Chapter 34

Lock

1:02 AM SATURDAY

My blushing bride is beaming as I carry her over the threshold into our suite. I lean in and give her a kiss, excited to get her inside.

“I love you, Lock!” she says as our lips part. Never in my life has my heart been so full. I’m staring so deeply into her gorgeous green eyes that I’m blissfully ignorant of our surroundings until…

A ping pong ball hits me square in the mouth.

I wince, trying to process what even happened. I look out ahead of me, Sammi still in my arms new bride-style…

We both take a good, long stare at what’s going on in our hotel suite. I don’t know about Sammi, but I can’t even blink.

What the fuck is this shit?

Music is blaring through the entire suite, so much so that the ground is vibrating. I can barely process anything because the bass is just so high.

The coffee table has turned into a poker table, and Becky and Liam are sitting there with a monkey and gambling against it. And worse yet, the monkey looks like he’s winning.

As I turn my head to the dining table, a look of horror manifests on my face that forces Sammi to put her hand on my cheek in a concerned wife manner.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” she asks.

I don’t answer. I just nod my head in that direction.

She turns her face to the sight in front of us. I’ve directed her to the source of the ping pong ball.

Percy and Mysti are playing beer pong. With no paddles.

Why is that any shocking? They’re also not using their hands.

The ping pong ball that tapped me square in the lips was launched from a vagina.

That’s right. A cunt-launched ping pong ball whacked me right in the kisser. How or why they decided it was a good idea to start rocket launching ping pong balls from their pussies is beyond me, but I have an inkling that ladyboy Celine Dion had something to do with it.

They’re all laughing and having a good, time and I can’t help but stare as Mysti lines up her next shot. I watch, perplexed, as she lands a ping pong ball right into one of Percy’s cups.

“Fuck’s sake, ladies,” I exclaim as Sammi giggles uncontrollably.

The three of them look over at Sammi and me.

“Ayyyyyyy!” shout Percy and Mysti, their best drunken attempt at greeting us before returning to their game.

We walk past them and pass by the most intense monkey-led game of Texas Hold ‘Em I’ve ever seen.

The suite is much too loud, and I can see by Sammi’s face that she feels the same. We go out to the balcony, getting some fresh air and a muted version of the chaos as we watch from outside instead.

I return Sammi to her feet and hold her in a loving embrace.

“Thank you, Lock,” she says. She nestles her head against my chest.

“Of course, darl,” I respond. I lean down as she looks up at me, and we share another passionate kiss.

My cock twitches in my pants as our lips meet and meld with one another. As my hand wraps around Sammi’s tight little waist and caresses her side, my thoughts start to go hazy, and I’m overwhelmed with the desire to consummate our marriage.

I reach my hand down to her warm pussy, rubbing the fabric of her dress against her bare pussy lips. She sighs up into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine and raising goosebumps all over my body.

Sammi reaches a hand down to my rock-hard cock and starts running her fingernails against it through my pants, making my eyes roll back in my head. Fuck. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

I thrust my cock hard against her hand, and she grips it tight and hard against my pants before unbuttoning them and tearing my cock out into full view.

She drops down to her knees, thumping hard against our concrete balcony overlooking the entire city and fiercely shoving my cock between her lips.

As the head of my dick slithers against her tongue, I thrust into her mouth further, forcing her to open her throat to take the rest of me.

Holy shit.

“Yes, Sammi. Mmph, baby. Just like that,” I say to her, petting her head as she works my massive, throbbing cock.

“Mmm,” she moans as she slides her mouth back and forth over my dick. I throw my head down to watch her, moaning and thrusting in and out of her while she pierces me with those damn green eyes.

In an act of raw passion, I tear her up from her knees and force her against the balcony, still facing me. I throw her leg up, resting her high heel on the rail and bringing myself down to her pussy.

I drag my tongue against her pussy lips and flick it against her clit before closing my lips around it and sucking. She moans in delight and gets a good grip of my hair, pulling my face harder against her pussy as I make out with her love button.

Her pussy is so sweet, and her aroma so intoxicating. It’s all I ever want to experience for the rest of my life.

Sammi is the one. I’ve never been more certain of anything.

I slide a finger inside of that sweet, slick cunt of hers and rub it against her G-spot over and over, listening to her writhe and feeling her squirm above me.

I pull my lips off of her pussy and slip my finger back out, dragging it up her pussy lips as I come back up to her face, kissing her soft, plump lips with her sweet nectar on my own. As my tongue slips into her mouth, I position my cock against her pussy opening.

She gasps hard as I thrust into her, taking her as mine for the first time ever as man and wife.

From the first time we’ve ever fucked, I’d dreamed of this moment. Sammi’s been mine for as long as we’ve known each other, and it’s finally time for me to make it official.

I pump in and out of her, my cock pushing hard against her G-spot with each thrust. She digs her nails into my shoulders as I plow into her. Our bodies are hot and sticky with sweat, demonstrating just how much passion we have flowing between us.

She’s panting hard for me, and her pussy is tightening around my throbbing, aching cock. We’re both close, our bodies building up intense, tingling orgasms just ready to explode out of us.

And it’s perfect. Everything about this moment.

From the polluted sky, to the noisy room behind us, to the stench of Bangkok. All of it has had a hand in making this the most memorable moment of our lives.

As I thrust into her again, she collapses, gushing cum all over my cock. Just as she climaxes, my cock bursts inside of her, coating the inside of her pussy with my creamy juices and mixing with her own.

Just as we’re both coming down from our climax, Sammi’s head falls against my chest, and she begins to weep. Perplexed, I hold her head tight, comforting her and petting her hair.

“What’s wrong, baby?” I say. I kiss her forehead.

“I’m just so saaaaad!” she wails.

“Sad? Sammi, why are you sad?”

“Because I’m going to forget all of this! I just love you so much, and I’m so happy with you, and I’m gonna forget it all and fucking marry that asshole tomorrow and be miserable!”

“Sammi…” I start, finally also pulling my dick out of her.

“I’m just a fucking coward for not owning up to any of this without all the tequila. I’m sorry. I really wish I was sober. I don’t want to be drunk anymore!” she cries.

At my second attempt to comfort her, I’m interrupted by another guest.

The monkey makes chirping and cooing noises as it closes the door behind him, joining us outside. Sammi’s face lights up.

“Monkey!” she shouts. The monkey gives her his full attention. “Come with me.”

As they start back inside, I follow. I don’t know what’s going on, but I’ll be damned if I don’t stick around to find out. I shove my dick back into my pants and regain my composure.

Once we’re back into the suite, maneuvering through the chaos, Sammi stops at her room. She reaches onto the dresser and hands the monkey her award.

“I won this tonight, Monkey,” she says to him. “I want you to take it and hide it from me until I can remember how much I love my husband.”

The monkey chatters unintelligibly and delivers Sammi something that looks akin to a salute.

He takes the award and scampers off with it, suddenly full of purpose.

“There,” Sammi says, nodding and crossing her arms over her gorgeous, perfect chest. “Now I’ll have to fucking remember—or else.”

And just like that, my heart is full.