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You are doubtful, you are on edge, and always on guard.\nOn a general note, let's not limit it to just Romantic Relationships alone. How about Friendship? Have you ever been betrayed by a friend? A friend you had so much trust in and you find out this person was more than your enemy and wouldn't blink to Divulge personal informations about you and even go ahead to slander your person. How did you feel? did you trust someone else after that encounter? I doubt that.\nI started my first relationship as a teenager, and it lasted 8 agonizing years. I shouldn't forget to mention that Grooming is an actual thing. So mention anything you think is wrong or abnormal in a relationship , you would find it in that 8 years I mention. I would leave that to your personal imaginations.\nI eventually left when the relationship became publicly violent and a restraining order had to be issued .\nThose 8 years were my learning ground, I saw all that needed to be seen and I took from there what I wanted for myself and what I dare not even imagine for myself .\nI've had 3 serious relationships all my life. The first lasted 8 years while the other two were 8 months and 5 months respectively. So let me answer those questions from the beginning.\nDo I have a short attention Span? Answer is No. I see what I don't want and I quickly move away because I understand what it feels like to linger in the wrong place.\nDo I date out of Pity? Still No. I am a lover girl to the deepest core. So when I fall in love, I become blind and dumb. I don't see the sides,I infact cover up flaws from the public eyes,from my own family,from loved ones and that's how I always get fucked up.it takes a serious red flag to bring back the floods of memories and all I hear is RUN!! and oboy would I RUN.\nDo I move on without feeling a thing? Nope!! I feel it all, the disappointment, the hurt, the heartbreak, I feel every bit of it all, if only my bedroom could talk. Lmao. But anything that makes me step out of my bedroom, the smile is back on , the vibe is complete, until the sun goes down and it's time to go back to my solace. I would rather cry alone than in the face of anyone at all.\nAm I being to Choosy and Picky? NO and YES. there is no reason at all to settle for just anything or anyone. what's the rush for? Calm down Open eye select abeg.One would ask,In Selection, should finances be considered? How about Age or Height, or even background? it's up to you at the end of the day. As for me, no short man for me because I'm already short,what would happen to the kids? Age is but a number🤷. Background is important too and let's not forget the place of Sense. Sense is importantER. I personally get irritated with unintellectual conversations, no tangible discussions, just plain Instagram and Twitter celebrity gist and arguments. Okay BYEEEE.\nHave I tried dating my Friend? No.. hmmm. Maybe that's the problem\nDo I get too attached? YES I give a 100% ,no holding back. but I equally know how to turn it off and detach, pretending that we never happened.\nFool my once, Shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me, but Fool me thrice? Then I'm the real fool, the real idiot (in bobrisky's voice)\nI enjoy my own company,500%. But when you stay away from heartbreaks, you are staying away from love because when you stop giving and loving like you did before you got hurt, you stop enjoying the most beautiful things in life. You stop living. 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Once in a while while we dance,he would slip his hand into my dress,cupping my breast and pinching the nipple hard sending chills all over me. I could use a chain saw to cut through the sexual tension tonight.When I could no longer take the teasing,I gave back same energy,gently unbuckling his belt,undoing the button,taking down the Zipper ,I dip my hand in,feeling for his manhood. I was met with manhood as hard as rock that couldn't wait to get out and get going. \nSpecial thanks to the dark VIP section of the club,I gently rub his hard on,going up and down,nothing serious,just basic hand job.i would occasionally bend over to roll my tongue over the tip of the already erected dick.The Tip,my favourite part of his manhood,Pink and full,Just like an oversized lollipop. I watch as his pupils dilate, his head falls backwards ,his lips slightly parts with a low moan escaping his throat. The alcohol wasn't even helping, we are most probably too drunk. He pulls me to himself kissing me with such hunger , such urgency , undescribable longing. His hands roam till one hand comes to my throat. I feel his fingers press gently , slightly cutting off my air flow. Pushing me backwards , looking into my eyes, into my soul, I know this move,it's a very familiar Loren move. The Alpha move, \"the I am still in control even when I have lost control move'' He spoke low ,almost a whisper \"Let's go home Please\".He releases me signaling for the bill. I adjust my dress,finger comb my hair and try to calm my body. My Estrogen, progesterone, and testosterone are skyrocketing, I want to get home fast.