I SIT in the back of the limo holding Miron’s hand tightly. The wedding was perfect, and so was the reception. I’ve had enough surprises today to last me a lifetime, but Miron won’t tell me where we are heading.
“Are we going to a hotel?” I ask.
The glint of playfulness in his eyes is my answer. “I told you to wait and see.” He squeezes my hand. “If you ask again, I may have to punish you.”
Before I can ask him again, hoping to push him to do precisely that, the car jerks to a stop. These damn blacked-out windows make it impossible to see where we are.
Miron pulls a blindfold out of his pocket and dangles it in front of me. “No peaking, or I really will punish you.”
I sigh heavily. “Don’t you think I’ve had enough surprises for one day?” “No.” He shakes his head. “turn around,” he commands in his deep
baritone.
My thighs clench whenever he gets authoritative with me. It doesn’t help that he’s about to blindfold me, one of our favorite things to do before sex. He ties the blindfold tightly and grabs my hand.
I hear the door click open, and he helps me out of the limo.
Miron’s arm slides around my back as he leads me blind. I trust him with all my heart, knowing whatever he has in store will be perfect. “I don’t like not seeing where I’m going.”
Miron chuckles beside me. “Don’t worry. I’ve got you.”
I’m sure I can hear the sound of waves and smell the scent of the ocean.
Miron knows I love the sea. “Are we at the seaside?” Miron growls lowly. “No guessing.”
I shrug. “I’m not guessing. I can smell the sea and hear the waves.”
His hand tightens on my hip in a warning. “Keep your thoughts to yourself.”
I smile at how worked up he is getting, but do as he says.
He stops suddenly, jerking me to a stop. “Fuck it, you already know, so I might as well take your blindfold off now.” He unfastens the blindfold, and my jaw drops.
We’re standing in front of a beautiful yacht. “Are we going on that?” I ask.
“Yeah, we’re going on our honeymoon on it for the next two weeks.” He smiles. “Just you, me and the sea
My jaw drops. I can’t imagine a better honeymoon than spending it at sea. My eyes flood with tears of joy. “This is perfect.”
Miron lifts me into his arms and carries me onto the boat. It’s enormous, and there’s a jacuzzi on the bottom deck. He sets me down on the deck, allowing me a chance to investigate.
“This is too much.”
Miron shakes his head. “The charter is a wedding gift from Andrei.”
I set my hand on the railing around the deck, admiring the glimmering surface of the water. “That man has too much money to know what to do with it.”
“I agree.”
The sun has started to set as the boat exits the small harbor. I stare out at the expansive sea. There’s no way in hell I’d ever have planned my wedding as well as this. Miron wows me every day with his love, but today has been something else.
“Champagne?” Miron asks, moving toward me with a glass in his hand.
I take it and smile, leaning against the rails at the front of the boat. “This is beautiful,” I say.
“Yes, you are.” Miron lifts my free hand and presses his lips to the back of it. “Perfect in every way.”
I shake my head. “How did I get this lucky?”
He smirks. “I’m honestly not sure, you don’t deserve me.” I roll my eyes.
He spanks my ass with a firm slap. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, Kiska.” “Sorry, sir,” I say, voice mocking.
He grabs my hips with a possessive grip, and I already know what’s coming. “Are you trying to annoy me, Sofia?” he asks.
I shake my head. “Of course not.”
He bites the back of my neck gently. “Are you trying to get me to punish you?”
A shiver starts from the top of my head and travels right down my spine. Miron always knows how to make my knees shake with his dominant voice. He doesn’t even need to touch me.
“Always,” I reply, shutting my eyes as his fingers trace lightly down my exposed back.
He groans behind me, pressing his hard erection into my ass. “I can’t wait to discipline my wife,” he purrs, nibbling on the lobe of my ear.
He digs his fingers into my hips, forcing me to turn around.
I gasp as he tightens his fingers around my throat, making me so needy. We’re going to consummate our marriage, and every nerve in my body tingles with anticipation. Miron’s hot and hungry gaze drags down my body. It sets me on fire.
“Strip,” he orders.
I glance around the deck, wondering where the crew is. We can’t be entirely alone on this boat, and it’s too big. Not to mention, somebody must be steering it. “Won’t someone see us?”
Miron shakes his head. “The crew know not to disturb us here.”
I drag my bottom lip between my teeth, glancing down at my wedding dress. The dress zips up at the side, so I pull it down and let it fall to the floor.
Miron’s gaze darkens as I step out of the dress and stand in my lacy white underwear with suspenders. “Fuck,” he groans, rubbing a hand over the hard length of his cock.
I lick my bottom lip, anticipating him inside of me.
His gaze moves to the hot tub, bubbling on the deck of the boat. “Get
in.”
I shiver as a cool breeze brushes over my skin. Miron watches me as I
move toward the water, lowering myself into it. I sit down, facing him and let my hand tease between my legs.
He strips too, removing his boxers as well. My heart skips a beat as his cock springs free, slapping hard against his muscled abs. Miron wraps his fingers around his shaft, jerking his cock up and down vigorously.
