Lemon. So much Lemon. Be prepared.

Her Temple

Nesa was unusually quiet as she drove her husband to his hotel room. She'd never seen Nick so angry. It was a little scary. Truthfully, it was kinda hot, too.

He touched her cheek when they stopped at a light and sighed when the girl jumped. He hadn't meant to frighten his lady. But the crudeness had gotten to him. Her virginity wasn't some joke for the masses to humiliate her about! Hers was a precious gift, a gift meant for him and him alone.

"Our family is known for its bad humor. They… They didn't mean anything by it."

So, it's supposed to be okay for the people that love you to humiliate you for using sound judgment and not giving in to peer pressure?

Nick sighed when she flinched and apologized before pressing on the gas as the light changed. He watched her and waited. When she parked in front of the Chestnut Hill Hotel, he leaned over and kissed her until they both ran out of breath. Then he smiled winningly at her.

I'm not mad at you, my lovely one. I'm mad at your family. You, Sweetness... I plan to enjoy you to the fullest. It's time for me to unwrap the wonderful gift you have saved for me. Much as I am dying for you to enjoy my gift to you

Nesa was blushing profusely by the time she finished reading. Her smile was like sunshine on this cold Winter night. "Oh my! Are you going to touch me?" she asked with a flirtatious smile.

I'm going to do a lot more than just touch you, precious.

By night's end, there will be no doubt in your mind exactly who you belong to

"Mmmmmm… Oh, Nick, you're so dominant." He went to hand her another note, but there was a knock on the window before she could read it.

"Miss? Are you- Oh, hey Nick! How was Thanksgiving with the family?" The bellhop was signing as fast as he was talking. Nick signed back and held up his hand to show off his ring.

"Damn! Your family works fast, miss! Engaged and married within an hour? Name's Mickie, by the way. Your man and I have become firm friends during his stay here." Nesa squirmed under his scrutiny.

"Well, Mickie, I had no idea that it was going to play out like that. Mom said it and the next thing I knew, it was happening. But my place is with my husband now, so I brought my things to-"

"In that little tin can of a room? No, no, that won't do for a proper wedding night. Stay right here. I'll talk to the manager about an upgrade. I'll be right back." He tapped the hood of their rental and jogged away.

"Do you just… attract people who know sign language?

I'd very much like to attract you, Sweetling

He pulled her in for a slow, wet kiss that got her blood boiling. She'd just decided that her husband was wearing too many clothes when Mickie tapped on the window again. He smirked and said something in sign language that had her man blushing bright red.

Come on, Sweetness. Mickie scored us the honeymoon suite for the night.

Nesa blinked as she turned off the car. "Really? Just like that?"

"Just like that! It helps that I know the manager. Granted, you'll have to pay for it tomorrow if you want to stay there. But his things are being moved as we speak. Hand me your keys and I'll park your car in our garage and bring your things up to his suite while you wait in the lobby, miss."

"I'm Nesa. And we both appreciate it. If you don't mind me asking, how do you know sign language so well?"

"My uncle, mother, and twin sister are all deaf. I was signing almost before I could speak."

"Wow, that's amazing! I don't know the first thing about sign language. I have to admit to being jealous."

"I'm sure you'll pick it up eventually. Let's get out of this cold, shall we?" Mickie led the couple to the doors and let them into the warmth of the hotel. The place was huge but the homey atmosphere was very nice. Nick led his bride to his favorite little love seat and sat down next to her. The two then started touching each other's rings and hands while stealing kisses. A half-hour later, the bellhop cleared his throat.

"Your suite is ready, madame and monsieur," he bowed grandly and led them to it. When he opened the door, Nesa gasped in delight. There was a huge king-sized bed shaped like a heart and a jacuzzi in the middle of the room. The TV was set off to the side along with a desk. There were rose petals all over the floor, artfully arranged to surround the bed and the lighting was soft and sensual.

"This is… Oh wow…" Mickie chuckled, bringing her back to reality.

