Scorpio

Livia Lang

Contents

Copyright

Foreword

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

Also by Livia Lang

About the Author

© Copyright 2017 Livia Lang

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, or to any actual events is purely coincidental. Please respect the author’s work and do not make any unauthorized copies or distributions. 

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Foreword

Scorpio (October 23rd - November 21st).

A Scorpio lover is passionate and assertive, strong and dominant. They aren’t afraid to take charge in the bedroom. If your love is a Scorpio, then just sit back and get ready for the ride of your life.

1

Pepper stood before the mirror, her heart beating wildly.

"Are you sure I look okay?" she asked, tightening her grip on the flowers in her hands.

She twirled slowly, taking in the image before her. She was wearing a long white dress with a dramatically wide skirt. The very tip of the skirt had the barest hint of pink on it, reminding her of a fresh flower just beginning to open. The top of the dress was tightly fitted to her bosom and covered in sparkling stones that scattered light around the room.

Her long blonde hair was loose and fluttered around her shoulders in long waves. She had thought of putting it up in a bun, but her future husband had insisted on it being down. Nash said her long hair reminded him of a fairy-tale princess, and he wanted nothing more than to be her prince that day.

"You are the most beautiful bride I've ever seen," her maid of honor, Patricia, said soothingly. "Nash is going to go absolutely crazy when he sees you."

Pepper's pale cheeks turned a light pink. "I'm not sure if he'll exactly go crazy. He's always so strong and in control. He's not one to gush or fall to his knees."

Her bridesmaids all gave each other significant looks, eyebrows raised and lips curled into a smile. Pepper frowned at them, confused.

"What are you guys smiling at?"

Patricia giggled, patting her friend soothingly on the arm. "I'm sure you'll find out soon enough, Pep."

Pepper pouted. "No really, tell me!"

Patricia was giggling harder now. "We just think you are exactly right. Nash is definitely going to be very strong and in control on your wedding night."

All the other bridesmaids tittered, some even going so far as wolf whistling. Pepper turned a much deeper shade of pink.

"Guys! Stop it," she said, waving her hands at them. "You don't even know anything about Nash’s...private thoughts."

Her bridesmaid Tanisha gave her a saucy grin. "Oh sweetie, anyone who has seen Nash look at you knows his private thoughts. The man is completely in love with you, and he undresses you with his eyes every time you walk into the room. And that's a good thing - trust me! You want a man who is absolutely crazy about you."

Pepper looked back in the mirror, her stomach turning. She was so excited to marry Nash, but also nervous. Because after marriage came the wedding night. And Pepper had never done anything sexual. Sure, her and Nash had shared plenty of steamy kisses. But they’d done nothing at all past first base.

"I hope I know what to do to please him," she said quietly, almost to herself. She looked to her bridesmaids with pleading eyes. She knew all the other girls in the room had been with men, and she desperately needed some guidance. "How will I know what to do?"

Tanisha grabbed her glass of champagne and look seriously at Pepper. "Don't worry so much. I'm sure Nash has been planning this for months. He strikes me as the type of guy who will take command and let you know exactly what he likes. And you love and trust him, right? Then just relax and let him lead the way."

Pepper thought about that. It seemed like good advice - after all, Nash was quite a bit older than her. She'd walked into his office looking for a job when she was only eighteen and he had been thirty-five. That had been two years ago, and now he was going from potential boss to husband.

"Well, I know he does has some experience." Pepper wrinkled her nose at the thought. She wasn't pleased he'd ever been with anyone else, but she hoped that soon their sex life would make him forget about anything else before. "That'll help, I'm sure."

Her final bridesmaid, Maude, lifted an eyebrow. "Girl, he is going to rock your world. That man is so damn fine. And he has that commanding aura around him - I can only imagine how hot it was in the office when he ordered you around. If he uses even a little bit of that in the bedroom then you are going to one happy lady."

The other girls cheered and agreed, making Pepper begin to laugh too. She could feel the anxiety leaving her body, and she looked at the clock a final time. It was thirty minutes before the ceremony. And about 6 hours before they left for the hotel. She would soon be a married woman.

And no longer a virgin.

2

Several hours later the vows were said, the marriage license signed, the first dance done, and the huge dinner with two hundred friends finished. Nash and Pepper could at last head out to the hotel for their first night as a married couple.

