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We walked into the suite and as soon as the door closed I heard Gerard engage the extra lock. I walked further into the living room area not knowing what to do. I was nervous as fuck. A giggle escaped my lips. Gerard's eyes narrowed. "Something funny?"
I shrugged, "I was just thinking I was nervous as fuck and well, you know how my mind works. I wondered how fuck could be nervous. Unless you were fucking nervous I guess." Okay I was rattling and I knew it but my mouth wouldn't stop. Gerard found the perfect way to stop it. He crossed the room and pulled me into his arms.
"Here's one for you, shut the fuck up." His lips crashed into mine. I moaned when his tongue forced it's way into my mouth. Suddenly he pulled away and walked across the room.
"Gee?" I said. I was worried. I had watched him closely during dinner. He had been struggling, trying so hard to appear normal and happy. Now that the reality of marriage seemed to be hitting him I wondered how he would react.
"So you married the twisted son-of-a-bitch. Happy now?"
My sprits sank. I was afraid of this. "Just stop it." I said softly.
Instead of the anger I expected he seemed to stop and try to clear his mind. "Laura, just for tonight I'm gonna try to put every fucking thing out of my mind. I'm gonna try to give you a normal wedding night. No kinky shit. Just a decent wedding night."
I was touched by his offer but I wanted him to understand. "But I don't want decent." I moved to stand before him. "Gerard, I married you accepting you completely. Sex between us has never been normal and I don't want it to be. I'm not sure why you would think that's what I would want. You wanna put on a dress, I'm good with that. Pretty much I'm good with most any sexual thing you think up as long as it's with me."
His eyes bore into mine. "Laura, why?"
I shook my head sadly, "Don’t' ask questions you don't want the answer to."
He stared at me. I knew he was turning over what I'd said in his mind. Fuck, he had to know what I was saying. He took a step back. "I want to see."
Shit, I knew what he was asking but I pretended not to.” See?"
His eyes narrowed, 'Yeah, I wanna fucking see what I felt earlier. Undress for me." He took a seat, crossed his legs and waited. I walked over to him and asked him to unzip my dress. Once he did I walked back across the room and turned. Slowly I pulled at the satin until my shoulders were exposed. Then I let the material drop to my waist. His eyes zeroed in on my breasts. I reached behind me and unclasped the bra. It fell to the ground. I smiled and swayed my hips until the dress puddled at my feet. I stepped out of it and moved slightly away. Now I stood in front of him in only my spike white heels and sheer panties. "See anything you like?"
"Good thing you didn't add the name. I'd have to kill Bryar."
I smiled thinking how wonderful it was that most of the time he knew what I was thinking or saying. I had just recited a line from the movie "Halloween". The line was actually - "See anything you like, Bob?" The girl drops a sheet to reveal her breasts. But since I hadn't added the name, good old Bob could live.
"You're smiling,” He said softly watching me.
I nodded, '"Yeah"
He smiled in return, "So I'm still waiting. Let me see"
I brought my hands up to my breasts but instead of covering them I began to lightly caress my nipples. "Ask nice."
His eyes were on my breasts, "Laura, let me see."
"That didn't sound very nice. Beg me." I said then brought my fingers to my mouth. I sucked on each fingertip to get them wet. Then I returned them to my nipples.
"Please" he said roughly, "Let me fucking see."
I smiled and lowered my hands to my panties. Instead of taking them off I began rubbing myself. "This feels so strange" I said breathlessly.
He shifted in his seat. "Tell me how it feels"
"Umm, it feels silky" I closed my eyes and swaying slightly "and hot."
"Laura, open your eyes. I wanna see the passion."
I opened my eyes and smiled. Now I took a step so that I was standing with my legs further apart. One of my fingers slipped under the panties. "Very silky and hot."
He sat up straighter, "Come here." He commanded.
I walked over to him and stood before him. He reached out and pulled the panties down. I stepped out of them. "I think it's my turn remember the plane?" I asked in a whisper.
He nodded, "Yeah, it's your turn."
I pushed his legs apart and straddled only one of his knees. The smooth texture of his suit between my legs was enticing. I began to move up and down on his leg, rubbing and letting the feeling build."
"Shit" he said brokenly, "You're fucking my knee."
"Oh, yeah. And it feels wonderful" I arched my back and held on to his shoulders. "Suck my nipples,” I demanded. He did as he was told. What a good husband. Soon the rubbing turned to grinding. I brought my head back up and looked down. The bulge in his pants had grown. I licked my lips and closed my eyes. I pictured what his looked like. Me, totally nude in heels, fucking Gerard who was totally clothed. Fucking his leg, I might add. The feeling was building and I pushed myself against him harder. "Oh fuck,” I cried out as I came. His hands came up to touch my nipples. I swatted them away as I tried to catch my breath. "Thanks for providing me a place to cum." I said just as he had on the plane.
He gently pushed me off his lap and stood. "My pleasure." He said as he scooped me up into his arms. Once in the bedroom he lowered me to the bed. I was about to take off the heels when he stopped me. "Leave them on." He said while slipping out of his jacket. "Now for my promise to make you scream." He stepped away from the bed. "Rest for a few minutes. I've got to get things ready."
He had to be fucking kidding. Rest? Shit, my body was on fire.