Once they were inside the bedroom, Oliver had barely shut the door before Grace was on him. She kissed him deeply as she started to unbutton his shirt. His hands rested on her hips. When the buttons of his shirt weren't cooperating, she pulled back from him slightly to focus solely on getting his shirt off. Her hands trembled as she fumbled unsuccessfully, "Damn it!"
Oliver moved his hands to grasp her wrists but she tried to break free from him, "Oliver! Let go!"
"Hey hey stop for a second. Look at me." She didn't and continued her assault on his buttons.
"Grace! Baby stop. Stop." She pressed her fisted into his chest defeated. He placed a hand back on her waist and slid it slowly to her back and used his other hand to tip her chin up so their eyes met. Oliver could see the gloss of tears forming in her eyes, "what's wrong sweetheart?"
"I'm afraid if we slow down, it will all be a dream."
"Today?"
"Yes but not just that..." she said, "All of it," she whispered after.
"All of what?"
"Us."
"Grace," he ran his hands through her hair, "it's all real. Every single beautiful, magical second."
"We got married today," she whispered in disbelief.
He gently pulled her head so they were once again face to face, looked into her eyes, and confirmed, "we got married today." After a moment he added, "I have something for you." He kissed her lightly before letting go of her and walking over to his nightstand. He pulled a velvet box out the drawer and walked back to hand it to her. Grace opened the lid slowly. Inside the box was two rings. She just looked up at him.
"They're wedding bands," he explained. "Since I didn't buy you're engagement ring, I wanted the wedding bands to be special so I went and picked them out after my meeting yesterday. I had no idea at the time I would need them today, but I was already out and I wanted them to be a surprise."
"They're beautiful." Both were silver. Hers was three strands of diamonds braided together and his was plain, smooth metal.
"I picked the braided one for you to represent you, Annie, and me and our lives wrapping together." He took it out of the box as he spoke and slowly slid it onto her finger so it rested against the engagement ring.
"Oliver..." she whispered with tears forming in her eyes.
"I wanted mine to be plain, but theirs something on the inside." He took his out and set the box down. "There's three little diamonds, you, Annie, and me." The small stones were embedded into the inside of the ring so they wouldn't be visible when he wore it. "It's also engraved." He held the ring out for Grace to take and look at. After looking at those three diamonds, she turned it to look for the engraving. Still on the inside of the ring, she saw the letters GEW. Without taking her eyes off it she whispered, "Grace Elizabeth Warbucks." After a few moments, he raised his hand to rub her cheek. She held up his ring, "can I?" He lifted his left hand and she slipped the ring into place. "We got married today," she said again and Oliver kissed her. Their tongues met and they continued that for a few moments.
"Grace," he mumbled against her lips.
"Hmm?"
He pulled back from her to look into her eyes, "I need to make love to you now."
She looked up at him and nodded as she bit her lip.
"What's wrong?" He asked her. She shook her head no to tell him nothing but he knew better than that. "Grace, what's wrong?"
"I'm nervous."
"Nervous? We do this all the time."
"We never have... as husband and wife."
"Do you trust me?"
"You know I do."
"I need to make love to my wife."
"Promise me something?"
"Anything."
"Can we do this slow?"
"We'll go as slow as you want to."
"One more thing."
"What's that?"
"Hold on to me and don't let me go."
"Forever."
"I just want to be in your arms."
With that, he lifted her with an arm behind her back and the other under he knees, kissed her deeply, and brought her towards the bed.
It wasn't long before all their clothing was removed and they had kissed each other into a frenzy. "Oliver, I need you."
He rolled them over so Grace was on her back leaning against the plush pillows. Oliver pressed his knee between her legs. Grace wrapped one leg around his. He slid his hand up the thigh of her other leg and placed it high on his waist. Her arms wrapped around his neck and he positioned himself at he wet opening.
"Are you ready?" He whispered. She nodded and he started to press into her. "Grace, please look at me." Their eyes met and Grace bit her lip once again as he slid all the way inside of her.
"Oliver!" She gasped in a whisper.
He propped himself up with his right arm and reached for her hand with his left. He brought it up so her hand laid palm up above her head. He laced his fingers through hers and they could feel their wedding rings pressed together. Grace wrapped her other arm around him tightly. Oliver dropped his head to her shoulder and pressed hot open mouthed kisses to her neck and started rocking his hips slowly. Soft moans left Grace as she felt him press deeper into her. She began to circle her hips and pushing into him.
"Don't stop," she pleaded.
"Mmm you feel so good," he mumbled.
Their hips rolled together slowly, but firmly. Oliver lifted his head and kissed Grace, their tongues mirroring the movements of the rest of their bodies. Grace was moaning into each kiss and Oliver could feel her walls tightening around him.
"You're close," he whispered against her.
"Mmmmm please don't stop," she moaned back. Wanting to keep his promise of going slow, he continued as his pace, but increased the force of each thrust.
"Oh god," Grace ground out in a voice of desperation, "oh right there."
Oliver kissed her again before pulling back only enough to look into her eyes, "let go."
