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Snake Eyes (Louis Tomlinson Fan Fic)


Louis POV

I made my way towards the room where I heard music coming from and slowed my pace as my nerves got the best of me. Knowing I had to man up and tell her how wrong I was scared me. What if she rejects me after I lay everything on the line? She’s still going to be my wife and I’ll have her regardless, but I want her to be with me because she wants me – not just because this marriage will keep her safe from her father’s enemy. I take a deep breath and peek into the doorway and I am bewitched watching her.

Loren changed the music from a hip hop tune that had been playing to classical music – not my favorite genre. In fact, I don’t like it at all. What I was so enthralled viewing was Loren tying on pointe ballet shoes. Her feet and ankles looked so delicate bound in the silky contraptions. I’ve never seen a proper ballet, but I’m not so ignorant that I didn’t know that’s what she was wearing. She took off her sweatpants and I got full view of her gorgeous legs. As she went on her toes, I stared with admiration as the muscles in her legs contracted and the definition was visible with each move. Eventually, my gaze went up and I examined her arms as they gracefully moved about.

Loren was definitely full of surprises. Who would imagine a girl with her starched up, nerdy appearance would be a financial whiz kid who was also an obviously classically trained ballerina and serious rock music enthusiast? In a short time, she has me constantly guessing who she really is and I admit am obsessed with figuring out the mystery of this girl.
She finishes the piece, breathing hard and covered in sweat. It only adds to how sexy I find her. When she turns her back away from me to turn off the music, I take the opportunity to sneak into the room quietly and walk up behind her praying the element of surprise will be on my side. I place both my hands around her biceps, my face in the crook of her neck, and give her a gentle kiss on the neck. Loren visibly tightens her body and does not respond to my touch.

“Don’t touch me,” she says in a quiet but deadly tone. I won’t be deterred by her anger.

“Loren, please-“ she cuts me off.

“Get out of here.” The calm in her voice is scaring me. If she was emotional, I’d feel more confident that I could persuade her, but she’s devoid of feeling and I don’t know what to do.

“Did Perrie tell you where I was?” She asks in the same tone and doesn’t even turn to look at me.

“No, I’ve been looking for you for nearly an hour and a half. At some point, I was bound to find you.” I was not going to throw Perrie under the bus. Right now, she’s the only one Loren seems to trust and I can’t jeopardize that.

“Hmmm,” is her only response and she tries to break free of my grasp but I keep an iron lock on her biceps and pull her against my front.

“Please give me a chance to explain and apologize baby,” I plead.

“Don’t call me baby and don’t waste your breath trying to bullshit me. I’ll never trust you and I’ll never believe you Louis.” She again tries to break free of me, but I can’t let her go. If I do, I will never have a chance of bringing her back to me.

“Have I lied to you yet?” I ask whispering in her ear hoping to melt her icy demeanor with no success.

“I’ve only known you for not quite two days. It doesn’t matter. All guys do are lie to me. I’m tired of being that girl who constantly is ridiculed and the butt of every guy’s joke.”Immediately, I realize that the girl before me, who I thought was so strong, has been deeply hurt before and I want to beat the hell out of any man who hurt her. At this point, I’ve had enough of her avoiding me. I spin her around using more force than probably necessary and force her to look at me.

“Stop avoiding me love. Talk to me.” Again, I plead. I must seem pathetic, but I’m getting desperate.

“There’s nothing to say Louis and stop with the terms of endearment.” Her eyes look dead when she speaks and my heart hurts.

“No, you’re wrong. There is a lot to say. I want to know who hurt you.” I demand.

“You for one! What are you going to do about the other? Fly back to England and beat him up?” The thought that there was a ‘him’ before me sends a pang of jealousy through me.

“Yes, I might just do that,” I say in a serious tone and I am rewarded with the smallest hint of a smile from Loren.

“It’s not worth it. He’s not worth it and I’m certainly not worth it.” Her face turns to stone again and I feel anger rise through my body.

“Don’t you ever say that!” I yell louder and harsher than intended and she flinches. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, but do not EVER say you aren’t worth it because you are to me.” I say sincerely.