It had been the best day of her life, but it had also seemed like an eternity to Pepper. After all, the part she was most looking forward to – and nervous about - hadn't happened yet. But at long last they had their keys, they were officially married, and it was time to find out all the secrets of what being a wife meant.

"Ready to go up?" Nash asked her, jiggling the hotel keys as they stood together in front of the check-in desk.

Everyone in the ritzy hotel lobby seemed to be looking at them. Which made sense considering she was standing there in her big white gown and the happiest grin ever on her face. Pepper had no doubt everyone in the room knew she was about to get laid for the first time. It brought the faintest blush to her cheeks.

Pepper could only nod her head shyly to Nash's question. In return, he flashed her a smile that nearly melted her to the floor. Her concerns about people looking at them melted away; all of a sudden it felt like they were the only two people in the world.

Nash only heightened the feeling of romance by giving her the softest kiss before sweeping her into the elevator headed to the top floor. As they rode up, he kept his arm tightly around her wait, holding her close to his strong body. He even carried her into the hotel suite in his arms, just like an old movie.

Pepper giggled and clung tightly to him as he marched her straight to the bed. Nash was so powerful he made it seem like she weighed as much as a feather. And as he tossed her gently into the big white comforter, her dress covering most of the king size mattress, she felt like a true princess.

"What a wonderful day," she gushed, spreading her arms out and enjoying the softness of the sheets.

"This has been the best day of my life," Nash said seriously, giving her a steamy look that made her heart stop. He reached up and loosed his bow tie, his eyes roving over her body. "And this is about to become the best night of my life, too."

Pepper blushed crimson, her eyes dropping. She wanted him so bad, but she didn't even know where to begin. Should she undress now in front of him? Should she say something? How did any of this work?

Luckily, Nash seemed to pick up on her confusion. He came and sat down next to her on the bed, putting a hand comfortingly on her shoulder.

"Are you nervous about tonight?" he asked gently.

She looked into his dark eyes trustingly. "Well, a little. I've wanted this for months. But now that it's finally here, I'm not sure what to do. And I don't want to disappoint you."

"Pepper, there is absolutely nothing you could do to disappoint me. You are perfect." Nash bent to gently kiss her cheek, then worked his mouth down her neck, making her squirm and sigh in happiness. He bit down hard at the base of her neck, sucking on the skin roughly before letting go. He then gave her a roguish look. "Sorry for the bite. I just felt the need to claim what's mine."

She giggled and ran her hand up his arm. "That's very caveman of you."

"Oh you've seen nothing yet." He stood up and kicked off his shoes, unbuttoning his shirt as he went. "You see, I have some particular tastes. I like being a little authoritative in the bedroom. A little...commanding."

Pepper's nodded, her throat tight. Nash had now stripped off his shirt and he looked gorgeous. His six pack was perfectly defined, and his upper chest was just barely covered in very sexy black hair.

"And as my wife, I expect quite a bit of obedience from you." He gave her a dirty look. "At least in the bedroom, anyway. I’m going to be your Daddy when it comes to the bedroom – the one to love you, punish you, and teach you how to be the perfect naughty girl."

Pepper gasped a little. The word Daddy seemed really dirty, maybe even obscene. But it also was making her pussy clench with need. She could feel her nipples harden under her dress as she imagined calling him Daddy as he slid inside her for the first time.

“Daddy,” she whispered, nodding.

Nash smiled in approval. Then he reached for his zipper and began taking off his pants. Inch by inch they went down, revealing his black boxers and powerful legs. And one heck of a big bulge.

"Wow," Pepper whispered to herself. She had expected something big - after all, she'd felt it poking her plenty of times as they made out. But this big? It was a monster!

"Come take it out," Nash said firmly, grabbing his junk firmly in his hand to better outline it for her.

Pepper got off the bed and stepped forward tentatively. She hoped she knew how to please him! She wanted nothing more than to touch her husband, but was suddenly getting a little stage fright.

Nash seemed to read her mind. "I'll help you through every step," he said kindly. "Now, come touch Daddy’s dick like we've both been waiting for."

He grabbed her hand and brought it to his crotch. She groaned slightly as she felt his firm manhood for the first time, separated from her skin by only a thin layer of cotton. It felt so powerful, so commanding. Just like her husband.

"Take off the boxers," Nash said, breathing a little harder at her touch.

Dropping to her knees, Pepper grabbed the elastic around his hips and tugged. Down slid the fabric, revealing his thick cock and a well-manicured landscape of pubic hair. She gasped slightly, looking at Nash for the first time in all his naked glory.

