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Chris had gone to find Annie to tell her they were leaving. The group of five took her to the room where she had prepared herself and helped her out of her dress into a less bulky one. Beautiful burgundy, strapless and loose all the way to the thighs. Her heels were replaced with ballet flats, and Bonnie removed the pins from her hair, which cascaded down below her shoulders. The bride returned her bracelet to Bonnie, and untied the family handkerchief from her bridal bouquet.

"Thanks for everything, girls." she said to them, hugging them each. "And you two…" She pointed to Nichelle and Ally. "Thank you for keeping my cousin in line."

"It was a real pleasure !" Ally said. "I almost broke her hand during the ceremony, however."

"She wanted to interrupt, didn't she ?" Chris asked, hurt by Lucia's actions.

"Don't worry, Chris. She has no chance of seducing Jim." Annie reassured her. "She never had it. We'll talk to your aunt when you're gone, she'll sort it out once and for all."

"I hope, otherwise I'm going to have to cut ties with her."

She didn't want to come to this, but she might not have any other choice if Lucia continued down this path.

"Come on, enough about her, and let's go back to your husband. You have long hours ahead of you, you have to take advantage of it." Bonnie exclaimed.

...

All the guests had gathered at the entrance to the garden for the hedge of honor of the newlyweds. Street was waiting outside the reception hall for Chris to come back to him. He hadn't changed his outfit. Luca had picked up the car to drive them home so the newlyweds could be alone on their wedding night, although it was still early enough and the sun was still high in the sky. Hondo, Tan, and Deacon had stayed with Street to keep him company.

"So how do you feel now that you're a married man ?" Hondo asked him.

"Relieved it's over." Street replied, sincerely. "And can't wait to be alone with my wife. Sorry guys, I like you, but she's sexier than you."

"We don't blame you. Deacon smirked. "And your vows were perfect."

"Jimmy ?"

He wasn't the only one to sigh with annoyance. God damn it, he had managed to avoid her all day thanks to his friends, and now she showed up when he was about to leave.

"What do you want ?" he asked, barely turning to her.

"I want to talk." Lucia said taking a step towards him.

Before coming face to face with Deacon.

"Excuse-me !"

"No, I will not allow you to approach your cousin's husband." Deacon said, his voice calm but bossy. "We know very well what you want with him, and we're here to stop you. Did anyone ever tell you that throwing yourself at someone else's man was wrong? "

"Have you ever been told to mind your own business ?" Lucia replied. "If I want to talk to him..."

"To tell me what Lucia ?" Street burst out, suddenly standing next to Deacon. "To tell me you're better than Chris ? That she doesn't deserve me ? I don't want anyone other than her, can you understand that ? I'm not attracted to you at all, and I would never cheat on Chris, my wife, with you or anyone else. Have some respect for yourself and stop chasing after me. I've been part of your family since the day I got together with Chris, respect it, and respect yourself a little."

He didn't want to let it be seen that the tears shining in Lucia's eyes were touching him. He felt sorry for her, but not enough to show it to her. It would encourage her. However, he wanted just the opposite. A clearing of the throat was heard. Oops… Chris and the Evil Five were there, and they had heard it all.

Street didn't like what he saw on his wife's face. Disappointment. Sadness. Anger. Treason. All this, directed towards her cousin. The girls were angry.

"We will be waiting for you at the entrance to the garden." Hondo said.

"Yeah, thanks."

Street watched everyone - except Chris - leave. Ally grabbed Lucia by the arm, and seeing Lucia's grimace, she must have pressed hard enough. Once alone, he went to take his wife's face in his hands and fixed his gaze on hers.

"Don't cry my love, it's not worth it. Not for her. " he said to her. "It's the happiest day of our lives, and I won't let her spoil it for us, okay ?"

"Okay !" she nodded.

"Do you want me to tell you where we're going tomorrow ?"

When he saw impatience replace the anger in her eyes, he knew he had said the right thing. He leaned into her ear and whispered the location of their destination. Chris's eyes widened.

"Are you serious ?"

"I'll show you the tickets." he said. "Satisfied ?"

"Yes !" she exclaimed, throwing herself into his arms. "You really are the best."

"And I would make sure I stayed that way." He stole a kiss from her. "Um, this dress is awesome. I want to take it away from you. Whatever, I would like you to keep it while I take you savagely."

Chris felt a familiar desire tickle her.

