The wedding was over before I even realized it was happening. I thought the day I’d get married it would be in a big cathedral with doves, thousands of guests and all sorts of flowers and media coverage. Instead, it was just me, Noelle, her friend Hannah, my sister and my parents. It was a small event and Mayor Khatib ran the whole thing himself too. We were done in less than two hours.

It was a shame too because Noelle was wearing such a beautiful dress. It wasn’t one of those big white wedding gowns normally worn. Instead, it was a really fitting black mermaid dress with an open top that fully revealed her shoulders and cleavage. The black color was just even more seductive to the eye and she wore it with such confidence too. It was like she was a black sorceress of the night and now she was mine.

However, marrying her was only the first step.

As soon as we got back home to my condo unit, I tossed my shoes to the corner, sat down on the bed and then pulled Noelle over to sit on my lap. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and then said, “Well, wife, this is it. We’re officially husband and wife now.”

“True, but we still need to file the paper work,” she reminded me. “Then there’s the fact your family is going to meet us tonight and that’s the real show.”

I was trying to get that out of my head but now that she brought it up I had to address it, “I’ve talked to everyone I could get hooked up with. I got three fashion designers, a marketing analyst and two business researchers who can help us manage this whole thing.”

“Hannah introduced me to a few IT guys who can help us build a website and then work on the search engine optimization thingy to make sure we pop up on Google and social media sites,” Noelle explained. “We are going for semi-formal clothing that is still applicable for casual parties and the like so I also talked to a fashion critic who has a really popular blog to look into our stuff once we start launching previews.”

A strong sense of pride and accomplishment swelled in my heart when I heard her say these things. It was like my life was on the verge of collapsing in on itself when my brother died but now we were celebrating a wedding and a new business.

“Care for some coffee?” I asked her. We still had some time to kill before we had to move out for other important plans.

She nodded, “That’s sweet of you to ask. I’ll have mine black with two teaspoons of sugar, please.”

I grinned and let her off my lap. I watched as she got up and just stripped right in front of me. She headed to the drawer and pulled out one of my big shirts. Without a bra or panty on I found it incredibly adorable to see her wearing just my shirt on top.

“What?” she asked as soon as she noticed me staring.

I blushed and shook my head, “O-oh, it’s nothing. Let me make that coffee for you.”

Noelle got on our bed as I changed into a pair of shorts and headed to our small coffee brewer. I could hear her humming as I made two cups of coffee. As I poured in the hot water over the granules of coffee and sugar, my mind began to trail a little. I just thought how difficult it would be if we ever had to go our separate ways.

“H-hey,” I called as I handed a cup to her. “Careful, it’s hot. Uhm, by the way, I do have a question to ask.”

She looked at me confused. She took a sip of her drink, gave an approving nod, and then replied, “Sure, what is it?”

I took a seat beside her, right by the edge of the bed, and continued on, “If all this fails, will you leave?”

“To be honest, I haven’t thought about it,” she admitted. “You’re still going to pay me the one million dollars, right?”

I chuckled and nodded, “Yeah. At least your problems will be solved. But that doesn’t really answer my question. Regardless of how this all ends, will you leave?”

She paused and took a moment to really think about her answer. After what felt like forever she then said, “You know, even if it all came down the shithole, I’d still stay.”

Oddly I felt a warm tingling feeling and a sense of elation. “R-Really?”

She shrugged and gave me a smile, “I’ve come to like spending my time with you.”

“I do too,” I admitted. I couldn’t say that I loved her but it was true that I enjoyed my time spent with her. Where there was once nothing but raw sex, business and loneliness there was now someone I was looking forward to embrace each morning.

A moment of peaceful silence passed between us and I think both of us felt a little awkward from that exchange. I looked at her and noticed she was blushing. It was just so damn adorable.

I can’t believe I like this. It made me feel emotions I never thought would swirl in my chest.

“You know what I’m going to do if we pull this whole damn thing off?” I asked her, hoping to change the subject.

Noelle giggled and then turned around. She straddled my lap, wrapping her legs around me and began to grind her body against mine. With nothing but my shirt on I could feel her pussy and tits pushing against me. It was causing me to get another erection. I fucking loved how horny she had become.

“What?” she asked me.

“I am going to reward you with a whole night of rough fucking and a blow of load to your face,” I answered.

She laughed and then leaned closer to nibble at my lips, “I like that… but only if you fuck me right now too.”

I gave her a hard slap on the ass and then pulled her in closer, “You know I want to but we got to get ready. We told them we’d get everything ready in an hour.”

“How about a quickie?” she begged. She pushed me down to lean back on the couch and began to kiss me softly from my ears down to my lips. “Please, for me?”

This was like a dream come true. She was practically begging for sex. I knew we had to go and that there was still a lot to do but I couldn’t help it. There was this hot little pixie sitting on my lap and I just had to get another taste of her.

I took her panties, which she had tossed to the bedside, and shoved them in her mouth. I then took her by the wrists and twisted them behind her back and said, “Just a quickie and only because you got me so freaking horny, you little slut. Now turn around and get on the floor.”

“Yes husband,” she said with a kinky smile and then got on her knees on the floor. I pushed her down, keeping her ass high and her head flat on the floor. I kept her hands behind her back and quickly slid out of my shorts to let my hungry cock out.

“Ass up,” I commanded with a slap to her ass. She yelped and raised her hips even higher. When I reached down to feel her she was already soaking wet.

Excited, I rammed my cock deep into her pussy from behind. It made her moan and scream but the sound of her voice locked in ecstasy only made me even more anxious to cum. I wanted to fucking wreck her with my cock and it didn’t take long for her to begin squirting her orgasm down, getting her legs and myself all wet.

That made me go wild and I plowed my cock in and out of her tight little hole with no remorse, pounding in like she was just another fuck toy for me to enjoy. When it was time for me to blow my load I yanked her by the hair, tossed her panties out of her mouth and pried her mouth open so I could dump my load deep down in her throat.

By then she was filled with cum; my hot seed oozed out of her pussy and out of the corner of her lips. She could only smile and I admired how she looked; her hair was a mess, her makeup ruined and the wedding dress she had on was in utter chaos. She looked like a total slut but she was my wife, which made her my slut.

“Yummy,” I commended her with a pat to the face.

“Yummy,” she echoed with a smile. She took my shirt and used it to wipe herself down clean. When she was done she tossed it to the corner and said, “Okay… now we can go handle the business stuff.”

That made me chuckle and I gave her a kiss on the forehead before helping her up on her feet.

For the rest of the hour, we had to shower, get dressed, to gather all of our papers and other resources for the presentation. When we were ready, we waited a mere fifteen more minutes and I got the call that my parents’ chauffeur had arrived to pick us up.

I had to take in one last deep breath before we’d go. She was fidgeting too and had to drink one last cup of coffee before we could tell the driver downstairs that we’d be off in just a few more minutes. We couldn’t be late, after all, seeing as we were the ones behind this whole presentation.

This was the moment we had been preparing for. We were now ready – or at least I hoped we were – to give one last show for my parents. Sure, there were going to be at least two hundred other people there at the venue but none of them mattered to me. They were just background noise. The only person in that reception hall that mattered to me tonight was my father.

Well, him and Noelle. I took one last glance at her and smiled. She had become the steady rock that kept me up even when all my walls were crumbling. I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for her.

Following one last check, Noelle and I dressed in our finest dinner attire and we headed downstairs.