“Stop with the pretty little lies. I don’t feel like playing this game with you.”

“I’m not lying and I’m not playing games! Please, let me explain myself. I promise nothing but the truth or you can send your father’s goons in here to beat the living hell out of me.”

“Why? So you can trick me like he did? You are all the same. Play with the poor little pathetic girl who no guy likes. Trick her into making you think you like her and care about her. Make her fall for you and then lower the boom on her. No thank you. I’ve been the victim of that cruel joke and I’m not falling for it again!” She violently struggles against me until I release her for fear she would actually get hurt if I continued to restrain her.

“Why can’t you just leave me alone? I never asked for any of this! I didn’t ask for you to be chained to me for life! I don’t want this! I can’t go through this again and you tormenting me every day! I’ll kill myself before I live that kind of life!” My heart breaks into a million pieces as I watch Loren dissolve into a heaving, sobbing ball on the floor. Who broke her so badly? I didn’t do this from one dumbly uttered word. How could I have hurt her in the same way? I have to find a way to bring her back to me and take this pain away from her.

It takes me a few moments to decide on a course of action. Finally, I decide to get on the floor next to Loren. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close to me. She bats at me, but I won’t release her. I am not going to give up on her.

“Shhhhh baby. It’s okay,” I say as I run my hand through her hair trying to calm her. Loren continues to cry loudly. It’s amazing to me that someone who has everything they could possible want could be hurt on so many levels - losing her mum and whatever cruelty she’s suffered at the hands of men. If I could take all this pain away from her, I’d do it in a second.

“No, it’s never okay, Lou,” she sobbed. She called me Lou. Loren is on her way back to me. I need to get her talking.

“Baby, tell me who hurt you so badly. Please. I want to make it go away,” I rock her and place a kiss on top of her head.

She doesn’t say anything for a minute, but I don’t press her. I can tell Loren is trying to stop crying by the deep breaths and little hiccups. Plus, she stopped fighting me and slowly settled back in my arms. I was content that we made this much progress and I wasn’t going to push too hard and mess up my progress. After, what feels like an eternity of silence, Loren speaks.

“His name was Shawn,” she says quietly.

“Did you go to school with him at Cambridge?” I ask. Her only response is a nod. She offers no additional information so I decide to press on. “Were you in love with him?” I had a sick feeling in my stomach as I awaited the answer.”

“No!” Loren spins around and looks at me like it was the most ridiculous question on earth.

“Good,” I say with a smile on my face. I’m glad she didn’t love the arse, whoever he is. She rolls her eyes and it makes me practically beam that she’s responding to me again.

“He and his friends decided to play a joke on me. I didn’t find it very funny.”

“Please tell me,” I urge her.

“Well, Shawn was the most attractive guy in our class at Cambridge.” Immediately, I was jealous and pissed off. I know it’s irrational, but I didn’t like that she found this other guy attractive. Maybe she thinks he’s more attractive than me. “All of the girls at uni had a crush on him and I suppose I am no different.” Now hearing she had a crush on him was pissing me off even more. “One day, he came up to me in the research library and asked me for help with a finance model he was working on for a course project and I was happy to help him.”

“So, he used you to get a good grade?” I asked.

“No, he was a good student. He didn’t need my help and I knew it from the beginning. I was flattered he knew my name and paid me any attention at all. None of the guys talked to me so when the most attractive one in the class talks to you, it makes you feel good.” I felt sick that she felt that unattractive. She really is lovely, she just needs to update her look, and once you get past you realize that she’s brilliant, witty, amazing, and has the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen. She speaks again snapping me out of my quickly turning impure thoughts.

“One day, he asked me if I wanted to go to a coffee shop with him. Of course, I agreed. We spent a few hours there talking and he ended up asking me out for that weekend. As nervous as I was, I accepted. It was going to be my first date and I was very excited. I actually attempted to go shopping and try to pull a half decent look together for the big night.” Anger coursed through my veins that she would want to look special for someone else.