"You are so handsome," she whispered. “And that is really big.”

"You know how to make a man feel like a king," he chuckled, gripping the base of his cock. "Now, I want you to lick the head. Go at the speed you feel most comfortable."

Pepper leaned forward, sticking out her pink tongue cautiously. The first contact surprised her. His dick was stiff, but the skin felt like velvet to her touch. She had the wild thought that it would feel incredible to have it rubbed across her face. However, that would have to wait. He'd asked her to lick it, and she didn't want to disappoint.

Tenderly, carefully, she ran her tongue over his member. She circled slowly, her eyes locked onto his. She loved the way his breathing was hard and the way he bit his lip as she tongued the underside of his head.

"That's fucking perfect, baby," he encouraged her. "So fucking perfect. Are you ready to suck a little harder?"

She answered by sliding his hot flesh deeper into her mouth. His compliments were making her blush, but also making her hornier than she'd ever felt. She loved pleasing him, knowing she was taking care of him in a way no one else ever would.

Deeper and deeper she slid him into her mouth. Finally, she hit her limit and pulled back slowly. The result was a low growl from deep within Nash's throat.

"Holy fuck I didn't know you'd be this good without any practice," he grunted.

She smiled slightly, pushing her head back down after taking a quick breath. A steady rhythm was quickly built, her body seeming to know exactly what it was built for. Over and over she slid her mouth down his pole, enjoying the feeling of him invading her throat.

Nash ran his hands through her hair, softly at first and then rougher as she continued to work him. He kept in constant contact with her body, telling her how much he loved her and how sexy he thought she was. His voice was deep and gravely, and she could tell he was slowly losing control.

Finally, he couldn't hold out any longer. He grabbed her head and pushed her down onto his cock as hard as he could. "Baby, I'm about to come. Take it in your mouth. Drink it all up, like the dirty little wife you are now."

Pepper barely had time to think before she felt the hot liquid hit the back of her throat. She reflexively swallowed, gulping down his cum as quickly as she could. The salty taste hardly registered; all she could think about was how incredibly erotic it felt to be on the floor, taking her husband's load for the first time. Her pussy felt like it was on fire, clenching slightly with every shot of cum that landed in her mouth.

It was perfect - but she wanted even more of him.

3

Pepper sat on the floor, breathing hard and looking up at Nash. The tangy taste of his cum lingered on her lips, and she couldn't help but stick her tongue out to gently lap up the remains. God, he tasted good. Manly, strong, and powerful - everything that embodied her husband was in that flavor.

Nash nodded in approval as she licked the corner of her mouth. "You like how I taste?" he said, stroking the top of her head lovingly.

"It's so much better than I expected." A blush spread across her cheeks. "Salty, but good."

"Well, your little mouth was everything I expected, and more. I am a lucky man to have a wife like you kneeling in front of me. A wife to serve me like this every day."

He said it with such love, his brown eyes looking like a deep, sumptuous hot chocolate. Pepper knew her blush was probably spreading all the way from her cheeks down her chest at this point, but she didn't care. The way her body heated at his words only made her feel more desired, more loved by the man who stood in front of her.

"I have a surprise for you," Nash continued on. "You sit right there, looking beautiful."

He walked to the dresser, blocking her view with his broad back. She wiggled in anticipation, wondering what he could possibly want to surprise her with. She already had the most gorgeous wedding band she could imagine, so it probably wasn't jewelry. And their wedding suite was so luxuriously stocked with chocolate and wine that there was no way she could stuff more food inside of her. What could it be?

When Nash finally turned around, holding a golden strap, her confusion only doubled.

"What is that?" she asked, squinting at him.

"This is your collar." Nash smiled at her, walking close to her again so she could see.

He held a golden leather strap, a couple of inches thick, with black clasps. It was beautiful, and she breathed in the rich smell of leather as he waved it in front of her. Something about it seemed to radiate power, and she looked at him for guidance.

"You'll wear this when we are in the bedroom. To remind yourself that you are mine, and I am yours." He motioned for her to turn around, which she did while sweeping her long blonde hair up and out of the way. He then wrapped the leather round her neck, fitting it snuggly aginst her skin before clasping it together. "See? It'll be like a wedding ring, except it's a symbol for our intimate life. When you put that on, you'll always be reminded that I'm your Daddy, like we talked about earlier. I'll be here to guide you, punish you, and make you as happy as I possibly can."

