Warning: Contains strong sexual material- do not read if uncomfortable!

Michael's POV:

I'm on top of the world! I'm really going to be marrying my best friend. Who'd a known I'd marry someone that's not a celebrity?

We lay in bed together, snuggled up in the sheets like a warm, fuzzy polar bear. There's nothing that means more to me than being within Allison's presence, loving her and holding her close.
I smile to myself as her dainty fingers move up to play with my dangling curly strands of hair that I leave out. I've come to learn that that's a habit of hers- playing with those curls. You know what they say! Gotta keep those curls for my girls!
I gently remove her hand and cup her face with my palms, "It's been over a month, Angel, and I want to make love to you in this special night."

Silence fills the air for a whole minute, but I wait patiently- I can tell she's nervous- she's fiddling with her fingers.

"I-I-uh... Okay, Michael, okay. Take me. I'm-I'm all yours, now." She whispers gently, before pecking my lips. She's willing, I love her so much.

"I love you, baby." I say, kissing her lips, rolling over her. I softly grind my hips onto her torso whilst our sweet saliva mixes, earning seductive moans from my feyonce.

We switch the light off, so beams of moonlight from this special night shines through the windows, dimly lighting the darkness.

I slowly pull her top off, and undo her bra. Her soft perky breasts await my lips. I softly squeeze her breasts as my lips curl around her hardened nipples. I watch her squirm beneath my grip- assuring me I'm doing it right.

I swiftly unbutton my shirt, too caught up in the moment to acknowledge my patchy torso, which I have now come to accept because of Allison- bless her soul.

"Beautiful..." She murmurs, staring at my torso, I instantly feel my cheeks redden. 

"Likewise, Ally," I whisper in her ear, trailing soft, gentle kisses down the side of her neck, straight down to her stomach end. I bend my head a little; planting a kiss just a over her navel. Gentle kisses patterned down and down, until I reached the elastin of her panties.

Subtly, I unbutton her jeans and pull them off her feet, so I am blessed with the sight of her daring, red-laced knickers.

Teasing her a moment more, then seductively pinching the elastin of her panties, slowly easing them down her hips, bearing her to my eyes, my parted lips.

I feel myself grunt, turned on twice as much. Meanwhile, her breathing picks up. I stare at the beauty of her luscious pearl and bring my lips to it. I tickle her precious bud with my tongue movement, resulting in her squirming yet again. She tastes sweet and pure on my tastebuds- everything I'd imagined. It was like silk; pure silk petals, softer than a rose. My tongue glides up and down her folds slowly, "M-hm-oh, Michael..." She moans to herself, eyes shut in pleasure.

Her muscles tensed, from her abdomen, to her toes, to her fingertips. I watched as her fingers increasingly dug into the cushion beneath her as she grew tighter and tighter.

I allow my tongue to slide inside her, tasting her silk wetness for me, her moans get louder- so that's when I stop the foreplay. I ended with a hot breath lingering at the lips of her sex.

"Huh?" She looks up confused. She suddenly realises why I stopped when she sees me yanking off my jeans and briefs. "Oh.." I hear her murmur under a heavy breath.

My stiffness springs out into the open, awaiting it's pleasure. Before I do anything to her, I quickly lean above and kiss her lips delicately, "I love you so much, you know that?" I stare into her pupils with passion.

"Of course I know that, I love you more." She smiles, her soft palm cupping my cheek- I cup my hand over hers as a loving gesture, but my shaft throbs, aching to breathe.

"May I go in? Are you ready?" I ask in concern, for I am frightened of hurting her fragile area, I respect her desires and choices; fore she is my wife, and I love her. This is taking the first step to completing our marriage- giving ourselves to each-other, sexually.

"Oh-yes, Michael. I'm ready, I always have been." She giggles, that melodic sound sending my ears crazy in love! I peck her lips once more before moving down again.
I slowly place my member in position, before slowly easing in, feeling the skins of our sex touching against each other. A groan immediately escapes my mouth-she feels so good, love never felt so good!

"A-ah!" She hoarsely moans, trying to adjust to my size. "S-sorry, you'll get used to it, I'll be slow and gentle, angel." I assure her of no worries.

I slide into her luscious warmth again, this time only better. The sound of her wetness against my skin drives me wild, her lips part in pleasure. Her walls tighten around my thick shaft completely and I begin throbbing harder in ecstasy. "Oh, baby, you feel amazing!" I whisper, throwing my head back.

Gradually, I start pumping myself in and out of her, her pain subsiding to pure pleasurable feelings- evidently heard through her sexual moans. "Ahh-oh!" She squeals, biting her lip as a means of not making noise.
"Let it out, baby, it turns me on." I grunt in ecstasy. Everything around me stops, and I watch our bodies bounce, everything slowing in motion. Her luscious hair is messy yet sexy to me, her facial expressions drive me to the edge.

Swiftly, I flip her over onto her hands and knees- doggy style now. The full view of her plump rear-end makes my desirable thoughts explode with fantasies. I place my hands on each cheek with a light squeeze, and kiss it softly. By this moment, beads of sweat are trickling down my jaw, and I bite my lip at the nakedness of my partner.

I reposition my member and hungrily plunge myself into her walls, thrusting at a faster pace, feeling all of her- how can she feel so good? With each thrust, my shaft gets warmer- too warm. "Baby-I think I'm gonna-" She moans, "Me too!" I respond hoarsely with grunts in-between. It all becomes too much to bear and I reach my peak, releasing all my pent-up energy, juices spewing into her flower. I instantly release a breath in relief of ecstasy, I've made love to my wife. Within and instant, her sweetness pours all over my hot length as I watch her hips jerk and her head thrown back in wonders, "A-ah, oh my God!" I hear the echo of her cry as she crashes into paradise. She squeals, her body is squirming, elbows sinking into the mattress, whilst releasing her heavenly fluids. Finally, her orgasm dies down and we both allow our chests to heave as one, collapsing helplessly onto the messy sheets.

"That-was-amazing, Michael." She says exhaustedly, with a light chuckle.

"I thought so too, baby girl." I grin back, cuddling her, bringing the sheets above our naked bodies. We remain close, enjoying each-others warmth. Her honey-smooth skin lightly grazes my own, sending me to places I've never been before. This girl, this woman, my wife- she has complete my life- I'm complete.
I watch her sleep, her bare chest rising and falling at a steady beat, in unison with mine. I'm getting married to this wonderful woman, and I don't regret anything.

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Ahhhh! It was so so embarrassing writing this chapter for ya'll. Same applies to every other sex scene I've done- but this one was extra and long and special because it was their marriage sex night! Anywho... I hope you somewhat-liked?-this chapter? Meh- I'll go now.
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