“The night before the date, my best friend, Susie, came to my apartment banging the door half down. Her boyfriend, Brandon, was part of Shawn’s inner circle and found out what Shawn was really up to.” This guy was scheming against Loren? My stomach felt sick as to where this was going.

“What was he planning for you Loren?” I ask actually terrified to hear the answer. She took a shaky breath and spoke.

“He learned who my father was and his net worth. Shawn decided he could be set up for life if he-,” she couldn’t continue right away. I didn’t want to push her. Loren needed to decide if and when she could tell the whole story without my begging her. “Initially, he was going to try to get me in a compromising position and blackmail my father. Then, he came up with a better plan for himself. He. He. He-he was going to get me into bed as many times as it took to get me pregnant so he could get his hands on my money through the supposed child we would have together.”

When she finished the story, Loren collapsed back into me sobbing. I was furious. I want to find this asshole and beat him myself. Right now, I just wanted to kiss her and make it all better. Except that I couldn’t because I too had done something cruel and hurtful to her.

“Loren, how did you get out of that situation? Did he touch you?” He could have raped her to get what he wanted and I would hunt him down and neuter him if he laid a finger on her.

“No. No one has ever touched me except you,” she blushed when she said it and a wave of happiness rushed through me knowing I was the only one who’s every touched her anywhere. “Susie and Brandon went with me to confront him. When we got to his dorm room he was, uh, occupied with another girl…in bed. Brandon confronted him and forced him to confess. Shawn screamed horrible things at me. He made sure I knew how unattractive I was and that he was glad he didn’t have to go through with his plan because it sickened him to think of touching me. He thought I was the most pathetic, desperate creature on earth,” she says it so sadly. I realize that she’s still suffering from the hurt of that experience and I cannot contain my anger any longer.

“That asshole! What happened after? He didn’t bother you again, did he?” I half shout out of anger and fear for her safety.

“No. Matteo paid him a visit later that night. Shawn didn’t finish the semester because he was laid up in a hospital for a few weeks. Susie said that he transferred to the states the next semester and none of us heard or saw him again.” I pull Loren into me again and hug her tightly placing kisses on her head, cheek, neck, and shoulder, and she doesn’t fight me.

“I’m so sorry you went through that love. I’m even more sorry that I hurt you. But you need to know I meant what I asked you at the pool.” I blurt out

“I know you were joking Lou. I just didn’t find it funny. Not after what Shawn did to me.”

“No Loren, you’re wrong. When I asked you to give me a chance to make you fall in love with me, I really meant it. I swear on my life. I panicked when you stuttered and the look in your eyes said you were going to reject me. I’m not brave enough to handle rejection so I blurted that out to protect myself. I never meant to hurt you. If I’d have known you would have agreed, I’d never have done that.”

“Who said I was going to agree?” She looks seriously pissed off again.

“I saw it in your eyes when I screwed everything up.”

“You need glasses.”

“I wear contacts and I see perfectly clear. You want to give me a chance. I can tell you do.” I sass her trying to lighten this serious conversation.

“Get an updated prescription and a psychiatrist to treat your delusions.” It’s a good sign that she sasses me back. I might be melting the ice from her veins.

“Tell me you don’t find me attractive,” I demand looking her dead in the eyes.

“You look like a little toad,” she says with a smile.

“If you kiss a toad, he’ll turn into a prince,” I wink and lean in for a kiss, but instead she puts her hand to my lips and I pout.

“That’s a frog. Look Lou, I appreciate that you are going through with this wedding to protect me, but you don’t have to make yourself feel better by trying to make me think there is more to us than an arranged marriage. I’ll try to be a good wife to you, but please don’t hurt me by making me think you have feelings for me.” Her words cut me so deep that a team of world-class surgeons wouldn’t be able to save my pathetic life. I grab her face and force her to look at me.

“Listen to me. As crazy as this sounds, there is a reason why we are together beyond a bad roll of the dice. Something deep inside me is drawn to you in a way that I’ve never been attracted to anyone else – ever. I can’t explain it and I don’t even care to analyze it, but I want you. I need you and I’m not going to be without you. And, I refuse to let you think this isn’t real between us. I’m going to do everything to make you fall in love with me and prove to you I’m worthy of your love.”