She ran her hand over the leather, enjoying the smooth texture. It made a slight weight around her neck, and it reminded her of a reassuring hug. She was claimed, and Nash's aura of protection now radiated off of the cool leather and into her skin.

"I love it," she said at last, turning back around to face him. "It makes me feel safe."

"That's the way it should feel, my love. Because I will protect you, always. In every way."

He pulled her up and off the floor. Then he kissed her, sipping softly on her lips as she wrapped her arms around him. A small moan left her throat, and she closed her eyes to sink further into their embrace. There was nothing in her world but him, and she loved it.

He eventually broke their kiss, stepping back and giving her a lustful stare. "It looks like you've worked me up again." He pointed down to his cock, which was rapidly becoming thick and heavy between his legs. "Do you know what that means?"

She looked at his cock, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "What does it mean?"

"It means I need you to spread those sweet little legs for your Daddy. I've waited so long to sink into you, going where no one has gone before." He stroked her hair softly. "My good little virgin."

She nodded, unable to keep her eyes anywhere but on his huge cock. Nash continued to talk, but she only stared. His dick looked even bigger now than before. How was it even possible for such a thick thing to fit inside of her? It still made her mind reel - was she really going to be impaled on that giant thing?

"Are you listening?" Nash said at last, giving her collar a gentle tug.

Pepper looked up in surprise, realizing she hadn't heard anything he had been saying. "I'm sorry...Daddy." The word still felt new to her lips, and she fumbled with it slightly. "I was just so distracted by your cock."

He gripped his dick, groaning slightly. "God, I still can't believe I get to hear you call me that every day for the rest of our lives." He ran a hand lovingly over her cheek. "Say it again, Baby. Tell me you are Daddy's girl."

"I'm all yours, Daddy." She looked up at him with innocent eyes, hoping he could know how strongly she meant every word. "Every piece of me."

"I can't wait any longer," he growled. "Get on your back and spread your legs for Daddy. Don’t worry about taking off your dress. It’s hotter if I fuck you while you are still in it."

Pepper did as she was told, clambering onto the bed. Leaning back, she ever so slowly began to spread her legs for him, her heart racing. She pulled her big dress up, leaving her lower half bare. There were no panties underneath – Nash had been very clear before the wedding that he wanted her naked under her dress all day.

No one had ever seen her like this, so open and exposed. And the way Nash was looking at her made her think he was going to devour her like a wolf. His gaze felt like a laser as he took in her soft folds for the first time.

"Daddy likes that," he said thickly, joining her on the bed.

He ran a finger gently down the cleft between her legs, making Pepper moan quietly. It was the first time she’d never been touched. Nash took his time with it too, building her up. First he stroked her clit softly, before next moving his finger down toward her virgin hole.

Pepper knew she was wet, wetter than she'd ever been just playing with herself. She almost felt shy about it. But any embarrassment soon disappeared when she saw how excited her wetness made Nash.

"God, you are already so hot for me," he whispered reverently, sliding his finger inside of her.

The first intrusion made her gasp slightly and she gripped the sheets. It felt so intimate and full - and that was just a single finger!

"It's going to be so big in me," she groaned, looking at his rock hard cock.

Nash nodded as he slipped a second finger inside of her. "It will, but it will feel so good. After this, you’ll want it every day."

He curled his fingers, stroking the front of her tunnel. The sensation made her lose the ability to speak. She cried out, spreading her legs further to invite him in. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, like she was rushing toward a waterfall she couldn’t control. As he pressed hard on her secret spot, she felt herself fall over the edge.

The lights seemed to flash as she lost control, her body taking her to a high she'd never felt before. And when she finally landed again, her body sweaty and exhausted, she opened her eyes to find Nash lovingly looking down on her.

"That was so incredible to watch," he said softly, settling himself between her legs. "You look so beautiful when you come."

Pepper smiled at him, hardly having the energy to raise her head. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered, giving him a soft kiss.

"Oh, you haven't seen anything yet. Are you ready for more? Are you ready to take my entire cock in your tight little pussy?"

His hard cock pushed against her soaking wet entrance. Pepper looked up at him with half closed eyes before wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Pepper nodded, the fire of need beginning to burn again in her core. Even though he'd just made her come like a freight train, his words had her lit up like a Christmas tree again.

"Beg me," he murmured, beginning to nibble along her neck.

