I'm not a virgin and neither are you. We've both had our fun in the past – rushed things when we shouldn't have, stayed in relationships for all the wrong reasons, lead people along. I knew from the moment I met you I wanted you, that I wanted your lips on mine, your hands all over my body, I wanted you in me, but there was something different about you from all the other men I've known before. Something that I couldn't put my finger on, yet excited and intrigued me. I wanted to find out more, so I held back and waited. And so did you, content just to hold me in your arms and caress me in kisses.

Then you asked me to marry me and I didn't have to even think about it when I said yes. We had already waited so long, what were a few more months – we didn't want a big ceremony just a handful of guests and good weather. Today was the best day of my life when we walked down the aisle and made a solemn vow in front of our close family to love and to cherish forever. And now tonight is just for the two of us.

I sit on the edge of the bed my simple white dress fanned around, the pale pink flowers still entwined in my hair. I look up at you stood smiling down at me with that smile I know all too well. Except for you eyes, they shine with a fresh new hunger, as you refrain yourself from completely devouring me in one go. Your fingers twitch by your side as you watch me.

Your suit jacket is casually flung to the floor along with your shoes and socks, and your tie is already loosened. As you begin unfastening your silver cufflinks, I help undo your shirt buttons. Working from the bottom I slowly make my way up, revealing inch by inch your perfectly toned body. I bite my lip as my body begins to quiver in anticipation of what is to come. Although I have seen you in such a state of undress before, there's something different about you tonight – I don't know if it's the way the flickering candlelight catches your abs, or if it's knowing that you are truly mine, all mine, but I feel a deep, primal, connection with you that I have never experienced before.

You undo the top few buttons as I struggle to reach that far up. Instead I bring my hands back down around your back feeling the heat of your skin against my fingertips as I lean in and kiss you lightly on the stomach, just above your pubic area. You smell of the cologne I bought you for your birthday, and the fresh lilacs we had as our centre pieces, and ever so slightly of sweat. Instinctively, my hands run round your waist to your front as I begin fumbling, eagerly unbuckling you leather belt.

I can already see your erection straining against your trousers. I reach for your zipper, but before I can free it, you suddenly cup my face between both your hands. Gently but with purpose, you tilt my face up towards you as you lean down to kiss me. A moan escapes my lips as you kiss me with such passionate desire, your tongue sliding inside my mouth, your hands enveloping my face, the weight of you pushing against me. Lovingly dominating me.

I kiss you back, my hands scrambling across your body, desperate to touch you in so many ways. They stroke your hair before sliding down across your bare back, chest and stomach, before finding their way back to your zipper, pulling down your trousers and underwear down in one movement.

In turn you find the clasp at the back of my dress and undo it with such force that I'm afraid that you've torn it apart, the straps falling down over my shoulders to reveal the plain white lace bra underneath.

But my worry is short lived as my hands wrap around the base of your cock. Nothing else matters in this moment as I feel your pulse throbbing against my fingers. Pulling away, you stand up straight towering benevolently above me as you twist a coil of my hair around your finger. Your manhood is now inches from my face, it looks so big and powerful in my dainty hands as my fingers barely meet. The gold wedding band on my finger shimmers as it catches the light.

I feel breathless just looking at you. I don't think you can comprehend just how much in awe I am of you. But as my eyes travel up your naked torso to your face, to your smile, and to your eyes, I see that same look of pure desire staring back at me. Still maintaining eye contact, I lean forwards brushing my lips against the tip of your swollen head in a tender kiss. Your cock twitches in my hands as I feel you shudder. Running my hand up and down along the shaft, I part my lips sliding them slowly, teasingly along the rest of your cock, savouring the taste and feel of you entering my mouth.

Twisting my hair in your fists, you let out a moan as I run my tongue along the underside. Then thrusting forwards you slam into the back of my throat making me gasp and splatter on your big, girthy cock. Not yet, you groan pulling out. A strand of saliva hangs from your shaft.

Before I can respond you push me gently yet firmly back down against the queen-sized mattress and pull my dress past my hips and down my legs so that I am only in my matching white lace underwear and ivory heels. I lick my lips tasting the hint of your manhood. You give me an appraising, approving look before climbing up on the bed beside me.

Pinning my wrists above my head with one hand, you kiss me hard on the lips with much more vigour and urgency than ever before. The weight of your body leaning into me pushes me further and deeper into the mattress. I can feel the heat of you against my skin, and your rock hard cock, damp with my spit, throbbing between my now slick thighs. Your other hand snakes down over my body, rubbing my clit through the thin material of my underwear.