\nBills sorted,we make our way downstairs,Loren holding my hands and leading the way. We go first to my Car. After I have gotten settled in,he gives me a kiss instructing me to drive slowly and carefully. He jogs over to his. I see him pull up behind me before I drive out.\n The drive home calms me,the music is soothing,I sing along and move my body to the rhythm,every thought of sex leaving slowly,replacing itself with a very disturbing headache and tiredness.I yawn countlessly.I really need my bed.\nAs soon as I open my door,all I have in my head is to shower and sleep. Without waiting for Loren,I proceed to take a shower.Coming into the bedroom,I meet Loren leaning on the dresser ,still fully dressed,hands folded ,legs crossed.He has his weekend bag beside him . I ignore him as I get my nightie from my wardrobe. A little red dress made out of soft net,wearing it was like wearing nothing as it leaves nothing at all to the imagination, everything is  just out there. It had been a gift from Loren the last time we saw. I sleep naked on a usual but , a little teasing wouldn't hurt anyone would it?. I casually walk to the dresser to get my hair bonnet. Hair wrapped in and tucked nicely, I get under the duvet ready for my beauty sleep.\n\"What are you doing?\" He ask. I sit up innocently \"Trying to sleep of course, or what else is left to be done?\". He snorts and shakes his head  \"Don't fucking play with me Sarah, what am I supposed to do with myself while you sleep?\" I shrug \"I dunno, maybe take a cold shower and join me in bed?\" I shrug again \"I really just want to sleep Loren, I will make it up to you some other time\".\nHe starts to undress , giving me the stink eye but then , a girl needs her sleep, I lay under the duvet and in a few seconds heard the shower running. I sigh and drift off into Lala land.\nI dont know how long I had slept but I wake up to roaming hands and warm soft lips planting gentle kisses on my back. I lay there,not moving,wide awake but eyes closed,Let's just pretend I'm still sleeping and don't know what the hell Loren is doing.\nHe cups my breast ,his fingers teasing my nipples. I feel it tighten and go hard. Talk about being betrayed by your own body. He kisses the back of my neck as he traces invisible lines down my curves. This should be a criminal act, unconsenting touching , because just why would you pull me out of a dreamless sleep straight into pleasure. \"hey baby\" he shakes me gently turning me over as careful as he can to face him. I stretch and turn,pretending to be half asleep. I open my eyes half way,I see him smiling down at me,head in his hand ,his elbow supporting his body .\"I want a goodnight Kiss\" he looks very cute when he smiles that sheepish smile of his.I smile back. \" just a kiss and you will sleep yeah?\" he nods. I pull him in and just before our lips lock he says \" I might be a little aggressive\" and then we are kissing. Just a goodnight kiss I thought but then,he slips his tongue in, deepening the kiss,the urgency I felt at the club was back. He is fully on top of me now. I kiss him back matching the same urgency,all trace of sleep gone and forgotten. At this time,what I want is to feel this soft lips in intimate places  .I pull him closer slipping my hand behind his neck,my second hand on his face. I can taste his hunger ,I can taste the intensity of the moment that when he pulls away,we both know it is only the beginning.\nHis dark eyes beamed into my soul as if I was the only woman on earth. He reaches out to the other part of the bed searching for something while his eyes remains on me.I stare back searching his eyes. He brings his hand back and the next thing I know my arms are being yanked up over my head,one of his big hand holding tight . I yelp, startled. A red fluffy handcuff appearing in the other hand.\n\"what are you doing?\" I ask struggling to loosen his grip but he is fast,in a second both my wrist are in the fluffy handcuffs. \"where did that even come from?I don't like being tired Loren ,I feel like a prisoner\". He moves away from me ,standing at the foot of the bed,smiling satisfactorily. \" Pain and pleasure baby, punishments and consequences for actions\". He laughs,throwing his head backwards. \nI struggle,trying to sit up \" What the hell Loren, you want to flog me? When did we start this one na?