"But I'll take my time with you instead." Street said, brushing her bare arms. "Caress you and savor you."

"Stop !" she whimpered, closing her eyes.

She was consumed with desire.

"Okay !" He kissed her on the forehead. "We better go."

He kissed her, and it was only then that he noticed that she had her bouquet in her hand. He held out his arm to her.

"Mrs. Street, it's time to get out of here."

She was entirely of that opinion.

…

They crossed the guard of honor made up of their friends, hand in hand, who applauded them. Before getting in the car, Chris went to give her bouquet to Lila, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Take care of it !"

"Promise !" Lila said hugging the bouquet to her.

After saying goodbye, Chris climbed into the back of the SUV, Street after her. Luca and Ally were in the front, and the blonde took off. The bridegroom grabbed his wife and made her sit on his lap.

"Finally !" he breathed. "I'll be able to get rid of this costume. I'm too hot."

Chris undid the bow tie and the first buttons of his shirt.

"Hey let's calm down backthere." Luca told them. "No sex until I drop you off at the house."

"What are you waiting for to kick on the starter ?" Street replied.

Luca just roared the engine once stopped at a red light, but only to amuse his passengers.

"Thank you Luca, for everything." Street said.

"It's okay, mate." Luca said.

"And thank you for making sure my bitchy cousin doesn't ruin my marriage." Chris added again.

"It was a pleasure watching her." Ally told her again, they didn't see the smile. "She is absolutely everything I hated in high school. I don't think I will ever have become her friend."

"Yeah, I remember the cheerleader captain trying to hit on me in front of you." Luca said.

"What happened ?" Street asked.

"Oh, Ally just kindly asked her to step back and go back to making fun with his pom poms." Luca replied. "Obviously, she didn't listen, and she ended up with the broken little finger. "

"And I was fired for a week, and my parents laughed when the headmaster told them what I had done." Ally added. "Our daughter just stood up for herself while another harassed her boyfriend, my father said."

"It's been the most painful week of my high school life without you." Luca sighed.

"It's not like we couldn't see each other outside school." Ally reminded him.

The car stopped in front of their house. The married couple stepped down one after the other, and Street lifted Chris in his arms, just like the bride she was now.

"I'll pick you up at five o'clock sharp tomorrow morning to drive you to the airport." Luca told them, before they walked away.

"Ok, thanks buddy !" Street said, already walking towards the front door. Once in front of the door, he said to Chris : "Can you open it ?"

She took the keys out of her purse, and somehow managed to unlock the door. She opened it, so Street walked through their doorstep, hugging her. He kicked the door shut, and Chris left the key in the lock after locking it.

"Where are we going, Miss ?" He asked.

"In the bedroom !" she replied, reaching out to the hall. "And that's Madame now."

She licked his lip to titillate him, and it worked. Street felt a rush of desire rise in him. The last night they had spent without the other was ingrained in their veins. They didn't like it. The only times they spent their separate nights was when Street had to work for the security agency he had worked in for several months alongside Deacon. Other than that, they were still together. From tonight, they wouldn't be doing separate rooms unless it was for work.

"You are beautiful." he told her after putting her on the bedroom floor. "I'll try not to rip it off."

"You can take all the time you want." she told him, while removing the bow tie, the tuxedo jacket and undoing the buttons on the shirt. "Mr. Street..."

"Madame Street…" he whispered against her lips, as she took off his shirt.

"I missed you so much last night." she breathed, stroking his now bare chest. "I don't like sleeping without you. "

"I know my love." he kept her close, resting his hands on her hips. "Turn around."

She kissed his pecs before turning her back on him, as he had asked her to. Arms at his sides, his breathing became more choppy. Street pulled her shoulder-length hair back from the back of her neck and pulled it to the left side. Hands on her shoulders bared by the strapless dress, Street kissed his wife on the neck, while slowly stroking her arms. Then he put his hands on her hips and moved up just as slowly. He avoided her chest on purpose to make the pleasure last. He sucked on her sore spot under her ear, causing Chris to moan.

"Are you wet ?" he asked her, barely slipping a hand under the robe.

"I am since I saw you in a tux." she replied, gasping for air.

"Oh yeah ?" Street withdrew his hand and slowly pulled the zipper down the back of the dress. "I have to see this."

His cock swelled in his pants when he saw that she wasn't wearing a bra. He told himself maybe she had one strapless. But no. So where was the one she had to wear under her wedding dress ? As if she had read his mind, she replied :

"You love it when I'm not wearing anything under my clothes."