"Please, Daddy. Please fuck me."

“More,” he commanded roughly, biting her neck harder.

“Please! I need you in me right now.” Pepper dug her fingers into his shoulder, trying to pull him closer.

"That's my girl." Nash rolled his hips forward, his cock pushing into her folds. Pepper felt a brief pain, but within seconds it faded and the only sensation she had was once of incredible fullness. “Now take all of Daddy’s cock.”

Inch by inch, Nash sunk inside of her. He filled her, stretched her, and completed her. Pepper clung to him, letting him take over her body, letting him cover her completely with his presence.

Slowly he built up a rhythm, pulling his cock out with excruciating slowness before plunging back inside her to the hilt. Over and over he pounded into her, his hips crashing into hers.

Pepper felt her need rising to almost unbearable levels. She felt more connected to him than she'd ever thought possible - their union was worth all the waiting they had done up until the wedding. She was his, completely and truly. This was the only man she’d ever be with.

And then he pushed her over the edge, sinking in to her completely while reaching between their bodies to gently strum her swollen nub. The effect was immediate. Her feet curled and her rolled back as a tidal wave of ecstasy washed over her. She was sinking, drowning in the feeling and she never wanted it to end.

When at last she came up to breath, she found her body still being pummeled by Nash. Except now his strokes were more erratic and his breathing much more labored.

"God damn, watching you cum on my dick is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," he growled, his hips grinding into her. "It's gotten me so close. So very close."

Pepper whimpered needily. She loved the idea of Nash losing control, emptying himself inside of her pussy like he'd just done to her mouth. She wanted it all.

"Please, Daddy," she gasped.

"Please what?" He loved at her intently, his thrusts coming harder.

"Please come in me. Please come in my pussy, Daddy."

"Holy fuck," he whispered, before driving himself as deeply inside of her as he could. He pressed his lips tightly into hers, holding her close.

It was like a firework had exploded in Pepper's heart. There could be nothing better than this feeling, she thought as her husband emptied inside of her, her name on his lips as he claimed her pussy all for himself.

It was worth every second they had waited. The agony of waiting until their wedding night had only increased how special it was to now lie there with his wetness running down her legs and his weight covering her body.

"I love you, baby," he said at last, his body spent. He rested his forehead against hers. "I love you forever and ever."

"I know," she sighed, holding him tight. "You'll be my Daddy forever."

4

Sunlight was pouring into the suite by the time Pepper awoke. She stretched her arms over her head, enjoying the sensation of her tired muscles pulling. Then she shifted her weight slightly, only to wince as a dull ache came from between her legs.

"Oof," she said, flopping her head back onto the pillow.

"You ok, my love?" came Nash's deep voice from next to her.

She looked over at him, awestruck by how handsome he looked in the morning light. The sun was lighting up his muscles perfectly, making him look almost superhuman next to her. As he reached up to stroke her face in concern, his bicep flexed ever so slightly, taking her breath away.

"You are gorgeous," she whispered, forgetting anything else but how much she loved him.

He smiled warmly. "Well, I'm certainly not going to complain about hearing that first thing in the morning." His gaze wandered down to her naked breasts, the nipples already hardened. "And I'm also not going to complain about seeing those every day from now on out."

She giggled, a blush spreading across her face. The fact that they were married, and able to see each other at their most vulnerable, was still sinking into her mind. All the magic of the past day almost seemed too good to be true. Especially the way it had felt to have him enter her for the first time the night before.

"What are you smiling about?" Nash asked, breaking into her thoughts.

"How happy I am. And how much I enjoyed last night."

"I wanted it to be special for you," he said, reaching beneath the sheets to gently cup her mound. "It was such an honor to be your first, and I want to make it so good you get wet thinking about it forever."

She at first happily groaned from excitement, but then suddenly hissed as the ache between her legs flared up again. Nash immediately pulled back his hand, looking at her with concern.

"Are you still sore?"

"Yeah," she sighed, disappointment heavy in her voice. "I'm sorry. I really want some more, too."

"Don't be sorry. It's totally fine! I think it's to be expected at everything we did last night." A wicked grin came over his face. "And in a way, this is kind of perfect. I wanted to claim the final part of you today, anyway."

"Final part? What do you mean?"

"I want to be the only man to ever come in every single one of your holes. Daddy wants to own all of you." Nash ran his hand possessively over her shoulder, sending shivers along her skin.