"You may not have gotten the wedding you always dreamed of, but we can at least give you the wedding night of your dreams. Goodnight, you two." He turned the sign to say 'Do not Disturb' and left the couple to it. Nesa removed her coat and Penny loafers to feel the thick carpet between her toes. Nick started taking her hair down, having seen her put her hair in this style before. Soon enough, her hair was loose and falling to her waist. She knelt and reached for his pants. He grabbed her hands before she could undo his zipper.

Ah, ah, ah. I want to take my time with you. This is your first time after all. Play that Bryan Adam song on repeat and come here. I want to touch you all over.

The girl giggled and did as she was told, submitting to his dominance as always. Nick touched her all over through her dress, kissing and suckling her amazing breasts and licking her mouth over and over again. He bent her over the desk as he undid the zipper on the back of her dress. There was a pause and then a note was in front of her face.

Spread those supple legs of yours and I might just take you against this desk, letting your virgin's blood drip onto the floor

Nesa moaned and spread her legs, presenting to her man. He rubbed his nose against the back of her neck and slid her soaked underwear down her legs. Next, he picked her up and crossed the room to place her on the couch.

Touch yourself with abandon and I'll be tempted to slide my thick manhood into your dripping passage, Sweetness

She blushed but spread her legs so that one was over the back of the couch and the other one was on the couch proper, her right hand clumsily stroking her exposed center. He watched her hungrily, seeing her eyes slip closed as she started to excite herself. After a few touches to her button - she still was no good at masturbating - he slipped two fingers into her dripping pussy and moved them in circles. Her mouth dropped open and she started following his suddenly forceful lead.

"Oh, Nick! Oh yes!" she shouted in ecstasy. He covered his mouth with a finger from his other hand before turning on her necklace. After that, his eyes turned stormy as he watched her approach her end. Just before she could climax in his hand, he removed his fingers and picked up his shaking bride. He put her in the jacuzzi.

Maybe I should fuck you frantically here. Fuck you just like an animal in the tub

"Oh please, baby. Please, please, please take care of me. I'm yours. I'll do it anywhere!" His smile was pure evil as he stood her up and kissed her heatedly, removing the rest of her clothing as she continued to shake and beg for it between kisses. His own clothing followed and once they were both completely naked and breathing hard, the man picked her up yet again and laid her on the bed with all the care due to the crown jewels. He walked away after raising a warning hand to her and smirked as he went into the bathroom. He came back with a thick towel and put it under his bride's succulent ass. She laid out obediently on the towel, her legs shaking but spread to accept him into her body. Humbled by her trust in him, Nick laid down next to her and started caressing her cheek. She really was precious to him. She grabbed his hand and kissed it. Then she mewled and slid it down into her soaked nether regions. His eyes hooded, he once again started stroking her vagina. This time when she was headed to ecstasy, he leaned down and took her jewel in his mouth, stroking it.

The bride arched off of the bed, holding his head to her desperately as her world broke into color and sound. Seriously, how could a deaf man make her scream so loud? Forgetting the question around the time he swirled his talented tongue against her swollen clit, she howled for more, her legs wrapped around his head and shaking. He forced those naughty legs of hers apart so he could breathe as he suckled her and dug in, giving her another climax before she could figure out how to return the favor. As she was approaching her third orgasm, he suddenly surged forward into her. Her legs were wide open as she bucked but he didn't stop until he was buried in her up to the hilt. He'd felt her hymen tear but he couldn't have stopped if the room had been on fire. Instead, he let the mind-bending tightness of her inner walls deposit his seed deep into her secret space. She was shaking like a leaf, unknowingly squeezing his phallus even more, but he had no idea how to inform her of this, so he simply pulled slowly out of her rigid walls before thrusting back in. She spasmed and wrapped herself around him.

Nesa threw her head back and screamed as she came repeatedly on his pulsating dick. Was this really sex? Was this really what she'd been missing? It felt phenomenal! Or maybe it was her perfect partner that was making it so special. The man couldn't be stopped! She could have set a watch by his pounding hips. She let him do whatever he wanted to her pliant body. Oh God, it felt so good! She squirmed and squealed and begged him, even as she felt him branding her with his burning blue eyes.

