Virgin Marriage by Alexa Riley

Chapter 6

Wyatt

Ibite my bottom lip to try and keep from smiling. She’s on her knees with what looks like a screwdriver in one hand and a flashlight in the other.

Leaning against the wall, I cross my arms over my chest and watch her work. She’s trying desperately to break into the locked garage, but I have no idea how she thinks this might work. She’s clever and inventive as hell, but for someone so small she’s like a bull in a china shop.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” I ask, and she squeals and almost falls over backwards.

I hold out the keys to the garage door and she glares at me.

“I figured you’d be home late.”

“Why would you think that?” I ask, pushing off the wall and stalking towards her.

“Because busy men work late.”

I reach down and grab her by the waist and pick her up off the ground. I pull her against me and lean down so my lips are close to hers.

“The men who have been too busy for you aren’t a group that you should toss me into.” I brush my lips softly against hers. Just as quickly as I do it, I turn the key in the lock and the door behind her opens. “There, now stop trying to break things.”

Her cheeks are flushed as she pushes against my chest. “I wouldn’t break things if you wouldn’t lock them. I thought this was supposed to be my house, too.”

She raises an eyebrow in challenge and I laugh. God, it feels good to be next to her.

“It is, but you're clearly trying to escape it. I’ve got to keep you here somehow.” She rolls her eyes, but I see the edge of her lips fighting a smile. “Go ahead and have a look.”

I turn on the lights as she walks into the garage. Five long rows of cars light up, and when the last one comes on I hear her gasp. In here are rows of expensive cars that cost more than some people make in a lifetime, but the one at the end probably isn’t worth a hundred dollars on paper.

“Wyatt Carmichael, do not tell me that’s your old truck.”

I laugh and nod when she turns around for confirmation.

“I can’t believe you kept it,” she says, running down to it. I follow after her as my chest heats up.

“You got naked in that truck. It’s not like I could ever sell it.” She glares at me over her shoulder, but I shrug.

“Marshall Evans spilled that drink on purpose,” she says while she opens the door of the cab.

“I paid him fifty bucks to do it.”

“You did what?” she snaps, and I lean in close to her.

“I would have paid a hundred.” I wink at her and I can almost see steam coming out of her ears.

It was the winter formal during our junior year and I didn’t have money for a tux. Aiden loaned me an old suit of his and it was nicer than anything I owned. Still, when I got there in my old beat-up Ford I couldn’t go in. I felt dirty and cheap compared to everyone else and I convinced myself that night that I wasn’t good enough. I sat in the parking lot for over an hour before I saw Savannah pull up. She was with some other girls from the swim team, which I was relieved about, until I saw her dress. It was baby blue and silk and so sheer you could see right through it. The second I saw her I knew I couldn’t let anyone else see her like that, so when Marshall passed by my truck with his date I took the chance.

I called out to Savannah and just when she had her eyes on me Marshall came in and did the deed. Lucky for Savannah I was right there and let her change into my clothes I had stashed in my truck while I stood outside. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t take a peek.

“You were always such an asshole,” she says while she hops up in the truck.

“Never said I wasn’t.” I move in and stand there as she sits in the driver's seat.

“I remember riding in the back of this on the way to Aiden’s lake house. Do you remember that weekend?”

“I remember that pink bikini,” I say, licking my lips.

“I remember it going missing after the first time I wore it,” she says and narrows her eyes on me.

“It was too goddamn small.” I step closer to her and turn her so that while she’s still sitting in the driver's seat, I’m standing between her legs.

“And the time you used your truck to pull the trailer for homecoming?” She raises an eyebrow. “I couldn’t find my coat and had to sit here in the cab with you for the whole parade.”

“That coat never fit right to begin with.” I slide my hands up her thighs and then around to her ass. I pull her closer to me and press my cock between her legs.

“I had so many dirty fantasies about you and this truck,” she whispers as I lean in.

“And you wonder why I never got rid of it.”

I saved up every penny I could my sophomore year of high school. I found a deal in the paper and bought the truck that was already well beyond its years. I was able to salvage some parts from a local junk yard and learned how to fix what I could on my own. I knew it wouldn’t compare to anything that was in the parking lot of the school, but to me it was freedom. And one step closer to Savannah. The first time she saw it I expected her to turn her nose up at it, but I should have known better. Some people might have thought she was a bitch, but she was never cruel. She smiled when she saw it and then told me she’d never ridden in a truck before. She and Aiden hopped in the cab and I took them around the block. She said she liked how it bounced and I just nodded as I tried to contrate on driving and not on the way her tits moved with each bump.

“Will you take me for a ride in it?” Her emerald green eyes stare up at me and there’s nothing on this earth I wouldn’t give her.

“There isn’t anything you can’t have,” I say just before I press my lips to hers.