\" My heart is racing ,this is new territory for me. \" Relax my lady,you know I would never hurt you,just keep your hands to yourself, oops... I mean keep your hands in the cuffs,allow me pleasure you \".He run his hands roughly down my body,tweaking each nipple and landing on my mound.Hot desire immediately pool in my belly.I clamp my thighs together and swing my legs to one side.\n\"Not a chance,\" he growl. He tickle between my thighs until i moan. As soon as i let my guard drop, he grabs my right ankle and walk it over to the post at the foot of the bed. Before i could comprehend it, I am spread-eagled and bound, exposed and nude. My breath come in quick spurts. My throat tightened. i want to say something in protest , i ought to say something! but the words refused to leave my mouth. It feels too daring, too forbidden, too exciting. i can't stand it. And yet i want to have it.\n\nLoren stands at the foot of the bed, hands folded. \"God, do you have any idea how sexy you look? I could come so hard right now just looking at you.\" His intense gaze sweeps my body. Hot tingles followed his eyes. Under his scrutiny, my nipples rose. My breath skip. My hips squirm.\n\n\"Do it,\" I say, my voice a tiny squeak. \"Go ahead and come.\" Maybe he'd let me be after that.\n\"I will, but First....\" he lowers his head to my nipples and surrounds one aching peak with his mouth. I cry out at the shocking, intense pleasure and arch against him as a jolt of pure adrenaline rockets through me. He suck deeply, taking nearly my whole breast into his mouth. He knead the other breast, squeezing the nipple almost to the edge of pain. Something shatters inside me, like brilliant waves  breaking on the rocks. Could it be an orgasm? Impossible. No one could orgasm through their nipples, could they?\nWhatever it is, it didn't even take the edge off my craving. When he lifts his head from my nipple, I stare at him with naked pleading. Sweat dripped down my face.how am I even sweating in an air conditioned room?\n\nHe cocks his head at me \" Want a break?\"\nI shake my head frantically. If he leaves me now, i might die. My body pulse with need. I'd never felt like this, so dependent on another person. On a man. It terrified me.\n\n\"What do you want? Tell me.\" he commands. Why is Loren doing this ? I stare blankly at him unsure of what my response should be. \"What do you want Sarah?\"\n \"Sex. I want to have sex.\" I say unsure .\n\nHe laughs and shakes his head. \"I guess that'll do for now.\"\n\nI didn't know what that meant, but soon after i didn't really care anymore, because he slids down my body and place his lips on my labia. Electric thrills ripple through me. I raise my hips in the air, either to press against his mouth or to flee from it, I wasn't sure. It didn't matter, because he is dictating. He grip my hips in his hands and held me still while he devour. Sharp cries burst from my mouth. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Nowhere to escape the fierce, unstoppable assault of his mouth.\nI want to cover myself, but when I tug at the bindings they dig deeper into my wrists and ankles. The flesh of my inner thighs shakes like leaves on a birch tree. My sex is slick with her arousal, impossible to hide. I imagine my lower lips thick, swollen, obscene. And yet Loren couldn't seem to get enough. He run his tongue along my folds, bringing my clit deep into his hot mouth. He suck and taste and prod until the faraway drumbeat thunder closer. I know I'd never be able to hold back.\n\"Come for me,\" he urge, lifting his head to spear me with his black gaze.\nI shake my head from side to side. I am  an under-the-covers girl, a lights-off girl, a keep-her-nightgown-on girl. How could I come spread open in front of him like this? Facedown was one thing, but this... This is not me. It just isn't.\nAnd then...it is. Loren thrust his fingers inside me, rubbing his wrist against my clit and driving me up and up into a wild world where it didn't matter how loud I shouted, how shamelessly I writhed, how hard I begged for more. And then there was more. There was Loren sheathing himself in my wide open body. Driving me up all over again with his implacable hardness. Then he free my ankles and shove my knees against my shoulders. How could I be even more exposed? Yet I am. Staring into my eyes, he thumb open my still-throbbing pussy and claimed all of me. I take him deep, so deep, to the deepest part of myself, where all the shadows lurked.My body arch back into his thrusting pubic bone.