cower to me, baby. Never be ashamed. You and your body are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

I take my hand and begin to drag it down her neck.

“I’m sorry. I let my jealousy take over. I know you did nothing wrong. I fucked up. I ruined our night.”

“Gabriel, I never...I mean, I never kissed anyone before or after you. I never did anything with –”

“Shhh, baby, I know. I know you’re mine, and I know you wouldn’t let anyone touch what’s mine.” She nods her head. I kiss her forehead, then her cheek and neck as I whisper in her ear, “Don’t be scared. I want you, but I want you to want me, too.”

She moans and says, “I do, Gabriel. I’ve always wanted you. Please, Gabriel.”

I lean down and kiss her. I need to slow my movements, to control my hunger for her. I want to put her at ease. With one hand on the back of her neck, I devour her mouth. My other hand slides down her body. I can feel her shiver from my tender caress. My hand finds her breast, and with a gentle touch I feel her nipple rise into a hard pebble. My mouth leaves hers, and I start kissing down her neck, continuing my descent until I have her nipple in my mouth. My tongue slides over the peak, then circles the pink surface. As I repeat the action to the other breast, she moans and trembles under my touch. As I take my teeth and rake them over her enlarged nipple, Fallon begins to moan louder. My hands start to slide down her body to her hips. Her skin is soft, like silk. I grab her by her ass and lift her off the ground. She wraps her arms and legs around me. I growl from the heat of her pussy coming through my lower shirt. I lower her onto our bed. From where I stand, I can see she’s flushed, her skin is a lovely shade of pink. She is so turned on, and that’s exactly where I want her.

“Do you want me, Fallon?”

“Yes, Gabriel.”

Locking eyes with her, I start removing my shirt one button at a time. I follow her gaze while she watches my shirt fall to the floor with anticipation. My expectation of shyness from her never comes through. As I start to remove my pants, her gaze never falters, leaving me there standing in my boxer briefs, rock hard. I slowly place my knee on the bed, making sure to hold my weight as I go to lie on top of her.  

She stops me by putting her hand on my chest and saying, “Show me. I want to see all of you. I want to see what’s mine.” She uses my words back on me.

Shit, she has no idea what she is doing to me. I stand back up and slide my black boxer briefs down my legs. She sits up on the bed. Her gaze now travels all over my body as she suddenly gasps.

She says, “I want to touch you.”

“No, not now.”

I can’t have her hands on me right now. I won’t last. It will send me over the edge.

I move towards her and gently guide her body back down, spreading her knees with my body. I start with her mouth, then kiss my way down her body. I keep going lower until I’m facing her pussy. It’s bare and glistening, but not enough for me.

“Gabriel, what are you doing?”

“I have to taste you, baby. I need to know what you taste like.”

Before she can stop me, my tongue runs from her clit to her tight hole, then back up. She suddenly attempts to move as her legs tighten around my head. She tries to stop me. I grab her legs and push them. I make it so her knees are bent, then keep pushing until her knees are even with her chest.

“Hold your knees, and don’t let go.”

“Gabriel, I can’t. It feels –”

I quickly stop her from what she was about to say.

“It’ll feel good, I promise.” She nods her head. “Let me make you feel good, baby.”

She nods again. She grabs her knees and does as she’s told.

I look down at her fully exposed; my god, what a sight. She is so wet already. My mouth finds its way back to her clit, sucking and devouring. Her breathing picks up as I lower my tongue. I lick all her juices. God, she tastes so sweet; this is the taste I’ll enjoy for the rest of my life. I push into her with a finger, and she gasps. Jesus, she’s so fucking tight. Moving back toward her clit with my mouth, I gently add another finger to try stretching her. Her back arches, and she lets out a loud moan. I groan back in return. Just her sounds could be my undoing. Curling my fingers toward her G-spot, I firmly press and massage it, continuing to move my fingers back and forth until I have her trembling in an orgasm. Her juices flood my fingers as I lick it all, making sure I don’t miss a drop. Her body falls back down, relaxed.

Kissing my way back up her body, I take a nipple in my mouth and ever so lightly nip at it. Her skin is now completely flushed.  I love that I could do that to her.

In a husky voice, I ask, “Did I deliver?”

“Oh God, Gabriel...I’ve never.”

I kiss her, not allowing her to finish. I’m nowhere near finished with her.

“Spread your legs wider, baby. Let me in. Let me feel you.”

She keeps her eyes on me as she spreads her legs wider, just like I asked. I rub my cock all over her pussy, getting it lubricated with her essence.

“Are you ready, baby?”

She nods, and I don’t hesitate; I can’t. I push through, stopping right when I get to her barrier.

“God, Fallon, you’re so tight. So perfect. Do you feel how tight you have me wrapped?”

She winces in pain and looks at me dead on, then lifts her head to kiss me. I push through the thin membrane, causing her more pain, but I never stop our kiss. I kiss her through the pain. Once I feel her body release some of the tension, I start to move out slowly. I push back in and out, carefully, not wanting to cause her any more discomfort. Once I hear her small moans, I close my eyes and start to take my pleasure from her. My movements become faster and stronger. She wraps her legs fully around me. As I open my eyes, I see her in full pleasure, with her mouth slightly open. As she begins to pant, I’m crazed with the feeling of her warmth.

“Oh shit, baby, you’re perfect. You were made for me. This pussy is mine.”

I fuck her with swifter, frenzied movements, unable to control myself. I raise her leg and angle her hip, knowing I’m hitting bottom and claiming her once and for all. She matches each swift move, letting me know I’m right where she needs me to be. She starts to tremble, and her moans become erratic.

“Tell me, Fallon...tell me now.”

She yells out, “I love you, Gabriel! I love you!”

We both cum at the same time. I couldn’t hold back any longer, after hearing her tell me she loves me. I collapse on her. Our breathing is frantic. Reluctantly, I pull out of her and kiss her one more time before I get out of the bed. In the bathroom, as I warm a towel under hot water, I notice in the mirror I have signs of her virginity on me. Not wanting to remove her from me just yet, I take the towel to her. She is still where I left her.

“Fallon, baby, open your legs. Let me take care of you.”

She opens, and I gently clean her with the towel. I wipe away all traces of our lovemaking. I also notice she begins to moan. My girl is still wanting...I‘ll have to take care of that.