At this point, we’ve talked enough. I needed to be with her and show her how beautiful and desirable I find her. Slowly, I lowered my face to hers and kissed her tenderly. Loren responded and her lips glided against mine in the most sensual fashion. I didn’t want to rush anything because she needed to feel for herself how much I wanted her. Hooking one arm under her knees and the other around her back, I lifted Loren up with me and into my arms without breaking the kiss. I carried her out of the room and into the hallway when she broke our kiss.

“Where are we going?” She asked sounding confused.

“Bed,” I stated.

“No,” Loren sounded slightly panicked, “I need a bath,” she pleaded.

“So do I,” I smiled at her and a new plan formulated in my mind. “To the bathroom it is,” I proclaimed as I carried her up the stairs.

“Are you going to carry me up all three flights of stairs?” She asked astonished.

“I can. You’re light as a feather. But, it depends.”

“Depends on what?” Loren looks bewildered.

“Depends on whether or not you forgive me,” I smile at her.

“Yes. I forgive you, but don’t ever do it again,” she scolds me.

“I promise love.”

One we reach the main floor, we pass my mum, sisters, Perrie, and the lads. Everyone is laughing at us. Niall makes cat call noises. Perrie gives me a thumbs up and a wink. Loren looks like she wants to die of embarrassment, but I could care less what anyone thinks. When we pass Sonja on the grand staircase, she has a big smile on her face and Loren looks like she wants to die. I give Sonja a polite nod and smile and carry on with my mission.
When we reach Loren’s bedroom suite door, I reach down to pull on the handle and then kick the door in. As soon as we get into the room, I kick the door closed with my foot, release Loren, and shove her up against it grinding myself into her powerfully.

“Oh God Lou,” Loren moans.

“Baby I want you so bad. I need to make you mine. Bathroom. Now.” I growl and Loren gets the cutest, most mischievous look on her face. She quickly wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in for a kiss that makes my toes tingle.

I reach down and grab the backs of her thighs, wrapping them around my waist, and I begin walking us to the bathroom. Once we reach the room, I find the doorway to the bathing room and I cannot contain my surprise at her ‘tub’ and I use the term loosely. It looks more like a fancy in-ground hot tub with jets and a layer of bubble bath ready.

“How is this tub ready?” I ask Loren a bit surprised.

“I programmed it to be ready a few minutes before you found me,” she says shyly.

“Programmed it?”

“Yeah. This is a smart house. We have apps to run all the building controls,” Loren sounds almost embarrassed at the extravagance of it.

“Thank God for technology,” I laugh and set Loren down when we reach the entrance of the tub. I look at her and I hope she can see in my eyes that I am asking permission for what I am about to do. I pull Loren in for a kiss and run my hands up and down her sides. She doesn’t tense at my touch and I am grateful. Slowly, I run my hands underneath her t-shirt lifting it up until it’s over her head and on the floor. I can’t resist looking at her standing there in her sports bra, bootie shorts, and those shoes that I need to do something about.

I crouch down on the floor and lift her right foot. Reaching behind her ankle, I untie the knotted silk ribbons and remove the pointe shoe and footie sock from her delicate foot. I repeat my actions on her left foot. Then, I come back eye level to her and pull her into another kiss. My tongue explores her mouth. Eventually, I pull away from the kiss and begin attacking her neck. When I reach her sweet spot, I sucked hard until she moans my name and continue the torture while I massage both her breasts. Loren arches her back so that she is pushing her chest as hard as she can against my hands and my arousal grows by the second.

When I can take it no longer, my lips travel down her collarbone to her chest. I pull the sports bra off Loren and harshly suck on her left nipple and nipping at the skin while I twist her right nipple between my thumb and index finger. Hearing Loren moan and feeling her grind into me as I pleasure pleases me to no end. When I release my mouth from her left breast to pay attention to the right one, she whimpers until I latch myself onto her again. My hands travel to the waistband of her booty shorts and slowly I slide them down until my arms are fully extended. Loren helps me by shimmying out of them and kicking them away from us. I remove my mouth from her body to step back and appreciate her naked form. Jesus, she is beautiful and all mine.