My hands grip her ass and she digs her fingers into my shirt. Her lips part and I waste no time slipping my tongue inside. Just like on her wedding day, the scent of roses surrounds me and I’m holding her tighter. I should have taken her that day and made her mine, but she’s here in my arms now and I’m never letting her go.

She tastes sweet like candy and melts into me. When she lets out a moan I decide that I’m done controlling myself. For years I’ve held back what I wanted and now that’s she’s mine I’m not going to apologize for what I want.

“Lie back,” I demand, yanking her ass to the edge of the seat and shoving up her dress.

She catches her breath, puts her hands behind her and leans against them. I spread her legs wide as I kneel down and yank her panties to the side roughly. I’ve waited too goddamn long for this pussy and I’m pissed off about it.

“Wyatt!” she cries out when my mouth covers her pussy and I shove my tongue inside her.

This won’t be gentle and delicate, at least not at first, because I’m too fucking desperate to have her.

“Years, Savannah. Fucking years you’ve been teasing me with this.” I bury my face between her legs and lick up her treat. She’s even sweeter here where it’s concentrated and I can’t get close enough. “All those skimpy bathing suits and the way you’d come in my office wearing those low-cut dresses.”

“Oh god.” Her breathing is fast now as she moves her hips against my lips.

“You’re a fucking tease with how you’d bend over.” I lick and suck her clit as my fingers dig into her hips. “You knew exactly what you were doing.”

“Yes!” she cries out when I push two fingers inside her tight little pussy.

“All this time you knew what I would have done to have you.” I suck her clit, moving my fingers in and out of her. “You were just pushing me until you got what you wanted.”

“Don’t stop, Wyatt!”

“It’s too late for that, princess,” I say just as I rub her sweet spot inside and she explodes.

She cries out my name and I keep rubbing and sucking while she gets off. She tastes too fucking good and I can’t stop even long after she’s come down from her peak. I’m still just as hungry for her as I was before, and eating her pussy won’t satisfy the beast inside me.

I stand up and see she’s fallen all the way back on the bench seat. Her pussy is so pretty and pink as I pull my fingers from her and lick them clean.

“I’m not finished with you yet,” I say, yanking at my belt and undoing my pants. “You’re in this for a penny, you’re in it for a pound.”

Her eyes widen when I pull my cock out and the hard length springs out between us.

“I’m not on the pill,” she says while I rub my cock against her puffy pink folds.

“You think I don’t know that?” I push the tip of my cock inside her. “You think there is one thing about you I don’t know already?”

She bites her lip and I push a little more into her.

“I fucking love you, Savannah.” Her eyes widen and I nod. “I’ve loved you my entire goddamn life because it didn’t start until the day I laid eyes on you.”

“Wyatt.” Her breath catches as I push past her virginity and all the way inside her.

“You’ve always been mine, princess. I’ve just been waiting for my shot.”

I pull her into my arms so that I can kiss her lips as I slide in and out of her slowly. Her tight heat wraps around me and it’s all I can do to breathe through it and not cum. I take my time kissing her, and when I feel her relax I speed up.

“I dreamed about losing my virginity to you in this truck,” I say, and I can feel her smile against my lips. “I thought it would happen about a decade ago, but that doesn’t matter though. You’re worth the wait.” She pulls back and her eyes are wide with shock. “You were it for me, then and now.”

She doesn’t say anything and doesn’t tell me she loves me, but she doesn’t have to. I know this is a lot all at once and I’m happy to just make love to her. She’ll get there on her own eventually and I’ll be here waiting when she does.

I push her dress off her shoulders and pull it down so I can see her in her bra. I trace my finger along the edge of the cups as I kiss my way down until my mouth finds her nipple. I suck on it though the silky material until she’s crying out and rocking her hips against me. It’s hot and fast, but that’s just how we’ve always been and I hope it never changes.

She grabs my hair as her pussy tightens and she calls out my name. I can feel her legs tense and her back arch when her orgasm hits her. Her body glows as her climax rolls over her and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life. I wasn’t lying when I said I was a virgin and she was worth the wait. I knew who I wanted my wife to be then and nothing’s changed since.

I hold her close as I thrust one last time inside her and feel my own climax hit. My orgasm hits me in waves and it’s so strong that I can hardly keep my legs from buckling. I grip the steering wheel to keep from falling over and I have to gulp in air. I’ve never cum so hard in my life and I feel dizzy afterwards.

She giggles and I look up to realize I’ve completely mauled her and then landed on top of her small body.

“Sorry,” I mumble, kissing her lips softly, and she smiles at me.

“Don’t be,” she says as she wraps her legs around me and wiggles her hips.

“Want another ride?” I ask, and she bites her lip before she nods.