"Every hole? But we've already had sex. And then my mouth..." She paused, as understanding came over her. Her eyes popped open wide. "Wait, are you talking about my...butt?"

"You bet I am. I've been dreaming about sinking myself deep into that hot little ass since the moment I met you. You walked into my office with a tight skirt on that delectable little ass and my heart was yours. And it seems like this morning is the perfect time for me to finally claim it as my own."

She looked at him, not sure how she felt. His talk was turning her on, that was for sure. However, she'd never dreamed of a man touching her there. It seemed dirty and wrong.

He looked at her seriously, no doubt sensing her confusion. "Do you trust me?" he asked solemnly.

She nodded without hesitation. He was her husband, best friend, and now her Daddy. She didn't ever want to doubt him.

"Then let me show you how good this can be. I can tell you are feeling apprehensive, but I promise you that this will make every inch of your body sing with pleasure."

Biting her lip, she nodded slowly. He rewarded her with a dazzling smile before kissing her forehead softly. Then he placed his hands on her waist and rolled her onto her stomach. He placed a pillow under her hips, elevating them slightly, then drug her legs apart.

She squealed softly as he ran his hand between her legs, his fingertips immediately finding her clit. He touched it lightly, sending a shockwave down her spine, but then ran his hand up to her ass. As he inched ever closer to her tight little star, she could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest.

She didn't know what to expect. In all honesty, she'd never even considered having someone touch her there. But if Nash, her sweet, gentle, sexy husband, told her she would love it, then she was willing to give it a shot.

"Let me get you all lubed up," he said softly, grabbing a bottle off of their bedside table. He'd set it out the night before in case they'd needed it during their second round of lovemaking, but he'd gotten her so soaked it had been unnecessary at the time.

The coldness of the lube as it hit her crack made her shiver, and she could feel every molecule of it as it ran between her cheeks. Nash's touch followed; he softly stroked a fingertip around her hole in a slow circle.

"I'm going to be gentle," he said, leaning down to kiss her shoulder.

As his lips grazed her skin, he pushed his finger inside of her. There was a slight resistance as he entered her tight tunnel, but after a few shallow thrusts he was able to sink his finger all the way to the second knuckle. He continued to suck on her shoulder, helping distract her from any discomfort.

"That feels...so naughty," she gasped as he continued to work her hole.

"That's why its so good, baby," he mumbled against her skin. "This is our naughty little secret. Even when we're apart you'll know that I own this little ass. That your dirtiest, kinkiest thoughts all belong to me."

He slid a second finger inside of her, stretching her burning hole even wider. The pain quickly subsided, however, and soon the only sensation she could feel was one of delicious fullness. As her husband probed deeper and deeper into her, she could only make a contented purring noise, relaxing her body.

"That's it, baby," he encouraged as her shoulder unlocked. "Let your body take it. Give this ass to Daddy."

He curled his fingers slightly, rubbing her tunnel in new ways. She arched her back, groaning from the sensation. She couldn't think of anything but how good it felt. Thoughts of it being dirty or wrong had flown out the window. All she wanted now was more.

"Harder," she gasped, closing her eyes and gripping sheets tightly.

"Good girl," he encouraged, finger fucking her ass harder. "You are such a dutiful little wife."

She murmured happily in response, clinching herself muscles to make her tunnel tighter around his fingers. Every second of him pounding into her was better than the last and she mewed and writhed under him.

Before she got too riled up, however, Nash pulled his hand free. She was going to protest, but before she could Nash had settled on top of her. His erection was quickly pressed between her ass checks, teasing her entrance.

"Aw fuck, baby girl," he grunted, pushing his hips forward hard. "This is so damn good."

His tip slid inside, pushing her hole open even wider. She cried out, loving the feeling of his thick cock slowly invading her body. She knew this was the last time any part of her would be a virgin - from that moment on she body would belong to only one man.

"I'm yours," she gasped, arching her back to give him better access to her deepest space. "I'm yours, Daddy."

Nash started out slow, allowing her to get used to his cock. But within minutes he was picking up speed, using his strong thighs to jackhammer his cock deeper and deeper into her. With each thrust he gripped her hips harder, pulling her small body tightly against his larger, stronger one.

Suddenly, he brought his hand down hard against her ass. His smack sounded loudly through the room, making Pepper's ears ring. The surprise made her gasp and try to turn. However Nash quickly grabbed her by the hair, wrapping the long blonde strands around his hand.