Loren reaches out with her hand and grabs the hem of my tank top. Quickly, she whips it over my head and I catch her checking out my shirtless body. I can’t help but smirk and she rolls her eyes. Loren takes a step closer to me and my breath hitches when she runs her finger inside the band of my shorts. I have never had such an explosive reaction to a girl’s touch before. She gives me a shy smile in response and I hope she continues with her actions. Loren kisses me and soon has both hands inside my shorts. One is pulling down my clothing and the other is brushing against my erection and I moan at the sensation I get from the contact with her.

Thankfully, I was shoeless so we are both completely naked, kissing and touching each other. I pull away, grab Loren’s hand, and walk her to the tub stairs and into the hot, bubble-filled water. Once we are both fully in the tub, I pull her against the wall to find a bench conveniently built into the tub wall. I sat down and pulled Loren onto my lap. I look up into her eyes, completely lost in emotion and speak from my heart.

“I will do anything to make you mine and prove how much I want you every day.”

Loren leans down and kisses me with so much feeling I get choked up. It is the singularly most passionate act I’ve ever experienced and it drives me wild. I grind into Loren and she gasps throwing her head back. Both of my hands slip under her arms to wrap my hands on top of her shoulders and I pull her down on top of me harder so I can grind against her with no separation between our bodies.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean Lou,” Loren says in a hushed tone.

“I’ve never meant anything more in my life,” I say and then kiss her again.
Loren wraps her arms around my neck and molds herself to my body. Her breasts pressed tightly against my chest feels heavenly. All I want right now is to get lost in her.

“Baby, you feel so good. I don’t know if I’m going to be able to wait until our wedding night to make love to you,” I mumble against Loren’s lips and moan into her mouth. When I open my eyes, I see Loren’s scandalized expression at my statement. She places her hand on my cheek and stares right into my soul.

“Lou, you don’t have to throw flowery words at me. If you want me, I’m yours.” Her lips meet mine again and electricity courses throughout my body. My body is aching with need for her.
“I want to wait until you really belong to me and I want to make it special for you,” I capture her mouth again and run my hands up and down her back. Loren grinds down on me and I gasp at how aggressive her action is and the amazing feeling of her rocking against my hardened member. “I want to run my mouth all over your body,” I exclaim without giving a thought that my words might frighten the virgin in front of me.

“Yes, please. I need you Lou. I want to feel you all over me.” Oh fuck that was sexy the way her voice was full of need and desire.

“God you are full of surprises,” I moan into Loren’s mouth.

In a stealth move, I stand and turn us so that Loren is pressed up against the tub wall. She moves her mouth to my neck and kisses her way down to my collarbone. Her inexperience and eagerness are refreshing and increase my yearning for her. Loren continues her journey down my chest and I gulp audibly when she tugs on my chest hair with her teeth. Shit. She is driving me fucking wild. Loren sits on the bench and takes my nipple in between her teeth a nibbles on it and I lose all self-control at the sensations she is coaxing from my body.

“Fuck you are driving me crazy,” I growl and Loren makes big innocent eyes at me. Reaching down I grab Loren by the waist and haul her up to sit on the edge of the tub while I jump up on the bench. I wrap my arms around her and then lay her down on the marble floor with her lower legs and feet dangling in the tub. Looking into her eyes for permission, they are hooded and glazed over and she looks incredibly sexy.

After a peck on the lips, I kiss down her jaw to her neck and suck and bite down on her sweet spot, which earns desperate moans from her. I kiss across her collarbone to her shoulder and down her arm to her hand where I kiss the pads of each of her fingers. Coming back to Loren’s eye level, I kiss her mouth again massaging my tongue against hers. Detaching my lips from hers, I repeat the process kissing down the other side of her neck, collarbone, shoulder, arm, and her hand and fingers.