\nSo basic but so stunningly powerful is the power of sex,connected in body,in soul,in mind,in sync. \nThrust after pure heavenly thrust. The sharing of bodies. The equation of sheer genital delight. Loren shuts his eyes, breathing deeply. I shut my eyes too, aware of his presence not just deep inside my body but inside my mind too.\n He thrust repeatedly.planting kisses on my neck. \nLoren can’t contain himself; He has that orgasmic deeper guttural moan and I groan too as we come nearly together.I see sparks flying.My body jerk as I dig in fingers deep into his flesh. My whole body shakes and vibrates, subconsciously,I burst in tears.He stops , holding me tight ,calming me down,saying how much he loves me,how much he would never be able to stop being in love with me.\nI surrender to the feeling of being utterly possessed. A flash of dazzling light raced through me, an orgasm so deep, more of a detonation. An incineration. An end to everything I thought I knew about myself.\nAnd then there was nothing. just ragged breath\nWhen I recovered my senses, I found Loren staring at me with a worried look. \"Are you okay?\"\nI nod, then cleared my throat. I am curled up on my side. Loren sits on the edge of the bed, his hand stroking my hip. He looks as shaken as i feel. His body is damp with sweat. The whole room smells of sex and need and release. We'd gone too far, too deep, too fast. Panic swamp through me.\nI try a little laugh. \"Where did all that stuff come from?\"\n\nHe gives me a sharp look. \"What stuff?\"\n\n\"I mean, you know. The...tying up and everything. What is that called? Bondage? BDSM? Where'd you come up with all that?\" I answer.\n\nHe looks away. \"It's not about names or labels. It's about you and me. What we want,I don't know how long before you push me away finally,I just want to make the best of our time together.\" He looks my way.\n\nThere he goes again, talking about \"our situation \". I don't want to have this conversation.Its draining and not after what we just shared.  \"Right now I want a hot bath. Got that in your bag of tricks?\"\n\"No tricks, Sarah.\" Scowling, he brace himself over me, trapping me between his strong arms. \"Just the truth.\"  His intent expression makes me swallow hard.\n\n\"Don't try to blow me off again Sarah, I love you and you know it, You love me too, I feel it, I know it, can we uncomplicate things please? I wish things were different, I wish I met you first before her......\"\nI stand up and walk off. I am not having this conversation, such a kill joy!. I shower and go back to bed. The fatigue from the whole drama is enough to overwhelm me. \"You should shower and take your leave\" I tell him. He says nothing , just leaves the room. \nI watch him come out of the bathroom following his movements, he has a towel wrapped around his waist and a smaller one he is using to dry out his hair. I watch with keen interest taking in all the glory of a body well sculpted , well structured, well toned, a body too perfect . Each movement, each turn , seems calculated, premeditated,so flawless and yet so casual.\n\n He looks at me and smiles, revealing perfect dentation, I smile back weakly, I have no strength left in me as he has successfully worn me out. He stands by the bed side staring at me. I must look like a total mess considering the fact that I had allowed him guild me in the beautiful part of ecstasy, willingly following him every step , letting down my resolve and giving him the keys to my soul. He had taken those keys and skillfully loosen the wild beast I never even knew existed in me. It had felt so unreal, so soulful , I went crazy, my entire being shook , it was a journey, an explosion of pleasure, a rollercoaster of emotions and now I'm just drained.\nI roll over to the edge of the bed, he sits and plants a kiss on my forehead sending shiver down my spine bringing back memories from the past hour. \nToo bad this might be the last time we would ever see. Our relationship is too complicated. He is committed to someone else and yet give me all his time , make me feel loved and wanted. Gets jealous when I go on dates or take calls from guys.\n I will never understand how he manages to just know what to do, how to do it and when to do it. Loren , My Loren . Too good to be true, and most times, when it's too good to be true, best believe it aren't true . He loves me right,treats me the best, everything is perfect with Loren. This is my Karma , Punishment I was facing for only God knows what. This triangle has to break, it has to. He is only mine when he is with me but as soon as he walks out that door, he becomes ours. How do one deal with loving someone that you can't have? Leave her , he says he can't as he has given her his words , his word is his bond. Okay oga Bond leave me alone , he says he would die if he leaves. The hardest part about loving someone is watching the person you love,love someone else. \nSometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you're in love or you're partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.