Page 36 of First Comes Marriage
“Well, considering what I do for a living, I feel very feminine knowing that underneath my coveralls and the baseball hat I wear to keep my hair out of the way, I have pretty panties and matching bras on,” I admit.
“Then that is all that matters. My nightgowns are silky,” she says, confiding in me, reaching over to pull something out of the dryer to fold it. “I wear comfortable flannel ones in the winter, but as soon as it gets warm out, I start wearing my pretty ones again. It doesn’t matter how old we get, if something makes usfeel good about ourselves, I say we need to keep it up, don’t you think?”
I mull over her words for a few minutes as we keep folding mine and Dex’s clothes. “You know, you’re right. I need to be sure we teach Anni and Arya that as well, because this world is harsh sometimes toward girls and I want them to have so much self-confidence in themselves that they’ll be able to stand up to bullies. I wasn’t able to do it, not until Mindy came along,” I confess.
“And Dex?” she slyly asks.
“Dex has given me the ability to soar,” I state. “He believes there’s nothing I can’t do if I put my mind to it and I’ve begun to believe he’s correct.”
“Of course, I am,” Dex says, walking into the room. “You’ve got so much talent and a willingness to share your knowledge, that it’s a good thing I just got off the phone with the superintendent because he agreed to our program, sweetheart!”
“Oh, my goodness! We’re going to be teaching kids skills that they can turn into a trade?” I squeal and jump into his arms, forgetting I’m holding one of my lacy bras.
“Our classes will act as credits toward an associate degree so by the time they graduate, they’ll be ready to take the state certification tests and get a job. The superintendent is going to use our classes as a model and see what other blue-collar jobs might be beneficial to add down the line. He’s also going to reach out to local businesses to see about setting up interviews for those old enough to work right now so they can get in some apprenticeship hours as well.”
“This is a good thing,” Abuela states, sounding proud of our accomplishment. “We must celebrate. Josephine!” she yells, “we have a cake to make. Maybe two if my mija wants her tres leches.”
“I always want your tres leches, Abuela,” I reply, grinning down at her since I’m in Dex’s arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. “But Nonna is with Mindy and the kids, remember?”
“Pssh, then she’ll be behind on making hers, but I’m going to start on mine at least,” Abuela retorts, before she winks at me from behind Dex’s back. The little matchmaker!
“It’s nap time, Jolie, come on,” Dex says as he slides me down his body. I can feel he’s rock hard and my core clenches in response. When he gives me a wink, Iknowthis nap is going to go differently than all the others and I’m here for it all!
“You two go, you’re in the way. Make me some great-grandchildren to spoil, Josephine and I aren’t getting any younger!” Abuela shouts. “We’ll have cake tomorrow instead.”
Alone in our bedroom, he shuts and locks the door, his gaze never leaving mine. “Come here, sweetheart,” he says, his voice low and raspy. As if they’re not my own, my feet carry me across the room until I find myself standing in front of him. I’m already heated from the inside out because he was Mister Touchy-Feely all the way up the stairs. At least the kids aren’t home right now; they’re all at various friends’ houses for the day, with sleepovers planned as well. We’re kid-free, he’s relatively healthy, and I’m beyond ready to take us to the next level.
After he kisses me senseless, I find myself minus a shirt as well as my bra, and he no longer has his shirt on. My hands rove over his chest, marveling that he’s managed to regain so much of his musculature in such a short time. I’m about to lean up to kiss the underside of his jaw when I find myself flying through the air, bouncing on the mattress several times which has me laughing hard.
“Dex! What are you doing?” I ask as he strips off the rest of his clothing then crawls up the bed.
Seeing his erection bobbing against his abdomen with every inch he moves forward has me panting with need. My underwear is soaked with my arousal and I’m not gonna lie, foreplay isn’t necessary since we’ve been dancing around this for some time now. When he reaches up and pulls my shorts and panties down then tosses them to the side, I wantonly splay my legs.
“Jesus, you’re soaked. Is this all for me?” he wolfishly asks, leaning in and swiping his tongue through my folds.
“Eek! Yes, honey,” I mumble, unable to think clearly since he has continued his oral assault on my pussy. When he slides a finger inside and slowly starts pumping it back and forth, I see stars as my core clenches in need.
“As much as I want to feel you come on my tongue, I need to be inside you more,” he grunts out, before moving up my body so the head of his cock is at my entrance.
“I’m okay with that,” I admit, grinning up at him. “There’s plenty of time for all the other stuff.”
“Other stuff,” he says before snickering. However, as soon as he notches the head of his cock at my entrance and slowly begins sliding his way inside of me, everything else fades away.
There’s nothing but the two of us as he makes love to me; his thrusts are steady and powerful, building me up to an orgasm that I’m positive will cause me to shatter into a million pieces, but I don’t care at all because he’s alternating kissing my lips, my collar bone, my breasts, laving each nipple until it’s rosy red and swollen.
“Dex,” I moan through a sigh. “Feels good, honey, please don’t stop.”
“Not gonna stop, Jolie, wrap your legs around my waist.”
I do as he says and he’s suddenly going deeper, hitting a spot that has me seeing stars. I can feel my pussy fluttering as I grab onto his shoulders to hold on for dear life. When my release hits, I let go, knowing he’s there to catch me when I finally come back to earth. Keening out his name, I’m soon joined by him bellowing mine and I feel his cock pulsing inside of me, filling me up with his cum.
Long moments pass as he slows his thrusts while we both ride out the most phenomenal thing that’s ever happened to me. Leaning up, I cup his face with my hands and kiss him, trying to convey the depths of my emotions. “I love you, Dex Armstrong, and I’m so very glad that you chose me to enter into a marriage of convenience. Our life is the best thing I’ve ever experienced, and I get to do it with you by my side.”
He kisses me back then says, “The best is yet to come, Jolie, I promise you that.”
Over and over that night, we reach for each other, eager to make up for lost time. He doesn’t chide me or appear to be upset that I’m such a novice when it comes to sex. Instead, I feel as though he would love to beat on his chest like a caveman because as hesaid during one of our breaks between making love, “He was the first and he would be the last.”
Neanderthal. But he’smyNeanderthal and I’m rather fond of him, so I’ll let him have this one and not tell him that the only reason I was still a virgin was because I didn’t date all that much. Still, at the end of the day, I’m kinda glad Ididwait because Dex checks off all the boxes I had in my head for what I’d wantifI ever got involved with someone.