Your lips then move away from mine. Lightly tracing my jawline and working down my neck, you stop when you hit that spot just above my shoulder that you know I like so much and bite down. Not enough to break the skin or leave a mark, but enough to make me gasp, arching my back against the mattress, while you continue massaging my clit through my now soaking underwear. You continue to kiss me gentle yet passionately, your lips warm and soft against my collar bone.

Kissing along the top of my breasts, you bring both of your hands round behind my back. Realising what you want, I arch my back as you unclasp my bra and remove it, throwing it over your shoulder without a glance behind, to join my wedding dress on the floor. You resume kissing my breasts, your teeth gently grazing my skin.

Cupping one breast with your hand and squeezing, you lick and kiss my nipple till it hardens against your masterful tongue. I can feel the warm metal of your wedding ring dig into me. Meanwhile, your other hand returns back down between my legs. This time pushing my underwear to one side as you tease your strong fingers along my slit. You bite down on my sensitive nipple, causing me to cry out in pain and pleasure, grinding my body up against yours. My hands now free from your hold pull your face in closer, my fingers raking through your short hair. I'm so wet now, I can feel my juices soaking the sheets beneath me.

You bite down harder, eliciting another moan of ecstasy from me, before moving across to my other breast. Circling my other nipple with your eager tongue, you slide two expert fingers inside of me. Over the sound of out panting, and my heartbeat racing inside my chest, I can hear your fingers splashing inside me, my juices coating them as they pump in and out. Hitting all the right spots.

My fingers pull at your hair and scratch at your back as my body tenses and arcs beneath you. My legs wrap around your back, pulling you in close as I let out a scream of pure ecstasy. Your fingers continue pumping, coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of me, and you have no idea in this moment how much I love you, that there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you.

Gradually, you slow your momentum as my breathing begins steady and my head begins to clear. You give each of my breasts one last tender kiss before pulling away. Your hair is a wild main, and your face is flushed red and glistening with spit. That primitive, lust-filled look still in your eyes. I've never felt anything as intense before, you have given me everything I have ever wanted and now it's your turn to claim what is rightfully yours. With slightly trembling hands, my body still relishing in post-climax ecstasy, I slide my underwear down past my ankles. Now completely naked before you.

Licking your lips, you climb up on top of me. Pressing the swollen head of your manhood against my eager pussy. It feels so big and powerful as it pulses against me, that I worry despite how wet I am down there, that you won't fit. Tensing, I brace myself for penetration. Perspiration coats your body, giving you an almost ethereal glow in the dimmed lights.

Slowly, you thrust forwards parting my tingling lips. I let out a gasp, and I can feel you shaking, restraining yourself from slamming yourself completely inside me in one forceful go. Wrapping my fingers round your muscular arms, I thrust my hips up to take more of you in. I want, need, to feel all of you in me; stretching me, filling me, claiming me.

Sensing my desire, your hands slide to the back of my knees and lift my legs up over your broad shoulders. We both let out a moan as you fill me completely, pushing me further into the mattress with the weight of your powerful, masterful, naked body. You hold yourself there for a while deep inside me, letting me savour the feel of you – your pulse, your warmth, your girth stretching and pleasuring me. Your eyes linger over me, taking me all in. My tussled hair and parted lips, the exposed part of my slender neck and throat, my tender breasts and naked torso.

Just when I think I can't take any more anticipation, you pull back. Your manhood sliding easily between my wetted lips. There's a feeling of sweet release, before you plunge back into me, slamming against my body. I let out a gasp and a moan as you repeat the process, sliding and pumping inside my aching, quivering pussy.

Quickly you build speed, increasing intensity. The sturdy four-poster bed shakes from the sheer force of your momentum. My body trembles and arches beneath you. Each thrust causing a new sensation sparking and exploding inside of me. I don't care who hears me, or how wild I sound as I cry out in pure, unadulterated ecstasy.

Another orgasm, bigger and more powerful than ever before sends shock waves through my body as you erupt inside me. You let out a shudder. Unable to withstand the impact you collapse on top of me. The smell of your musk fills my nostrils as the heat and the weight of you presses against me. Your white-hot, potent seed empties inside me, filling me up and seeping out to coat the inside of my thighs. Every inch of me is immersed with you in one way or another, as if we were one.