Next, I attach my mouth to her right breast and Loren wraps one arm tightly around my back and the other with her hand twisted in my hair pulling me deeper into her chest. The only sounds in the room are the noise from the tub’s jets and the grunts and groans coming from Loren’s mouth. I make my way to Loren’s other breast. I feel her body tense and then she astonishes me by wrapping her legs around my waist hooking her feet together on my back and pulling me into her while she grinds up against me. My mind and body are torn between humping her and continuing my journey across the surface of her body.

In the end, my desire to pleasure her wins out. I begin sliding down further into the water and kissing my way down her torso. When I get to her hips, I kiss my way across her stomach and bite down on her hip bone, which makes her squeal. I grab her left leg and run my hands down it as my mouth follows their path all the way down to her toes. Then, I grab her right foot and work my way up her leg kissing and nibbling on her thigh.

I stop my attack on Loren’s body and wait for her to focus her attention on me. I am eye level with the edge of the tub between her leg admiring her in her full glory and she is a beautiful site. Loren looks at me and I can tell her nerves are battling with the desire she wants to give into. I look at her and spread her legs wide open and run my hand over her most private area. Loren’s eyes flicker with lust, her head rolls back onto the marble floor, and her back arches up. She’s laid out before me to take and I lower my mouth to her clit and tease her with my tongue.

“Oh my God Lou. Ohhhhh,” Loren exclaims and her response excites me.

I continue running the tip of my tongue against her clit driving her insane and enter her with one finger and press deeply into her. Loren bucks into my hand and mouth and I moan from the sensation I illicit from her. Pulling my finger out, I re-enter her with two fingers and plunge them deep into her until I hit her g-spot and Loren screams out in pleasure. I begin pumping my fingers into her as I suck on her clit and watch Loren twisting and arching in pleasure.
When I can’t take the waiting any longer, I remove my fingers from her and move my mouth to the place they previously occupied. I press my tongue as deep as I can inside Loren as my thumb massages her nub. I feel Loren’s body begin to tighten and I intensify my efforts. My elbows press against her inner thighs and spread Loren’s legs farther open for me, but it’s still not enough for me; I want more. My hands move to the top of her thighs and I spread her as wide open as I can and then my mouth lets loose on her licking, stroking, and biting at her core until Loren is screaming and reaches her orgasm. As much as I want to watch her cum, I don’t want to stop. I want her to ride the high as long as possible and I don’t give in until I feel her body go limp.

After I rung her out, I come up to eye level with her and wrap me arms around Loren and pull her back into the bath with me. I sit on the bench and put her across my lap. She rests her head in the crook of my neck and is clearly exhausted as she can’t move. I smile to myself knowing that it was me that put her in this state. After several minutes of silence, just holding Loren, she finally lifts her head and speaks with an adorable, shy smile on her face.

“I don’t know what to say after that,” Loren speaks honestly.

“Did you enjoy that love?” I ask and she hides her face in the crook of my neck and nods. I smile at how cute she acts when she’s embarrassed.

“That was amazing,” she says with a sigh against my neck.

“That’s only the beginning,” I respond and her head perks up with a look of disbelief on her face. “Don’t be embarrassed love. I’m the lucky guy who gets to teach you all about pleasure.” I kiss the top of her head and I feel her body relax back into my arms and I feel content.

“I just feel inadequate,” she mumbles into my collarbone and her words upset me. I place my fingers under her chin and tug upwards to force her to look at me. “Don’t ever say that again. There is nothing inadequate about you Lor. You are amazing,” I say in all seriousness hoping my words get through to her.

“But Lou, I don’t know how to pleasure you. I’m incompetent when it comes to anything sexual,” tears pool in her eyes and it hurts my heart that she thinks so little of herself.

“Love, you are far from incompetent. Do you know how refreshing it is to be with someone inexperienced? I’m the only one to touch you, to make you scream, and to make you climax. You don’t understand how much I value that about you. To know I will be the only one to ever have you like this excites me more than you know.” A lovely blush settles on her face along with a genuine smile. I can’t resist leaning in and kissing her.