Nick smirked as he watched her. She was such a little submissive! Her whole body was open to his invasion. Knowing that he was going to enjoy the many years of their marriage, he resumed pounding into her cushy depths, debating on whether to suck on her Goldilocks tits or not.

"Oh, God! Oh my God, Nick! It feels so good. Don't stop. Please don't stop!" Nesa barely knew what she was saying. Just anything, anything to make him continue this torturous insanity, this journey in the twisted but true fables of rapture and euphoria. She was dizzy with desire, simply holding on to her husband for dear life as he introduced her to the sensual arts. Nothing could ever feel this good. Then he pulled out, flipped her onto her side, lifted her leg straight into the air, and slid his huge penis into her from behind. She exploded, suddenly overjoyed that she'd invested in her necklace. Someone really would be calling the police to investigate otherwise. He pumped his semen into her and her train of thought derailed. There was only Nick and all the different ways he could please her.

The night continued in this fashion, the groom introducing his willing bride to sex in the most uninhibited ways possible. Then he collapsed onto her, the two sweating profusely as they panted against one another.

"Oh, Nick… That was… Th-that was…" The man nodded, pushing one of her braids out of her face. He leaned in and suckled her tongue lovingly. Somehow this led to more sex. The couple spent the entire night making love, with only brief breaks for sleep. When morning light touched the suite's windows, it greeted two exhausted lovers. Nick kissed his woman's sweet lips one last time and wrapped her up in his arms after putting her under the damp covers. When they woke up, both of them were starving and it was high noon.

"So much for ring shopping," Nesa said ruefully as she finished her meal.

There's nothing stopping us from going shopping, Sweetness. We could always come back and try out the desk later

The girl giggled and stood up from the table, clearing their plates. She'd been admiring the desk earlier. Nick didn't miss much.

"Shall we? The initial rush is over but it's still Black Friday out there." She set the dishes outside of the room and came back to kneel before her man. She looked deep into his eyes so that he would know that she was sincere. "Or, counter-proposal, we skip Black Friday with its crowds and its deals and traffic and its endless frustrations. We can skip all that and you can take me over that desk, and in that jacuzzi, and on that couch and anywhere else you want to have me, Nick Andros."

The man sat back in his seat, knowing that his beautiful wife was serious. She was proposing a full day of pleasure, and would likely do absolutely anything he wanted to do.

What about the rings, Mrs. Andros?

"We have rings, Mr. Andros," she said, holding up her hand. "And they have jewelers in Calgary. The one you got my engagement ring in, for example. I will spring for the rings when we get home, baby. Right now I really want you inside of me, Mr. Andros. Or, at the very least, your amazing dick in my mouth." It took everything in the man not to tumble his bride onto the floor and fuck her senseless. But he was enjoying the game, so he put on his most ponderous face and wrote another note.

I would love to put everything on hold and make all your dreams come true, Sweetness, but your family expects us to get proper rings for your Uncle Henry to bless tomorrow. I'd hate to disappoint your whole family.

We can always play around later tonight after the work is done

"Fuck them," she growled. The deafmute didn't even dignify that with a response. He only looked at her in amusement. "Fine! Let me grab a shower and my purse." She stood in a huff and threw off his shirt that she'd been wearing since she'd woken up. If she hadn't been so angry, she would have noticed Nick's dry swallow at her naked body. He actually had to grab the arms of his chair to keep from going after her. Grateful beyond words that he'd managed to wake before her, shower, and dress, the man set about turning the 'Do not Disturb' sign to get housekeeping for the night. He had to do something to distract himself from the idea of his wet and soapy wife.

Luckily, his wife was still very efficient in the bathroom and she was ready in a matter of minutes.

"Ah, Mr. and Mrs. Andros. How are you enjoying the suite?"

"It's been wonderful," Nesa answered for the couple.

"Will you be staying there for the duration of your stay then?" the receptionist asked.

"That depends. How much will it cost altogether?"

"Well, your husband has paid his tab up until yesterday. so that would leave a balance of four hundred and sixty-two dollars for the weekend." The girl's eyes widened.

