/Samantha/
"Yeah it was, you're great, and I am the luckiest husband in the world," he added with a grin. "I am the luckiest husband in the world."
I gave him a playful smile and said, "You like speaking that word, huh?" As he kissed me and trailed little kisses up my face, he got hold of my left hand and brought it to his lips, kissing the rings on my finger. "You like saying that word, huh?"
He whispered, "I enjoy speaking that word," as he did so. When he looked into my eyes, I could feel all of the love that he had for me shining through them; I could tell that he was overjoyed that we had finally decided to get married.
He kissed me tenderly and apologized, saying, "I'm very sorry I wounded you."
I laughed and added, "I forgive you," while flashing a broad smile. At that point, my breathing had returned to normal, and my heartbeat was beginning to slow down. "So did that pain you?" I inquired because I was truly interested.
He was humorous. He smiled and responded with "No, Samantha bear, it didn't,"
"Then why the holy s*** did you say that?" I enquired while frowning.
He trailed his hands lightly down my body as he remarked, "I wasn't expecting the feel of you that's all," while he smirked and spoke the phrase.
"What do you mean Henry do I feel wrong?" When I asked him in a state of mild anxiety, he responded by putting his finger to my mouth in an attempt to silence me while smiling.
"No Samantha bear, two reason's, one, I've never had sex without a condom before so it felt different anyway, and two, you are really tight down there it felt incredible," he said to me while staring at me as if I were a goddess or something. "No Samantha bear, two reason's, one, I've never had sex without a condom before so it felt different anyway."
I let out a sigh of relief as he gave me a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth as though he wanted to commit every detail of it to memory. I moaned into his mouth as I pulled his head closer to mine and tried to squeeze as tightly as I could to his body. I felt a fluttering against my thigh, and he smiled against my lips as he pressed his lips against mine. He spoke the word "Sorry" in a hushed tone of voice.
"Holy crap, Henry, are you kidding me?" I questioned while widening my eyes, then turned him over onto his back and carefully moved my fingers down his chest.
Samantha, we ought to probably take it easy for a few days because you might be a little sore, he added as he rolled onto his side to face me again. I swiftly placed my body on top of his so that I was sitting up straddling him, and I smiled alluringly at him. He looked as though he wanted to eat me but wasn't sure if he should by the expression on his face as he raised one hand and cupped my breast while simultaneously gripping my hip with the other hand. He told Samantha in all candor, "Seriously, I don't want you to get hurt. I really do."
I made the decision to make the choice more difficult for him by raising my body up until I could feel him approaching my entrance. This caused him to groan ever-so-slightly as I applied a little pressure and continued to raise my body. "I swear to god I'm not hurt, but are you trying to tell me that you don't want to see me again?" I breathed in a tease as my body yearned for him to take up residence inside of me once more. He moaned and then moved his other hand to my h*ps. He pulled me downwards gently while forcing his shaft into me, going in deep and causing my entire body to tingle.
I threw my head back and moaned, "Holy shit, he's good at this!" as I watched him perform. As I made a little movement, his hold on my h*ps became even tighter, causing both of us to groan. I started moving my hips in different directions on top of him. I had no idea what I was doing, but it felt fantastic. When I looked down at Henry for reassurance, his countenance made it very clear that he was enjoying it. I continued doing whatever it was that I was doing. I tightened my grip and stepped up the tempo, lifting and lowering my hips in an effort to draw him in and out of my grasp. I bit my bottom lip.
Henry lifted himself up and began sucking on my breasts while running his fingers down my thighs, which caused me to tremble. This went on for a while. He immediately sat up and began passionately kissing me while muttering into my mouth. I could feel sweat running down my back from the exertion.
As he kissed down my neck and began to bite on my shoulders, I cocked my head to the side and tilted it back. When I raised my hands to make the exercise simpler for myself, he got hold of my hips and began to lift a greater proportion of my body weight. As I entangled my hands in his hair while gratefully kissing him, I thought to myself, "This making love thing is actually a lot of labor."
