He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. Everything of this day seems like a dream.

There he is walking down the aisle in an obscenely expensive black suit.

He turns around, the music starts and everybody gets up – waiting for her.

Her eyes…

Carly starts walking down the same aisle in a gorgeous white gown but there is only one thing he sees.

These glowing, emerald eyes…

But what's that? Tiny tears of happiness in the edge of her emeralds twinkling like diamonds.

Everything around is an almost mute blur – nothing and no one else matters.

Suddenly, she opens her mouth: I will.

Why is time rushing by so fast?

An overwhelming happiness fills him completely that he is presented with similar diamonds.

He opens his eyes and inhales again. The dream is over.

Her scent is so sweet and addictive…

Kneeling in front of his naked bride with his forehead resting just below her navel, he finally looks up.

Those eyes…

Carly looks down at her husband and smiles. Her hands caressing his cheeks.

"I love you, Lawrence."

He gets up, kisses her tenderly and lifts her up into his arms to carry her to bed. Again Happiness but also contentment.

At the edge of the bed he lays her down and kneels again. This time beside her.

Those shining emeralds…

Starting with her jawbone he begins caressing every inch of her naked body. Downwards her neck and collarbone, over her firm breast, her ribs and stomach, and at last her long, toned legs.

He rises, bends over and kisses his bride. Deeply, passionately. Their tongues wrestle.

Moving closer he lets his body fall onto hers. Not breaking the kiss doing so.

Carly embraces him by throwing her arms around him.

Her soft skin…

He breaks the kiss to lick his fingertips and move further down. Although he is fully erect and his skin is straining, he needs to savor this moment.

Her eyes are closed…

While kissing, licking and nibbling on her aroused nipples he reached down toward her warm and wet center. He parts her labia.

She moans…

He doesn't enter her. That has to wait a while longer. Stroking her clitoris has to be enough. It is enough. Her nails digging into his shoulders are prove of that.

She groans...

After positioning him right he starts thrusting. He begins carefully yet firm.

She screams his name…

He realizes that she instinctively bends her knees to invite him deeper into herself. A smile flashes across his face before he closes his eyes, too.

He thrusts deeper and harder and faster to which she responds by latching onto him.

She screams louder…

Anything for his new bride.


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