"I accept. Put it on my credit card please." She paid for the room, arranged for it to be cleaned while they were gone, and they were off to a jeweler. When they got there, Nesa tried to duck out based on the prices, but Nick stopped her.

Ganesa! You have to at least try. How can I reward you if you don't at least try?

"Nick, look at these prices! And it's even more in Canadian Dollars. We can just-"

Your Uncle wants to bless the rings before we leave for home Monday afternoon, Sweetie. Please? For me?

"Fine," she pouted and turned to the saleswoman walking up on their conversation. "I'm Nesa and we'd like to see your selection of wedding bands on sale," she said professionally. "We were rather spontaneously married yesterday and we're light on actual wedding bands. We need wedding bands that match this engagement ring." Nesa displayed her finger to show off her ring, but the woman zeroed in on the crocheted one on her finger.

"Oh my gosh, that's so cute," the woman gushed. "Where did you get such adorable matching rings?" Nesa smiled a little at her enthusiasm.

"My mother made them during the ceremony."

"She's very talented! You're very lucky to have her, you know? My mother died in a car accident two years ago."

"I'm very sorry to hear about your loss, Miss. I couldn't imagine life without my mother. This is my husband, Nick." The woman shook hands with both of them.

"Pleased to meet you both. I'm Laura. You're awfully quiet, Nick."

That's because I'm a deafmute, Laura. We'd love to see your collection of wedding bands now, please

The woman suddenly looked uncomfortable. She backed up a step as if the man was contagious. "He can't hear or speak?"

"That's what a deafmute is, Laura," Nesa said idly. "That's not going to be a problem, is it?"

"O-of course not," she replied, swallowing down a question that would have insulted her customers and likely lost her their business. Instead, she pulled out her selection of white gold wedding rings for men and women. The couple poured over them carefully, Nick pointing to one or another of the bands and looking at his wife. Nesa responded to him as if he weren't disabled, laying out reasons for or against the ring. She seemed to be looking for something specific for them. She also seemed to be getting more and more frustrated when she didn't find what she was looking for.

"Maybe if I knew what you were looking for, Nesa, I could help you."

"You see how the diamonds on my engagement ring are inlaid? I want something to match that in both of our rings. It doesn't have to be a lot, just a little. Is this really all the selection you have?"

"Hmm. Well, I would think that you would be happy with what we have to offer. Seeing as your man is deficient and all."

"Excuse you? What the heck does that have to do with anything?"

"I meant no offense," the saleswoman said, realizing that she'd overstepped her bounds.

"How is that not offensive, Laura?" Nesa said pointedly. "He's a person. And like all people, he demands respect."

"I apologize for-"

"No, forget it! We'll take our 'deafmute business' elsewhere. Oh, and Laura?"

"Yes, Nesa?"

"There's nothing 'deficient' about my husband," Nesa said flippantly before heading out the door. Nick smirked and handed her a note before heading off to soothe his wife.

I'm actually impressed. Most bigots are eager to show their true colors right away. But my wife is right. Maybe you won't lose so much business if you learn to look past what you see as deficiencies

Carl came up behind her and plucked the note out of her hands before she could tear it up. "You insulted a customer? Again?"

The woman gulped and cursed the couple that had just left. She was likely to be fired after having been warned over and over again about this.

… …

In the meantime, Nesa was just finishing up a scathing review of the jewelry store. The nerve of that ignorant bitch, calling her husband 'deficient'!

Nick came over and wrapped her in his arms, reading the review over her shoulder. It was very professional considering how angry she was at the moment.

People can be like that, Sweetness. I'm not insulted

"That doesn't make it right, baby! I refuse to spend my hard-earned money on some ignorant bitch that doesn't know the first thing about how to treat people! You pick the next jeweler. I'm too furious to pick one right now." Nick leaned her back in his arms and kissed her thoroughly, smiling at her familiar vibrations, before smiling at her dazed form and pointing to an ornate jewelry shop down the block. This was Jeweler's Row after all. The nice thing about this part of the city was that there was always someone else to take their business.