“Stay put, baby girl,” he commanded.

Pulling her hair backward, Nash arched her further, controlling the angle of his thrust perfectly. Pepper could only give her body over to him, allowing him to drive their lovemaking with his power. She hung there, enjoying the complete surrender she felt as Nash drove her closer and closer to the finish line.

Nash's thrusting was becoming more erratic and his breathing deeper. "You've got me so close," he growled, tugging her hair tighter. "But I'm not going to finish before you do."

With that he reached underneath her hips. His fingers soon found her little bud, rubbing furiously. Pepper's eyes rolled back and she saw stars; the stimulation was more than she had ever had to endure.

Higher and higher he pushed her, until she lost all control, bucking underneath him. Pleasure shot up and down her spine, making her feet curl and legs shake. Nash soon followed behind her, growling like an animal as he slammed himself as deeply into her as he could before unleashing.

He seemed to come buckets inside of her, riding her ass hard as he pumped his load inside. Pepper begged him for more, his desire overwhelming her until she at last collapsed onto the bed in a heap.

Afterward, Pepper lay there exhausted as Nash gently cleaned her up. He took a warm washcloth and bathed her well-used holes, giving her sweet kisses along her spine as he did so. Then he wrapped her up in a blanket and held her close to his chest.

"I love you," she murmured, feeling completely content to lie in his arms.

"I love you, too." He squeezed her. "Now, is there anything you wanted to do today? It is the first day of our honeymoon, after all."

Pepper thought about it for a moment before answering. "Can we just stay in bed all day? I like us being like this."

Nash laughed. "Of course. You can have anything you want, Princess. And to be honest, I'd rather spend all day naked with you as well. After all, I can think of several more things I'd like to try before the day is out."

Pepper giggled, her body already warming to the idea. This was going to be the best honeymoon ever.

Epilogue

Pepper kicked off her shoes and heaved a large sigh. "I'm home!"

"About time! I thought you were never coming," Nash said, walking out of the kitchen to greet her. "How's my little wife doing?"

He wore some loose pajama bottoms and absolutely no shirt. His stomach begged her to touch it, and she ran her fingers along his muscles greedily as he kissed her hello.

"Mmm, you look perfect," she murmured against his lips, smiling for the first time all day. "So sexy."

"So do you," he replied, flashing her a sexy grin. "I've got dinner on the stove, and Netflix ready to play your favorite show. Now, are you ready to leave the day behind and unwind?"

"Am I ever!"

It had been a long, tiring day at the office. Her new boss had been on a power trip all week, punishing everyone for even the slightest mistake. And his full fury had been directed at Pepper after she had somehow managed to knock over a filing cabinet.

She sure missed when Nash had been her boss, but now that they were married it hadn't seemed right for her to continue to be his secretary.

The drama of the day all forgotten now that she was home, though, next to the man she loved. The man she needed more than anything. Her Nash was the glue that kept her held together, and marriage had only solidified their bond.

"Since dinner will be in the oven for just a minute longer, I do have another way to help you relax," he offered with a grin.

"Better than Netflix?"

He bit his lip in that sexy way that made her knees weak. "Oh, much better. But you're not going to get it unless you beg for it."

Her core began to heat up. She knows exactly what he meant, and it already had her engines firing. And the fact that he was going to make her get on her knees and plead for it? God, that was even better.

She sunk down to the floor, kneeling before him. There was a time when she would have been embarrassed to do this, but by now they knew everything about each other. There was no secret or shame that could hold them apart.

"I need you to put my collar on me," she said throatily, putting her hands lightly on his thighs.

"Why is that?"

"Because I need you to help calm me down, in the way only you can." She gave him her biggest eyes. "Please, Daddy, make me come until I forget everything else."

He ran his hand through her hair, pleased with her. "And I'm the only one who can make you come?"

"Yes."

"Because you are mine?"

"Always yours, forever. You’re my Daddy."

"Then let's get you into the bedroom."

With that he lead her down the hall, ready to make her the happiest, most satisfied wife in the neighborhood - just like he did every night.

Also by Livia Lang

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Isaac Walters needs an heir, and he needs it soon. If he doesn’t fulfill the final provision of his grandfather’s will, he will lose out on millions. He just needs the right woman to put his child into.

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Livia was born in a dusty desert and still loves days so hot they melt your sneakers. She also loves men so hot they melt your panties.

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