Loren wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me deeper into the kiss. She shifts on my lap and the contact against my still hardened organ becomes painful and I groan. Loren realizes exactly what the problem is and turns a deeper shade of red.

“Oops,” she giggles.

“Very funny Lor,” I roll my eyes at her.

“What are we going to do about that?” Loren still is giggling and I’m surprised I haven’t shriveled up because a girl laughing at your erection is anything but inspiring.

“I don’t know love. It’s your fault so I think you should make it all better,” I challenge her with a raised eyebrow hoping that she will become more confident about touching me.

“Oh, ah. Well, this is awkward,” she says with an embarrassed laugh.

“What is so awkward about this?” She looks at me like I’m crazy and then buries her head in the crook of my neck again and I feel the heat radiating from her face. “Will you please look at me?” I try to pull her face up, but she fights me off.

“No! I’m too embarrassed and now I know what you what. And I just – I – I. Ughhhh.” Now, I can’t help but laugh at how flustered she is about this.

“Babe, you are way over thinking this. You need to learn to live in the moment and just do what your body is feeling.” She doesn’t respond to me and I am prepared to take care of business myself when I feel a shy touch over my swollen member which causes me to gasp and throw my head back. God, her touch is like someone being stranded in a desert for a week without any rations finally being handed a glass of water.

Loren doesn’t move from her hiding place in my neck, but she begins to move her hand more and I bask in the feel of her touch. By sheer touch, Loren elicits moans from me that I’ve only ever emitted from the most intense of orgasms. This girl figuratively has me in putty in her hands from a simple touch.

“Jesus Lor, you’re gonna kill me. Just please don’t stop,” I beg her. Finally, she raises her head and I’m surprised when I see a look of confidence on her face. Without warning, she kisses me harshly, shoving her tongue down my throat. Her aggression excites me and I grab her waist, lift her slightly, and force her down to straddle my lap.

Loren moans into my mouth and reaches down with her second hand. She is stroking me with both hands, grinding on me, and stroking her tongue into my mouth at the same rhythm her hands are working me over. I can barely breathe. I’m an absolute moaning mess grinding get more friction against her body luxuriating in her touch. It’s going to be nearly impossible for me to keep this wedding night promise because I want to sink into her so badly right now. Loren firmly squeezes my balls and shaft at the same time and I scream with pleasure into her mouth. She pulls away and looks at me.

“Are you okay Lou?” She breathlessly asks.

“Don’t fucking stop. I’m so close. Jesus, I want to be inside you right now.” I throw my head back, eyes closed. Loren redoubles her efforts and I am thrusting into her hand at a furious pace. She leans down and starts sucking on my sweet spot, biting down hard, and I lose it.
“Fuck Loren! Oh God yes baby!” I cry out as my body explodes and shatters into a million pieces from her touch. She doesn’t stop jerking me until my body has worked the orgasm out of my system and I sit there completely weak.

“Was that okay Lou?” Loren asks sheepishly.

“Fuck! Okay? Yeah, that was waaaaay more than okay Lor,” I manage a laugh and strongly emphasis the words ‘waaaaay’ and ‘okay’ and she smiles in response. “Sweet Jesus, I need a nap after that. You just wore me out.”

“But we need to get ready for the jeweler,” she says with a cute pout on her face. I muster the energy to give her a peck on the lips.

“Ugggh. Can we just lay down for 30 minutes? I’m beat,” I whine.

“I think we can manage that much time. Don’t you think everyone will be looking for us though?” She asks thoughtfully.

“Let them. They can find us naked in your bed. I don’t care,” I says as I rise and take her hand to bring us out of the tub.

“You’re bad,” Loren teases.

“You have no idea love,” I sass her with a smirk on my face. Wrapping a towel around her and then wrapping one around my waist, I pick her up and carry her into the bedroom. We snuggle, naked, together under the covers and I set the alarm on my phone for 30 minutes. It takes mere moments to fall asleep and thoughts of Loren put my body and mind at ease.


Well, I think it's safe to say they made up for now.

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