There were a few customers in this shop, so they looked over the selection - which happened to be more extensive - and watched the salespeople carefully. Nesa had just found something that she thought could work for her husband when one of the salesmen approached them.

"Good evening. My name is Emir. How may I help you, Mr and Mrs…" He said in a deeply cultured voice with a distinctive African accent.

"Andros," Nesa blushed, still not quite used to her new name. She cleared her throat and slid her hand into Nick's. "We were just recently married and we are in the market for a pair of wedding rings that match his engagement ring to me." She showed off her diamond engagement ring proudly.

"Precious. Though not nearly as precious as this ring," Emir pointed out the crocheted creation. The girl grinned, charmed by the man.

"My mother crocheted these rings for us during the ceremony yesterday. We will treasure them, of course, but my husband and I both work in the healthcare industry so with constant hand washing and cleaning…"

"I understand. And what does the gentleman think of all this?"

"He's a deafmute," she said forcefully. "I trust that won't be a problem? Because it was at the last store we went to."

"You and I both know that people can be obsessed with their labels, Mrs. Andros," he soothed the woman expertly. He mouthed something to the man, who blinked and wrote something back before cuddling his wife close to him. She came to him willingly but looked up quizzically. Nick kissed her forehead chastely and turned to the salesman attentively.

"I think I know just what you need. Please, follow me." Emir moved gracefully through the aisles of display cases and customers, finally arriving at the one he wanted. There he pulled out three rings for each of them, his eye dead on. "I believe that any one of these would match your needs adequately and give you a chance to display your dazzling engagement ring without overwhelming it." Nesa eagerly removed her crocheted ring to try on the ones he'd picked, inadvertently picking the cheapest one without knowing it.

Nick likewise picked one of Emir's rings, impressed with his spot-on selection. It was a very good ring with inlaid diamonds in the band, but too small.

I like this one the best of the three, but I think it'll need to be resized

"That's no problem at all, Mr. Andros. We have equipment in the back for that purpose. The question is if you like the ring." Nick smiled down at his wife and the ring.

I do

"Me too," Nesa grinned, holding the ring onto her finger.

"I believe that your man's ring is a half size too small and yours is a full size too big. Both problems can be easily fixed if you would like to purchase them."

"I would," Nesa smiled, heading to the register. She put four hundred American dollars on the rings, feeling that it was worth every penny for the exceptional service. After getting their fingers officially sized, the two cuddled while they waited for the rings to be fitted to their fingers.

"Here you go," Emir said, passing Nick the rings. "Now I know that you will be wearing your rings most of the time, but for the occasional time when you need to take them off, here are the ring boxes. And here's your receipt. Is there anything else I can do for you?"

My wife was very upset with the other jewelry store. She was actually considering waiting until we got back to Canada to shop for rings. Thank you so much for showing her that it's possible to have such a good experience. Whatever your commission is, it's not enough

"Well, thank you, Mr. Andros. That's high praise. You take care of that wife of yours and may you have many more wonderful years together." Nesa, having no clue what was being said between the two, smiled and hugged her man tightly and waved at the salesman on her way out the door. The two got Philly cheesesteaks and headed back to her parents' house for fellowship, each placing the crocheted rings in the ring boxes for safekeeping. Seeing how anxious the newly married woman was with her husband, Darla and Arnold didn't keep them long. When they reached their honeymoon suite, Nesa threw his arm off her shoulders and glared at him.

"Anywhere else you want to go or do, Mr. Andros? Was I really that bad in bed that you'd rather-" The deafmute had to struggle with his bride to kiss her properly, and by the time she relaxed into his embrace, she was crying.

Ganesa Kaamil Lorraine Andros! You are an amazing lover. You are so expressive and submissive in bed. You make me feel like a king when I'm loving you. Honestly, you make me wish that I'd waited for you all these years. You feel that good against me.

"Really?" she sniffled. He nodded his head and smiled. "You're not disappointed in me?" she asked quietly and Nick shook his head hard, no longer smiling.