\nNot all toxic people are cruel and uncaring. 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      "body": "![PhotoGrid_1552130822361.jpg](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmVLtEBc8CRLRNc4sAFJHKdsbsodDFbuHS3Lnvyuz8atjb/PhotoGrid_1552130822361.jpg)\n\nDexter's Pov:\n\nThe nervousness that washes through you on your wedding day is out of this world.\nI've been standing here for at least 25 minutes, sweating profusely. What if she stands me up and doesn't show up probably waiting for this day to humiliate me for everything I've dragged her through?. I wipe my head for the umpteenth time in the last twenty five minutes.\n I called her earlier to assure her I'm a changed man, I can't believe I put her through those shit these past years and she's willing to take this Journey of forever with me. Talk about being one hell of a lucky man. A woman who is every man's dream, yet I acted like a fool, taking her feelings towards me for granted knowing somewhere that she loves me so much to always forgive all my shitty behaviors. I wipe my face. \nIt dawned on me that there's a very thin line between Love and Hate, both feelings are strong and very intoxicating. I shudder at the thought of almost missing this blessing of a woman when I messed up big time with that pregnancy, she almost freaking lost her womb and we aren't even sure right now if she's capable of carrying a child. I wipe my face. \nI had seen the hatred first hand that day I went back to Uyo to beg her to forgive me for being a jerk, she was like a raving mad woman, her eyes were dark with fury, I knew then and there that I had messed up big time with the most important thing in my life. She had stabbed me with a fork, I still have the scar to remind me to never ever get on the ugly side of the woman that would become my wife after today. I shudder again at the thoughts of her stabbing me. What if it wasn't fork but knife? Haa. But I'm here, I won her over, she gave me a chance, a chance to show her she means everything and more to me. I wipe my face again and snap out of my thinking spree as I hear the music start. She's here, I sigh, relieve wash through me, she didn't ditch me. Someone pats my back, my best man and best buddy Gabriel but we call him Tingo. I don't know why we call him that but he's just that. He has flown all the way from Ireland to stand by me on this day, I smile and he just hits my back repeatedly, assuring me that all is well.\nKate walks in first, Kate has been too much of an angel to Fidah and I, she looks good in her white dress, I can see Thornton looking at her with a proud smile on his face. Hurt her nigga and I will come for you, forget that u saved Fidah when I ditched her, Hurt Kate small, and I will put a scar on that pretty face of yours I think in my head. She smiles at me and stand opposite Tingo. I smile back, she's amazing like that but not as amazing as my Fidah, call me bias. \nOkay so this is where I tell you that I start shedding tears as soon as I see my wife to be standing at the entrance of the aisle, but that would be a freaking buhahah, yes my breath hitch at seeing her standing there in all of her glory and majesty, I feel like I should bow or something because she emitting so much power. She's looking straight at me.\nShe's like an open book, it's like I can see right through her thoughts and deepest fears. I can see how much this woman loves me, I can see how she has sacrificed so much for my big headed self. I smile.\nAs she closes the distance between us, there's this urge to sweep her off her feet right now and kiss her fears away , then show her right here that together won't be enough to make it up to her. It takes all the self control in me to just stand here and watch her approach me in her father's arms. When they get to the front, her father hands her over to the priest who in turn starts the ceremony without wasting time.\n\"we are gathered here today to witness..............