I was getting closer, the sensation of orgasm growing stronger within me, and the volume of my moans increasing as my breath came out in pants. "Oh Shit! Henry, you have my love "I sobbed while I relaxed, my stomach throbbing and my core contracting around him so that I could milk him while he relaxed as well.
He whispered in my ear, "I love you too," while stroking his fingers through my knotted hair, taking it off of my neck, and blowing gently on me to cool me off. "I love you too," he said. After giving him a bear embrace, in which my arms were tightly wrapped around his neck, I was able to feel his heart thumping furiously against my chest. He then planted a passionate kiss on my shoulder before gently lowering me to the ground and turning the bed around so that our bodies were still entangled.
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When we were done, I gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek. Still dripping with sweat, our bodies were incredibly sensual to look at, and I can honestly say that I've never been happier in my entire life. He broke the kiss to stare at my face, gently moving my hair away from my forehead while maintaining a seductive grin on his face. He drew away from the kiss. I couldn't help but crack a grin at him because he was just so darn cute.
"I love you," he whispered as he gently kissed the bridge of my nose.
I gave him an honest smile and closed my eyes as I said, "I love you too." I told him that I loved him more than anything else in the world, and I was happy that we were married because I had the kindest and most attentive spouse in the entire world.
Henry, I can't believe you did all of this, it's so lovely, thank you," I exclaimed, waving my hand at all of the candles and rose petals that he had placed over the room. "I can't believe you did all of this," I continued.
While he was kissing the top of my head, he remarked, "You're welcome, I told you I wanted to make it special."
I nodded and added, while still unable to catch my breath, "You did, so thank you; that really was fantastic." That was the truth, and that was unquestionably the best thing we had accomplished up to that point; the very idea of repeating it again and again and again and again, forever, made me smile.
A proud smile spread across his face as he responded, "Yeah it was, you're great, and I am the luckiest husband in the world."
I smiled in a way that suggested I was being playful and asked, "You like uttering that term, huh?" He kissed me and then trailed little kisses along my face before grabbing hold of my left hand and bringing it to his mouth to kiss the rings on my finger. He then kissed me.
He whispered, "I enjoy speaking that word," as he did so. When he looked into my eyes, I could feel all of the love that he had for me shining through them; I could tell that he was overjoyed that we had finally decided to get married.
He expressed his sorrow by gently kissing me and saying, "I'm so sorry I had to hurt you."
I laughed and added, "I forgive you," while flashing a broad smile. At that point, my breathing had returned to normal, and my heartbeat was beginning to slow down. "So did that pain you?" I inquired because I was truly interested.
He was humorous. He smiled and responded with "No, Samantha bear, it didn't,"
"Then why the holy s*** did you say that?" I enquired while frowning.
He trailed his hands lightly down my body as he remarked, "I wasn't expecting the feel of you that's all," while he smirked and spoke the phrase.
"What do you mean Henry do I feel wrong?" When I asked him in a state of mild anxiety, he responded by putting his finger to my mouth in an attempt to silence me while smiling.
"No Samantha bear, two reason's, one, I've never had sex without a condom before so it felt different anyway, and two, you are really tight down there it felt incredible," he said to me while staring at me as if I were a goddess or something. "No Samantha bear, two reason's, one, I've never had sex without a condom before so it felt different anyway."
I let out a sigh of relief as he gave me a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth as though he wanted to commit every detail of it to memory. I moaned into his mouth as I pulled his head closer to mine and tried to squeeze as tightly as I could to his body.
After sleeping for an hour, I awoke to find that Henry and I were still entangled. I was in a bit of pain, but I was so overjoyed that I thought I would explode. Henry's face was inches from from mine. This man was my husband, and he looked so stunning that I couldn't help but break out in a smile. He was an amazing-looking man. I get to keep him forever. I had the impression that I was the luckiest girl in the entire world.