Oh yes, he does ! He dropped the dress to the floor. She still wore a thong. Black. And lace. Street reveled in the sight before wrapping his arms around Chris and cradling his erection to her back.

"Do you feel like I want you ?" he whispered.

He took her face in one hand and turned it so he could capture her mouth. Yes, she could feel his erection, which she rubbed against. She needed him. Now. She was about to pull away to take matters into her own hands, when he touched her there. Damn, how could he have slipped his hand into her thong without her noticing ? He was good, motherfucker. Any idea of taking the lead of their antics was distant when he stroked her clit.

"Christina…" he whispered against her mouth, making her moan. "I want you to lie on your back."

He withdrew his hand, and slid the thong to her feet. He was so clever !

It was a sight he would never tire of. Chris was naked, lying on their bed with her legs spread. As he untied his pants, he reveled to see her femininity pulsing and oozing that honey he needed to have in his mouth. Once in his underwear, Street climbed onto the bed and covered her with his body. He kissed her lazily, playing with his tongue.

"Stop making me languish." she begged him, her hands in his short hair.

"Um, you love it." he said going down to her chest.

"Not… not today !"

She squealed as he bit her nipple. He licked and coaxed it for long seconds, then switching to the next, enjoying the sounds coming out of his wife's mouth. He climbed lower, kissed the inside of her thighs to make her languish. When, at last, he tasted her, she exploded.

"Already ?" Street wondered, straightening up.

He loved to see her cum !

"You…" She caught her breath. "You won't last longer than me."

It was quite possible that he would squirt very quickly once he was buried inside her. Not being able to touch her for nearly twenty-four hours had been a real ordeal. After the ceremony, he wanted to pull her into a room and kiss her out of sight, but he had to swallow the urge. Now he could let go and do whatever he wanted with that perfect body. Lying back between Chris's bent legs, he parted her soaked lips and licked her. Her flavor was perfect, sweet and delicious. He played with her clit, running his tongue over and around, while inserting a finger, then a second into her. He felt her very quickly tighten around his fingers, so he sucked her soaked button between his lips as he spread his fingers inside her, and she exploded with a loud cry.

Amazing ! Two orgasms in a row, Chris was in heaven. Her curled toes relaxed, and her finger grip on the quilt relaxed. She wasn't full, but almost. Her husband was the best lover she ever had. It was fantastic every time ...

« My love… »

She opened her eyes and found herself facing the sparkling gaze of her husband's burning desire. She lowered hers quickly, and saw that he had put on a condom as she recovered from her two powerful orgasms. Her body warmed up and asked for more. She wrapped a leg around Street and took his mouth. The kiss was tender. Chris felt her husband's cock enter her. The couple moaned at the sensation, and the young man didn't wait to be fully inside her and immediately moved. He kept the wild passion that burned in him for their honeymoon. He made love to her tenderly in order to make the moment last. He didn't want to come right away. Yes they had hours ahead of them. Their hands were all over the other's body, until Street intertwined their fingers above their heads. Chris closed her legs around him like a second skin, and he finally accelerated, burying his face in the neck of the young woman. Soon the room was only filled with the couple's moans and the creaking of the bed. They cum in unison, their bodies sweaty and their breath panting.

…

Wrapped up in a towel after a shower, Chris joined Street in the kitchen, after drying her hair with another towel. They had spent a good twenty minutes in the shower, if not more, stroking and kissing. And more.

"Don't tell me that with everything we ate at the reception, you're still hungry ?" she laughed as she saw him cut a melon, and put the pieces in a bowl.

"It's sporty to have sex with you, babe." he told her, bringing a piece of fruit to his wife's mouth.

"You are complaining ?" she asked before accepting the fruit, closing her lips on Street's fingers.

"Not when you do that." he replied, licking his fingers.

She smiled, and walked behind him to reach for the fridge. She let her hand brush his butt, camouflaged in his underpants, in passing. He was doing the same with her. She took two small bottles of water.

"I'll be waiting for you in the bedroom." she said, dropping the towel as she passed him.

Street's cock woke up. He hastened to finish his task, before quickly cleaning up and joining his wife with the bowl of fruit in his hands.

Playing on the other's body with melon was a first for them, and they ended up being as clingy as if they had played with chocolate or something else that was eaten, but they were sure they would do it again.