“Why the fuck are you walking like John Wayne?” Pitiful! Don’t laugh Logan this crazy bitch will scalp your ass. It was close but I held it in.

I know how she gets when I push her too far. The demure society princess turns into a hellcat when she’s sexually frustrated. If I wasn’t so mad at her this shit would be funny.

I knew when she came out of the bathroom in that robe what her game was. She thinks she knows me so well, thinks that because she has me wrapped around her little finger that she can get away with shit.

I lounged back on he bed with my hands behind my head and watched her wiggle her ass across the room. Next she’ll bend over to pick some imaginary thing up off the floor and show me her bare pink pussy.

If that doesn’t work she’d use her whiny voice to get what she wants. Just as I thought I looked over to see her pussy peeping out at me through her legs. I pretended not to see shit. “Logan?”

“Yeah!” That’s supposed to tell me how serious she is, her using my name. The kink doesn’t cross certain lines. When my woman has something to tell me I listen.

But I knew she was just playing me, so decided to play along. “I don’t think you’re being fair.” Is that how she plans on winning this round? I could’ve told her to quit while she was ahead.

I’d watched the video on her iPad and seen enough that she should be getting an ass whipping. Though she’d told me the truth about what happened that night, seeing that shit with my own two eyes had only pissed me off farther.

The dude had rubbed his dick in her face for a good few seconds before she called a halt and he moved on to someone else. I didn’t answer her and she just kept digging. I listened to all she had to say without uttering a word. “You disrespected me.” That’s all I had to say, it was all that was needed.

For the rest of the week leading up to our wedding here was a cold distance between us. She’s allowed to have her own feelings about things and I guess she was sticking to her belief that she’d done no wrong.

No matter how pissed she’d decided to be, I still fucked her at night when we climbed into bed. I still didn’t let her cum though. I’d left her high and dry before out of spite. Her ass needs to apologize.

Neither one of us were going to relent it seems. Which was funny as hell, because we were together on everything else outside of bed. There were last minute wedding plans that had to be taken care of.

The night before the wedding my mother and hers who’d come into town for the wedding got some hair up their ass about me seeing her before the wedding.

I wasn’t pleased with that shit and let my feelings be known. I went out for one last night with some of the guys I’d grown up with who I’d reconnected with since coming home, and when I got back she wasn’t there.

I called her phone, no answer. I went next door, she wasn’t there. I couldn’t find my woman anywhere. I spent the night before my wedding pissed the fuck off and plotting mayhem.

I knew she had to come back at some point because she was getting dressed next door at mom’s so I went to bed biding my time.

No one knew what was going on in my head all the next day, because I played the role very well. I accepted all the well wishes and congratulations from family and friends, all the while seething.

I walked over next door two hours before the wedding was supposed to start and found her upstairs in one of the guest rooms surrounded by women.

There was a flurry of chaos as they tried keeping me out of the room. “You, come here.” I pointed to her where she was sitting getting the finishing touches on her hair.

Mom tried getting in my face but Belle had enough sense to tell her that it was okay. She looked beautiful in her gown and I told her so as I took her hand and led her from the room, down the stairs and out the house.

I pulled her along behind me and headed for the stables. Let whoever was watching think what they will. Once we reached an empty stall I pulled her in and closed the door.

“Where were you last night?”

“I…I was at grandma’s.” She looked nervous as hell.

“What did I say about that shit? Did I not say you were not sleeping away from me?”

“I know but they…”

“Who’s they?” I advanced on her and she backed away until her legs hit the bale of hay behind her. She swallowed hard and looked anywhere but at me.

“Lift up your dress.”

“What?” I put one hand around her throat and squeezed while the other snaked up her thigh beneath her wedding gown.

“I said lift it.” Her hands shook as she obeyed me and I lowered my head and kissed her hard. I know that part of the reason she’d disobeyed me was because she was still mad. But I wasn’t about to let her start our new life together like this.

“Make that the last time you disobey me. Now lay down and spread your legs open for me.” She looked like she wanted to argue but the look on my face stopped her.

She laid back on he bale of hay and I saw her pretty white lace panties with her garter belt and all that other good stuff women wear under their wedding gowns.

I tore the panties off and sniffed her scent before stuffing them in the pocket of my tux. I worked my cock from my pants and straddled her chest, pushing my cock past her lips.

“Get me hard.” She licked my cockhead before sucking it into her mouth. “Play with your pussy, get it nice and wet for my cock.” Her hand went between her thighs and I heard the sopping sound of her fingers going into her. She was already wet the little freak.

I fucked her face until my cock was as hard as it was going to get before pulling out of her mouth. “If you don’t want that dress dirtied up you’d better hold it out of the way.”

She grumbled something but held the dress up higher against her chest. I knelt down between her thighs and pushed my cock inside her.

“I want your tit.” She had to do some maneuvering to get it out the top of the dress but soon I had her tit in my mouth while I fucked into her cunt. Since I’d missed her the night before and had been riding on a mad the whole day, I knew I wasn’t gonna last. “Do you wanna cum?”

“Yes daddy.”

“Is there something you want to say to me?” Her stubborn ass thought about it for a full ten seconds before she finally relented.

I kept stroking into her belly, looking down between us at my cock slicing into her gash. “I’m sorry daddy, I shouldn’t have been there.”

I looked into her eyes as I fucked her and an understanding passed between us. I pressed down on her clit and bit down on her nipple and felt ripples in her cunt and stomach.

“Cum!” She came loud and hard, fucking her hips up at me until she damn near broke my dick off. “Thank you, thank you, thank you…” She kissed all over my face and forgot to be mad about her dress getting soiled as I fucked my seed into her.

She was a mess and I’m sure it wasn’t too hard for anyone to guess what we’d been up to in the stable, but no one said a word. No one knew that the bride walked down the aisle with cum dripping down her thighs, or that the groom had her torn panties in his pocket either.