I was about to get dressed for my wedding ceremony when Jacob barged into my room. He looked like he ran a mile when he came in; panting and sweating. I told him to sit down to catch his breath before telling me what the urgency was. Once he caught his breath, he approached me and kissed me, all fired up with passion.

“I am getting married, Jacob!” I exclaimed but that did not stop him. Worse yet, I cannot resist the man. He sat me down on the bed and began undressing me.

“I need to taste the bride before she gets married!” he whispered before going in between my legs. I did not object, I was madly in love with him. I wanted him. He made me feel like a goddess. He devoured me and it sent shivers down my spine. The intensity made me beg for him to fuck me.

“Gladly,” he said, towering over me before he pushed himself in. His first thrust made my moans fill the room while that euphoric feeling made me want more of him, and he knew it. Unfortunately, time was not on our side. He picked up his pace until he filled me with his warm seeds.

“That was the most intense sex I’ve ever had!” I exclaimed. My heart felt it could pop out from my chest. Jacob got off the bed and helped me clean up.

After we both got dressed, he held me in his arms not wanting to let go. I looked up at him as he leant forward to kiss my lips. He reluctantly released me from his embrace. Before leaving my room, he winked at me cheekily and said, “I will see you later and we shall enjoy more tonight, Mrs. Frye.”

Confession [@jezsiema]