I watch him, touching myself. All I want is for my husband to join me. “Turn your back to me,” he orders.
I do as he says in a heartbeat – the anticipation building deep inside of me. I hear him sinking into the water, and my stomach clenches with need. He nears me and gets so close I can feel his breath falling on my neck. My husband is shamelessly teasing me.
He suddenly grabs my hips and pulls me against him. My body molds to his as if it was made to fit him. Miron’s hand teases up my chest before settling on my neck. He forces me to look up at him, craning my neck.
“I’m going to fuck you all night long, Kiska,” he groans, kissing me from behind. His tongue delves inside of my mouth.
I moan as he spanks my ass hard three times. It’s ridiculous how wet and needy he gets me just from spanking me.
I can hardly believe this dominant, god of a man is officially mine. He owns me know. Ever since I fell for him, I’ve wanted to take his last name. I’ve wanted to be possessed by him in every possible way.
He spins me around and kisses me hard. “I need to be inside of you.”
I wrap my arms around his neck, digging my fingertips into his peppered hair. “Fuck me, sir.”
He groans, biting my bottom lip hard enough to hurt. I gasp as he sinks into the water, dragging me to sit on his lap. The hot, swollen head of his cock nudging against my entrance. I try to push down onto him, but he holds me tightly.
“I’m in control, baby girl. Do you understand?” I nod my head, stilling above him.
He exerts enough pressure on my hips, sliding me over his dick like a glove. He holds still with every inch of him buried deep inside of me. It’s impossible to keep still as I try to move myself up and down his throbbing length.
He yanks my hair, forcing me to still. “Don’t make me punish you this early in the night.”
My thighs quiver as he holds me suspended and unmoving on his cock
-it’s torture. After what feels like hours, he moves his hips slowly. Every thrust hits that spot deep inside of me, but it’s achingly slow. Miron knows how to tease me.
“Hold on tight, baby girl,” he groans, tightening his grip on my thighs.
I gasp as he starts to fuck me harder and faster. My body bounces up and down on his cock as he keeps control of the pace, despite the position I’m in. I let out a deep moan as my muscles tighten around his shaft. My climax is closer with each pump of his dick.
“You feel like heaven, Kiska,” he growls, biting my right nipple gently and making me squeal. He runs his tongue around the stinging area, before repeating the same to my left nipple.
I let my head fall back, wishing this moment could last forever. We’re lost to each other, forgetting entirely about the rest of the world. For now, it’s only Miron and me. His fingers knead my buttocks, and then I feel them teasing at my asshole.
The excitement increases as he pushes his finger gently into that forbidden area. My mouth waters as I think about him fucking my ass. Miron senses my anticipation, stopping fucking me to my annoyance.
“You want to feel my cock here, don’t you?” I nod my head. “Fuck, yes.”
He groans and lifts me from his cock, shifting to the edge of the tub and grabbing something from the floor – a bottle of lube and a dildo. My body blazes hot. “Come here,” he orders.
I walk over to him, and he grabs me, bending me over the edge of the tub. He pushes me down against it and then brings his mouth to my ass, licking me there. He alternates between licking my asshole and my pussy, increasing the need inside of me.
I moan as he thrusts the dildo into my pussy, fucking me with it a few times. Miron loves stuffing both of my holes, and I love it too. Our sexual appetites go hand in hand. He squirts lube all over my ass and then slides two fingers in first. Slowly, he stretches my hole until I’m ready to accept the thick girth of him.
He slaps his cock against my hungry hole, teasing me. “Please, Miron,” I groan.
He grunts behind me before pressing through the tight ring of muscles. The initial sting quickly turns to pure pleasure as he sinks every inch into my ass. Stuffed isn’t the right word. I’m so full it feels like I could burst – the thick dildo stretching my pussy as he fucks my ass.
I’m on the edge of coming undone, but the sensations Miron is putting me through are almost too intense.
“Do you like being stuffed so fucking full in both your holes?” he groans.
I nod my head, finding it difficult to speak.
He yanks my hair, forcing me to arch my back. “Answer me, Sofia.”
“Yes, sir,” I sob, needing to orgasm so bad it almost hurts. “Please,” I groan.
He speeds up his thrusts, fucking my ass fiercely. Every grunt and groan from him sounds animalistic. He turns to a beast whenever he’s inside of me, and I love it.
“I want you to come for me, Kiska.” He thrusts once, twice, three times. “I want you to come with two big cocks stretching you out. I want you to come while my cock is buried deep in your ass.”
He reaches beneath me and rolls my clit between his finger and thumb. I explode. Stars filter into my vision, and for a moment, I wonder if I’ve died. The pure ecstasy short-circuits my brain. He keeps fucking me as I come undone. My knees are so weak he has to hold me up.
He grunts and I feel rope after rope of thick cum spilling into my ass.
“I love you,” he murmurs, pulling me to sit on his lap. His lips meet mine in a soft and lazy kiss. The glow of the moon and stars illuminates the dark sea around us. All those nights wishing my crush on Miron would turn to something more, it seems dreams really can come true.
THE END