Chapter The night of the wedding
POV Gianna:
“Alright ladies and gentlemen, please clear the dance floor for our father daughter dance.” The DJ says.
I make my way to the dance floor and meet my dad in the middle. “daddy” by Beyoncé comes on and my eyes start to glisten. My dad was the first man I ever loved. He taught me how to be a leader, he showed me what a good man should be and to never accept anything less. My dad showed me the love a man should give to a woman. My father has been extraordinary to me, I can proudly say with total conviction, that he is more than just being my father. He is my muse, my personal superhero, and my friend. The song is just about to end, and I see my mom bring Onyx to Rasheed. A smile tugs at my face, the song ends and “Stuntin’ like my daddy” by Birdman and lil Wayne comes on. Rasheed and Onyx joined us, and all the other fathers come on the dance floor with their kids.
The song ends and we are all making our way to our seats. The DJ will now have the mother son dance. They decided on “Dear mama” by Tupac. Rasheed and Luna Kay look so cute, my huge
husband dancing with his tiny mama is the funniest thing ever. I guess that is how everyone sees us when we are together.
The song ends and I can see the love Rasheed and Luna Kay have for each other, I just hope when Onyx gets older, he will love me as much as Rasheed loves Luna Kay.
We do the bouquet toss, which Sierra catches, and Rasheed is about to come and get the garter. A chair is set up on the dance floor and Rasheed walks me to it. Rasheed gets on his knees and brings my foot to his shoulder and starts kissing from my ankle to my thigh where my garter rests. He turns his head inhales and places a kiss on my throbbing core. I let out a moan and I can feel the vibration from Rasheed’s chuckles. He turns his head back to the garter, places a kiss right above the garter and the takes it in his mouth, slowly moving it down my leg.
“I can’t wait to taste you later; you smell so divine.” Rasheed mind links me.
My cheeks heat and Rasheed appears with the garter between his teeth. Everyone cheers, Rasheed switches out my garter with a new one, so my scent is not on it, he tosses it, and Trigger catches it.
Sierra and Trigger dance together and I can just see the awkwardness, I look at the DJ and mind link him and tell him to change it to a more upbeat song so we can all dance.
We danced and drank the night away. Rasheed was tipsy and Trigger had to help him to our room. Trigger got him to the bed and left.
“You’re so beautiful Gianna” Rasheed drunkenly smiles at me.
“Let’s get you out of these clothes and into some sleeping clothes.”
“How about you just leave me naked and suck on my popsicle.” Rasheed smirks.
I chuckle and remove his clothes, leaving him in just his boxers. I turn and unlace my dress I can feel his presence coming up behind me.
“I can’t wait any longer Gianna; I need to taste you now.” Rasheed says.
My dress hits the floor, and he sits me on the chair. He spreads my legs and starts kissing from my ankle to my inner thigh. I feel his hot breath on my core and my body erupts in goosebumps.
“Stop teasing me baby.”
Rasheed smirks and rips off my panties. He places a gentle kiss on my pulsating bud, before he can pull his head away, I close my thighs trapping him. I feel him laugh and I put my legs on his shoulders and release my hold on his head.
“Patience my Queen” Rasheed hums.
He pulls me to the edge of the chair and starts sucking on my little bud. He places one finger inside me and starts moving in and out. He moans and it sends a vibration through my body. I grab his hair and start grinding on his face.
“No let me, stop moving” he says.
I whimper wanting to complain, he inserts another finger and pumps inside me at a faster speed. I can feel my stomach start to tighten, I moan over and over again, and Rasheed picks up his pace. He inserts another finger and that pushes me over the edge. My mind blissfully blanks as my orgasm washes over me; Rasheed hungrily laps all up all my juices.
Desire is in thick in the air, and I slide off the chair, I take Rasheed to the couch and sit him down. I remove his boxers and his member stands at attention. I lick my lips and drop to my knees. I take him halfway into my mouth and place my hand on the portion that will not fit in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around his tip, and I hear him suck in his breath.
“Make that shit glisten baby and look me in my eyes” Rasheed hums.
We make eye contact and I bob my head up and down while stroking his member. I place my other hand on his balls and start caressing them. He starts pumping his hips and making me take more of him into my mouth. I sit back on my heels and lower the position of his member and take him all the way into my mouth. He hits the back of my throat and I pick up my pace of sucking, never removing my eyes from his.
“Damn just like that baby, you look so beautiful sucking my dick.” Rasheed moans.
I can feel him tightening and he tells me he is about to cum. I drink him up and smile at him as I remove him from my mouth. He smacks me on the ass and pushes me on the bed. He crawls up my body and rest his hips between my legs. His member is once again fully erect and is resting at the entrance of my sensitive pussy. He rubs the tip over my clitoris, and I buck my hips, greedily wanting him inside of me.
“You want me inside of you baby?” Rasheed coos into my ear.
“Mmhmm”
“Tell me what you want my Queen, what do you want me to do to you?” Rasheed asks.
“I want to feel you inside of me my King” desperation coming through in my voice.
“As you wish.” He smirks.
He plunges into me, and I gasp, my back arches off the bed and I grab onto his neck. He lifts my hips and puts a wedge pillow underneath my hips, he thrust into me, and the sensation is overwhelming. He pulls all the way out and plunges back into me several times, he shifts his hips each time he enters, and it is driving me crazy. I need him to pick up the pace, so I buck my hips and he smirks. He flips me over, never removing himself from me and starts picking up the pace. I meet his strokes and we both are moaning like crazy. He smacks my ass and speeds up and thrust into me harder. His nails dig into my hips and his strokes are getting sloppier. I can feel my stomach tightening, I arch my back and my orgasm hits me. I see white and feel like I am floating. I feel Rasheed pump a few more times and I feel his seed coat my insides. He collapses on me, and I roll on top of him.
We make love until the sun comes up and both of us are exhausted. My eye lids are heavy, I struggle to stay away. I feel Rasheed press a kiss to my temple.
“Sleep well my beautiful Queen” Rasheed purrs into my ear.
“You, too my King”
We both fell into a blissful sleep.