"Oliver."
"Let go sweetheart."
She lost control then and her body tensed beneath him. He wrapped his arms around her and rolled them onto their sides so he could hold her tightly. Her walls were pulsing around him.
"I love you Mrs. Warbucks," he whispered in her ear.
"Oliver!!"
"That's it."
She clung to him as her body convulsed. He held on tightly and pressed light kisses to her face. Grace slid her arms around him and nuzzled her face into his neck just below his jaw. She kissed him there gently a couple times before she started hot, opened mouthed kisses against his flesh. He let her continue for a few moments before he pushed himself up into a push-up position and started to move in and out of her slowly.
"More Oliver. Please"
"I thought we were going to do this slow?"
"Mmmm we did. Now we should go fast."
"You're sure?" His hips thrusted into her.
"Fuck," she moaned, "harder."
He rocked his hips a couple times before he started pressing in and out of her deep and hard. She arched her head back, wrapped her hands around his biceps, and lifted her hips to meet him thrust for thrust.
"Grace!" Oliver growled trying to keep it together. Her eyes were closed, but when she opened them she saw his pressed shut and his jaw tightly clenched.
"Oliver. Please. I'm so close." He went faster and Grace's orgasm shot through her.
"Fuck, you're tight." Once she came down from the high, Oliver slid out of her.
"Oliver," she moaned.
"Turn on your side." She did and be spooned up behind her. He slid himself back inside of her, one arm under her head, and the other wrapped tightly around her middle. Oliver thrusted in and out of her a few time. "Grace," he said softly.
Grace turned her head to look at him and he smiled. She smiled back and said, "I love you."
"I love you too baby. More than anything."
"Mmm that feels good."
Oliver slid his arm that was around her lower so he could rub her clit.
"Damn it," she groaned.
He felt her tighten around him, "you're going to cum again?" He asked, almost in disbelief at how quick it was.
"With you. Please."
"One more on your own, then we'll go together."
"Oliver, please. I need you."
"I'm right here sweetheart."
"Oh god. Please with you," she begged.
"Look at me." His hand covered the side of her face and she turned her head to face him over of her shoulder. "Let go baby."
"I can't."
"Yes you can, let go for me."
Her mouth fell open and her body started to shake. "Oh my god." Her body was covered in sweat and Oliver could tell by look at her that she was exhausted, but before he could think beyond there, Grace had shoved him into his back and was climbing onto him.
"Grace..."
"It's your turn." She slid down on his rock hard cock and felt it press deeper than he had all night, "damn it," she groaned, "fuck that's deep."
"Are you okay?" She started riding him with with hard thrusts and he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Her head was down but he could hear her say, "You feel so good inside of me."
"Grace." She looked up. "You are so beautiful."
"I love you." She must have hit a good spot as she said it, because he gasped and his hands on her hips gripped tighter. "You're close?" She asked him.
"Oh fuck. So close but I need you with me."
Grace reached between them to rub herself and Oliver about lost his mind. The sight of her on top of him with her hand between her legs was too much.
"Yes Oliver." He started pounding up into to her harder than he ever had before.
"With me Grace."
"Oliver! Yes! Oh right there."
"Grace please."
"Cum Oliver."
"Grace!"
"Please, cum inside your wife."
The word wife left her lips, and he lost it, filling her up and she exploded above him. Her limp body collapsed against his chest and she could feel his heart racing. They both were breathing heavy and one sweaty body clung to the other.
After a few minutes, Oliver rolled onto his back and grace looked over at him, "you're amazing. I don't know if we could get any better at that if we tried."
"First time as husband and wife wasn't too bad huh?"
She laughed softly before rolling into him, "I love the sound of that," she said as she positioned her head on his chest.
"The sound of what?" He asked and he brushed the damp hair away from her forehead.
"Husband and wife."
Oliver replied, "me too," and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. "We should get some pajamas on."
"Why?"
"In case Annie comes in here."
Grace nodded against him. "I feel like I need to shower before I put anything clean on."
"We can do that. I have no opposition to taking a shower with my wife."
"Oliver! I meant actually shower."
"I know you did. I did too. Come on."
She gave him a look that told him she didn't quite trust his innocence.
"I promise," he said, "just a shower."
True to his word, there was no sex in the shower, this time. But Oliver did wash Grace's body, massaged her shoulder for a while in the process, and wash her hair. Totally relaxed from the pampering, she was barely able to get herself into pajamas when they got out. As Grace brushed through her hair, Oliver changed the sheets on the bed. Grace told him it was unnecessary but he insisted that she have fresh, clean sheets after their shower. When they finally got back into bed, Grace's body felt almost heavy from exhaustion. She curled into Oliver and he wrapped his arms around her.
"Oliver?" She whispered into the dark.
"Hmm?"
"We got married today."
He squeezed her and pulled her closer, "Yeah sweetheart, we did."
"I love you. So much."
"I love you too baby."
"Goodnight."
He kissed her hairline, "goodnight my beautiful wife." He felt her smile against him before she buried her face in his chest and fell asleep.