Ganesa! I could never be disappointed with the way you love me! Your touch is like magic on my body. I can literally feel sparks when we touch. And when you kiss me… there is no better sensation. I wish I could tell you, Sweetness, I wish I could speak to you just once so that I could explain how much your love means to me. I've been waiting my whole life for you. Please don't cry

"I just… you've been so patient since we started dating, baby. And then today, after we finally did it, you're all like 'ho-hum, let's go do lots of other stuff' and I was worried that-" Nick kissed her passionately, smiling when she melted against him. He undressed her expertly, laying her down on the bed and turning on her necklace.

I've been waiting all day for the chance to cum inside of you again, little one. The only reason I didn't take you up on your amazing offer - an offer I intend to collect on all night long, by the way - is that I knew how embarrassed you would be if Uncle Henry came around asking questions tomorrow and we didn't have rings to show for our day. You and I are going to fuck all day long on Sunday, just so you know. Allow me to show you through my body just how much I love you

Nesa shivered and spread her legs for him. Everything in her was glowing with happiness. He still loved her! And what's more, he desired her. The girl was elated. She placed her hands on his stomach and slid them up to his shoulders, taking his shirt with her. Taking the hint, he disrobed for her, letting her see his desire as it was revealed for her.

"Oh, baby… I think he missed me." Nick nodded seriously. She giggled and opened her legs more. "Then we'd better get reacquainted, my love." He nodded again and didn't wait to slam his hardened cock into her juicy center. Soon the two were fully engaged in the act of man and woman, spending hours giving each other the ultimate pleasure. The deafmute made good on his promise. They spent hours with her bent over the desk, pounding into her pliant pussy from behind. When she begged and whined for it, he turned her over and tumbled her onto the couch, eventually getting her onto her elbows and knees to violate her willing body. He fell asleep on top of her, his large member buried deep inside her body. When they woke up, Nick folded her into his arms and led her to the jacuzzi, sliding his soaked cock out of her and filling the tub. He knew from experience that her necklace was waterproof up to fifty feet, so he left it on her and put her in the hot water. He then turned her onto her stomach and possessed her with the jets on. There were vibrations everywhere; he couldn't tell which were hers in the water. So he just pushed into her, holding her hips at the correct angle for maximum penetration. His dick was pulsating with need. Only his sensational wife could satisfy him.

The girl gasped as he once again released into her wet body. Her man was insatiable! She continued moaning against the edge of the tub while he pumped his love into her. It all felt so good, so decadent as he took the two of them to Heaven. Her eyes opened briefly and then slammed shut as stars and light flooded her vision. He'd done it again, her heart calmed every time he filled her with his seed. Everything in her was glistening right now. With sweat, with his semen… All over her, every nerve ending was registering joy. How was that even possible? She shook and pleaded for more of what he was already giving her, passing out when she couldn't take anymore ecstasy.

Tiredly, he pulled his bride out of the water, draining the hot tub before heading to the bathroom still stuffed inside of her. It was an awkward angle, holding his unconscious woman back to front, but he managed it, grabbing two of the large towels and heading back to the bed. Soon he was slowly drying his precious little one even as he continued to pleasure her. Without the jacuzzi jets to inhibit her vibrations, he could clearly feel her enjoyment of their time together. He licked her sweaty back, started massaging her jewel, and pounded her juicy vagina for all that he was worth. He came several more times before he was comfortably empty and ready for sleep. Turning them so that she lay draped over him, he finally succumbed to sleep.

When he woke up, Nesa was sitting on him, pumping against him and vibrating madly. Even though she was on top, her movements were very submissive and inviting as she took her pleasure from his body. He watched her, getting harder and harder as she sinuously moved on top of him, swallowing his ample seed with her perfect pussy. Grunting silently like always, Nick sat up so they were on an angle and attacked those perfect globes of chocolate flesh that bounced and jiggled in front of his fevered gaze. Her head rolled back and she thrust her breasts to his mouth as an offering, seemingly screaming her enjoyment from the strong and continual vibrations coming from her chest.

