JAMES & BIANCA'S WEDDING RECEPTION
AKIRA
I hated wearing a tux. Fucking hated it. Suits were bad enough. Tuxedos were man torture.
I tugged at my collar.
James, who I'd been chatting with, laughed. "Feel free to go change, if you want. All of the wedding party pictures have been taken. No one here will care if you dress down. Hell, run around in your boxers, for all I care."
Someone giggled to our left. It was so loud that we both turned to look. A little blonde thing, who I assumed was drunk, had found that very funny.
"I would pay to see that!" she told us with no shame. "Hell, I'll go find some ones, to tuck into your G-string, stud muffin!"
I glared at the loud mouthed little pixie. Her name was either Marnie or Judith. I couldn't remember which one was which and likely never would.
The dark haired one, again, either Marnie or Judith, added, "Fuck ones, I'll find twenties to see that fine ass."
"What the fu—" I started to rip into them.
Lana took pity on me, or them, or both. She brought her lovely self to my side, tutted at the girls, and started to lead them both away, murmuring something about coffee.
"Sorry, Lana, we meant no harm. Your husband is fucking hot," one of them said as they walked away.
"Those girls are a nuisance," I told James.
He laughed. "No, no they aren't. They're actually the opposite of that. Completely harmless. And very drunk."
I made a face. "Well, they've distracted my wife, when I was just going to distract her myself, so they're a nuisance to me."
Luckily, she wasn't gone for long, came back to me smiling, taking my breath away.
She was just too perfect, elegant and beautiful, strong and capable. And mine. I still couldn't believe it.
It was her own fault when she got into arm's reach of me, and I plucked her up and started to carry her away from the party. She was too damned irresistible.
There were some cheers from the partygoers as they caught the spectacle. Whatever. Let them look. She was mine. No matter how far out of my league she was. Mine.
She was strangely quiet, not teasing me for once.
"Something wrong?" I asked her as we neared the house.
She sighed against me.
"You want me to put you down?" I asked her.
"Never," she said softly.
I smiled.
She broke the news to me at the strangest moment.
We were both naked. Sweating. I had my face buried in her pussy, about a second away from replacing it with my cock.
Her hands were in my hair and she was crying out, crying out.
I moved up her body, lingering on her flat belly.
"I'm pregnant," she panted, clutching me to her.
I lost my mind after that, took her like a man possessed, jolting into her again and again.
"I love you," I panted into her lovely face.
"I love you," she said back. It was about the tenth time we'd both said it, repeating it back and forth as we made love, like we couldn't say it enough, couldn't hear it enough.
Afterward I laid my head gently on her taut belly, hands running over it tenderly.
My baby in her belly. I shuddered, my entire massive self shaking with pleasure. It was all I'd ever wanted.
BY R.K. LILLEY
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