chapter 329: Kneel On The Bed

chapter 329: Kneel On The Bed
Chapter 329: Kneel On The Bed

Abigail 

“What? Isn't this how you were supposed to carry a bride?” Rodrigo muttered. I laughed and nodded.

Too caught  up in each other, we didn't notice the elevator doors opening up to a penthouse with nothing but candles and petals scattered around it. A large bed sat in the middle of it all with a dimly lit chandelier sparkling above it. Large, ceiling-to-floor windows stood behind it all, showcasing the beautiful view of the city lights. He set me down and we approached the bed, covered in red, silk sheets and a blanket, velvet blanket that held some toys. He took his jacket off amd threw it onto the bed and then began loosening his ties. My cheeks heated up as his eyes fell on me.

“Go get yourself ready in the bathroom.”

A smile crept onto my lips when I turned away from him and headed toward the bathroom, my stomach filled with butterflies. I unzipped the dress and slipped it off, revealing the white lace bridal lingerie set underneath. I was stuck with only a bra and my fishnets since Rodrigo had already taken my panties off. I brushed through my hair and washed my makeup off before heading back out. The sound of my heels clicking against the floor made him raise his hands. He was sitting on the bed shirtless with his pants still on, hunched over with the elbows on his knees as he smoked a cigar.

“Put it out,” I said, he didn't question it and placed the cigar back into the ashtray. I couldn't see much of him through the darkness but I saw enough to sense the harsh and dominating side of him was out right now. He stared at me like I was the most fascinating sight in the world.

“Stay,” he said. I did as told while he stood up from the bed and approached me. I dipped my head, shying away but couldn't avoid his eyes for long as he grabbed my jaw and made me look at him.

“Are you okay?” He asked and I nodded as he tightened his grip.

“Yes,” I voiced.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you more.” I smiled, about to raise my hands to touch him only for him to grab my wrists and put them behind me, I knew he would, I just love pissing him off. 

He raised his hand and held the nape of my neck, pulling me in for a deep and sensual kiss before he pulled away, leaving me standing there, frustrated. I watched quietly as he grabbed a chair from somewhere and pulled it up to the foot of the bed. He sat down on it, his eyes finding mine.

“Kneel on the bed.”

I obeyed, keeping my eyes on him as he eased back into the chair, slightly spreading his legs. As I saw the bulge in his pants, my throat felt like it had dried up, I bit the inside of my cheek to contain the need to beg him to put it inside me already.

“Take the vibrator.” I followed his eyes to the vibrator on the bed in front of me and picked it up.

“Face down, ass up. Cum or edge. I don't give a fuck, just let me see you play with yourself.”

As I turned away, I placed my hand with the vibrator in between my legs and slowly arched my back, my ass and thighs slightly shaking as I adjusted myself. I pressed my cheeks against the cool and silk bedsheets and switched the vibrator on. I turned it to the lowest setting, the vibration slow and gently and then pressed it against the edge of my clit. Gasping lightly and closing my eyes as the pleasure coursed through me, I slowly eased into it. With the vibrator motionless in my hand, I began it onto my pussy, feeling it spread my folds and hit my clit over and over again. He was out of my sight, making no sound. I hadn't a clue as to what he was doing, just watching or pleasuring himself along with me. He liked watching me when I couldn't watch him, I never knew what he would do or if he would do anything at all. My motions against the vibrator quickened as my pleasure reached its peak and it would soon explode. I muffled my moans against the bed, rotating my hips as I craved even more, it wasn't enough. I needed more. Swiftly sitting up into a kneeling position, I turned the setting up and began riding it properly, my legs spread as I held the vibrator with both my hands and moved back and forth against it. Tipping my head back, I bit my lip, feeling in a daze as my legs shook and my orgasm erupted.

A hand appeared on my throat, turning my head to the side before Rodrigo pressed his lips against mine. He pulled the vibrator out from under me and pushed me back down, holding the roots of my hair in his fist as he pushed his fingers against my hole.

“Fuck,” he groaned as the cum leaking out covered him when he pushed them in. I shivered, bitting down on the bedsheets as I clenched around him.

“You can barely fit my fingers, sweetheart.”

I moaned, unable to speak as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, curling them inside to make my orgasm linger. I let out a breath when he puked them out, calming my muscles as I melted against the bed like liquid. He perked my ass up again, teasing his dick at my entrance. I sighed and pushed against him, making his tip to inside, he gripped my hip, moaning as he gently thrust into me. Taking both of my limp hands, he interlocked his fingers with mine and pulled out and pushed back in. He was taking his time and I moaned underneath him. Soon enough, he flipped me over, brushing my hair out of my face as he began kissing my neck while spreading my legs apart and rubbing his dick against my pussy. Gently and slowly, he made love to me all night, kissing every inch of my body while bringing me pleasure over and over again.

“Did you enjoy it all?” I spoke quietly, exhausted as I traced the tattoo on his stomach hours later and he nodded his head.

“I love it, did you?” I nodded, something on the tip of my tongue as I looked at his face. He looked back at me expectantly.

“What?” 

“You didn't pull out a single time tonight, Muffin.” I whispered.

“Why would I?” 

“What if I get pregnant?” I tested.

“Then, we get a mini you or mini me running around the house and driving me crazy.” He joked, brushing his fingers back and forth on my thighs as I placed it on top of his stomach.

“What if I told you that might already already be happening about eight hours or nine months from now?” I gulped anxiously, worried about what his reaction would be. He froze and I felt his breathing stop underneath my hand as his fingers stopped grazing my skin. I watched him as he sat up, his eyes on mine.

“Are you serious?” I nodded, feeling my heart race inside my chest. A bright smile appeared on his lips, making tears of relief and happiness fall from my eyes.

He lifted me from the bed and sat me down on his lap, staring up at me adoringly before dropping his head against my chest.

“Thank you,” I held him tightly, kissing his head as his tears fell against my skin.

“I love you.” He kissed my chest, my neck and my jaw and then finally my lips as his hands appeared on my stomach.

“I love you.”