Nesa was in Heaven, moaning and writhing against her man. They were both cumming a mile a minute, pleasing each other to distraction as she danced this sensual dance of her surrender when her phone suddenly rang. She froze before fishing it out of her purse with an apologetic look at her husband, who still had her sensitive breast in her mouth.

"Hello?" she said weakly, trying to feign sleep.

"Uncle Henry is here looking for you so he can bless those rings of yours. Where are you?"

"Wait a minute," she said, dropping the act. "What time is it?"

"It's just after three in the afternoon, Babygirl."

"Oh damn," she whimpered, pulling away from her husband completely. "We're up. We can be there within a half-hour. Is Uncle Henry able to wait that long?" There was a great deal of laughter on the line and her stomach rumbled embarrassingly loud.

"Relax, Babygirl. We're coming to your hotel and then we can all go out to lunch together. Maybe at Dennys, so you can get some breakfast?" She hung up before Nesa could answer. Knowing how her father drove, she got out of the bed and headed for the bathroom. Nick stopped her halfway there.

"It's three in the afternoon, baby. We were supposed to be at my parents' house an hour ago to bless these stupid rings of ours! And Dad drives like a maniac, he's going to be here any minute with Mum and Uncle Henry. We gotta get dressed and downstairs before they get here." The man smiled and hugged her close.

Sweetling, they know what we're doing. They're just giving you a hard time.

"It's embarrassing," she pouted before kissing his thin lips chastely. "I'm supposed to be the pure one, the-" Nick devoured her mouth hungrily before writing another note.

You are the pure one, Sweetness. Probably will be for the rest of your life. But you're also my sexy, insatiable love. Come on, Sweetness, let's go shower

They got in the shower and somehow he ended up taking her against the wall. Forty-five minutes later they were dressed and ready to go. Nesa ran to the phone when it rang.

"Hello?"

"You know, it's a good thing you didn't have sex with him before marriage. Y'all never would have gotten out of bed! I called you when we first arrived fifteen minutes ago. No answer. Your Uncle Henry is sitting here, waiting for-"

"I'm so sorry, Mother. We'll be right down." She grabbed her purse and her husband and dragged him out of the room. It didn't take long to put the clean-up sign on the door and get the elevator to the lobby. Her family was sitting in the lobby. Arnold's eyes were shooting daggers at her husband. Darla looked put out with her daughter. Her uncle just looked deeply amused at the whole situation. Before Nesa could apologize again or even greet them, both Nick and Nesa's stomachs growled loudly. This broke the tension between the group and everyone started laughing.

"So that answers that question," Darla chuckled. "Come on, Babygirl. Let's go get you and your man fed." The group ended up traveling in the Eversteens jeep to Dennys, where Nick and Nesa finally got breakfast. The conversation was light, with no talk of their tardiness. After Nesa paid for everyone's meals and Arnold left a hearty tip for the server, they headed back to their house for the blessing. The blessing itself didn't actually take that long, it just had to happen. Since the newly married couple was held hostage by the parents, they were forced to endure the endless teasing about their marriage, or more specifically their sex life. After a few hours of this from her brothers and parents, Nick, red as a beet, passed a note to his bride.

If anyone says one more word about us or my ability to please you, we're taking an Uber home

"What did he say?" Matthew asked, laughing with the others.

"He said that he's had enough and we're taking an Uber back to the hotel," Nesa said idly, pulling out her phone and beginning to arrange for the ride.

"You know, running away isn't the only solution," Roger laughed, waving his beer around.

"Seems better than the alternative," Nesa shrugged, finishing up with the service. Andrea tried to cancel before the girl could hit 'send', but Nesa was quicker.

"Oh, get over yourself, Nesa!" Michelle said in annoyance. "We're your family and you're leaving Monday. When the hell are we going to have the opportunity to tease you face to face again? It's just a joke!"

"No, it's my life!" Nesa growled. "Look, I was a virgin when I married. Anyone else would be commending my restraint and determination. Instead, you clowns are determined to humiliate me about it! Well, you know what? I'm not ashamed of my choice to stay pure for my future husband. That's the way that the Bible says it's supposed to be," she added furiously. "If you people were anything other than family, Nick would have punched you in the mouth and started some shit by now. He's holding back because of me. So, yeah. Leaving seems the best option right now." The fun and games stopped as Roger, Hank, and Matthew were uncomfortably reminded of Thanksgiving.

"Sorry sis," Matthew said at last. "I can't believe you lasted twenty-six years without giving it up to anyone. I'm just used to laughing at the prospect of a virgin."

"Then get unused to it," Nesa yelled, a single tear falling down her cheek. "I did the right thing and I'm not the only one in the world that has ever made the decision to stay pure. It doesn't define me but it is a part of my makeup. I'm not going to spend the rest of my life being punished for it. It's not funny. It's not a joke. And Nick and I won't stand for it!" With that she went and got their coats, deciding that waiting on the front steps for the Uber was probably the best option. Five minutes later, Michelle came out of the house and stood in front of the couple.

"You're right, Ganesa. I'm sorry we messed with you about it. Look, why don't you come back inside the house to wait for your ride? It's freezing out here!"

"Please! This is late Spring where I'm from," Nesa deadpanned. "Besides, I'm not up for another fight. Nick and I will be just fine. Go on back inside; I'm not up for any more virgin shaming tonight."

"There won't be any more 'virgin shaming', sis. I promise," the woman said, shivering in her thick coat. "Come on in the house. It's only 43 degrees out here!"

"Did you know that negative forty degrees Fahrenheit and negative forty degrees Celsius is the exact same temperature?" Nesa said conversationally. "I didn't know that until I moved to Calgary. See, I've lived through weeks of negative forty-degree weather since I moved up there. Negative forty degrees - four-zero not one-four - on the bus! This is not cold to me." Nick nodded gravely, rubbing his nose against her temple. As a Nebraskan, he hadn't been prepared for Canadian winters. He'd learned quickly though.

We're cooling our tempers right now, Michelle. That was intense, don't you think?

"Yes, it was intense. Which is why you need to come back inside. We need to resolve this before y'all go back to Canada."

"Too late," Nesa said, standing up as their Uber pulled up to the house. The couple left for their ride without a backward glance. They spent Sunday as Nick had promised, ordering room service and making intense love with each other. They ignored her phone completely, Nick distracting her from it with his powerful thrusts. The girl was in rapture all day and the next day. They arrived at the airport two and a half hours early so that they could return their rental car before taking a shuttle to the airport. While they were going through customs, Nesa giggled and showed her husband the forty-eight texts and messages her mother and family left her after she turned off her phone yesterday. He scrolled through them with her, laughing silently at the funnier ones. In the end, they deleted most of them, sending a mass text that they were at the airport and on their way home. They would text again on arrival.

When they boarded the plane, the flight attendants were happy for them. They actually announced it during the safety information and they got a big round of applause. Halfway through the four-hour flight, Nick started touching her under the first class-provided blanket. She'd been wondering why he'd insisted that she wear her clubbing dress on the flight. It was skimpy but adorable with the right accessories, which she happened to have. As it was, she turned on her necklace and rocked against his hand, rubbing his massive cock until the deafmute pulled her into the bathroom. Once there, he wasted no time removing her underwear and sliding into her tight space, pumping into her faster and harder until she exploded on him. Her tightness caused him to shoot his seed directly into her pliant body, smiling at the relief it caused. They got winks from the staff as they headed back to their seats. Nesa was mortified, but Nick only smiled smugly at his wife as he led her back to their seats. The girl covered her face once she was seated, but he only pulled her into his arms and let her relax there. She yawned innocently and fell asleep against him.

"You really tired her out, man," one of the passengers said crudely.

Nick ignored the old gossip, curling around his woman and letting the feel of her lull him to sleep. They had a four-hour layover in Seattle after this six-hour flight was over and then a three-hour flight to make it back home. He intended to have her again on both parts of the long journey. Now that they were finally married, there was nothing stopping him. Envisioning long, lazy days of claiming this amazing woman for himself, Nick smiled in his sleep, holding her tighter.

Story's not over. See ya next week! :D