\" \nI tune out of the whole thing, Fidah will not let me concentrate, she's too pretty to be real, could she be Mamiwater? Lol... Then I want to be Papi water. \nIt's a shame that I won't be able to remember my own wedding day, well thank God for technology, will watch it later, right now I just want to concentrate on the beauty in front of me. \nNow, the thing about my soon to be wife is that her beauty is inside out. She has an amazing spirit, a kind heart and a brilliant mind. Which is most important to me. Character. But then, God have blessed her with looks of an African goddess and I know our kids would be proud of calling her mum. Speaking of children, honeymoon starts tonight sha... I smile.. I have not been intimate with this goddess for almost a year now, and I'm proud to say I've been celibate. She won't let me touch her after that pregnancy incident and I really hope we can put that past behind us for good. I will make her pregnant ten times if she permits me,i don't mind having ten mini Fidah and Dexter running around. Scratch that, ten mini Fidah that must remain virgins till they are ninety . One of me is enough for this world. I can't have mini me going around treating girls like I treated Fidah. Shame. But then, I smirk, it would be nice to have someone to do guys stuffs with and talk girls. Okay one mini me and nine beautiful mini Fidah.\nI'm now holding Fidah's hands, I really dunno when I slip my hands into hers, she's smiling at me, my heart melts. \nSomeone nudges my side. Huh? Oh.... My wedding... Yea... We are at my wedding. \nObviously the priest had said something that neither Fidah nor I caught on. He's looking at us like he's expecting an answer. I clear my throat. \n\"I'm sorry I didn't get that sir\", he sighs. \n\"Patience son, be patient, u can have her all to yourself in less than an hour\". I can hear low chuckles around us. Was I that obvious? \n\"It's time to say your vows, DO you have yours or you want us to go with the conventional one?\" he asks again... Oh... Vows... Damn.. Why didn't I think of that, going with the conventional vow is lame seriously. I clear my throat again \"I have mine sir\" think Dexter think, you better don't ruin this. \n\"proceed\" he tells me. \nI squeeze her hands a little, looking straight at her. \n\" I Dexter Johnson take you Fidah Albert to be my lawfully wedded wife. You have made me a better version of my self. Eight years ago I could never have imagined I would be in this place. A place where I look into the eyes of my best friend and pledge to you my love. You are the sweetest, most loving, caring and kind person I have ever known, and I have no doubt that you make me a better man and father. You believe in me and have shown me how to love with unconditional acceptance and every day you reaffirm that you are my soul mate. Together we are an unbreakable pair, bound by our love. I'm not sure that a lifetime is long enough for me to return all that you have given me but I promise to spend my days by your side. To inspire you, laugh with you, cherish you, confirm you, share your dreams and grow with you. I believe in what we are and I will always love you with every beat of my heart. I pledge before these witnesses today my body, soul and heart to you. I take you to be my spouse, to have and to hold, in tears and in laughter, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward in this world and the next \"\n\nI hear sniffs around me, way to go Dexter, I mentally give myself a proud pat on the back, all I had to do was think of the mess my life would be without Fidah in it and the words just came out of me. I should be a speaker.\nFidah clears her throat, I know she's fighting back tears, she's my Fidah and she very emotional with things like this. \n\n\"I Fidah Albert take you Dexter Johnson to be my lawfully wedded husband\" she begins with a very shaky voice, she clears her throat and continues . \"I take you with all your faults and all your strengths, as I offer myself to you with all my faults and all my strengths. Before these witnesses I pledge to share my life openly with you, to speak the truth to you in love. I promise to show up everyday and try. I promise to honor and care for you, to cherish and encourage your own fulfilment as an individual through all the changes of our lives. I choose you as the person with whom I will spend my life. I choose you to be no other person than yourself, loving what I know of you and trusting who you will become. I will respect and honor you always and in all ways. I pledge my body, my soul and my heart to you. I take you Dexter Johnson to be my spouse, to have and to hold, in tears and in laughter, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward till death  makes us part \".\n\nIsn't this the part where they say you may kiss your bride? Because right now I want to kiss this woman right in front of me, she melts my heart, she turns my Stony heart to pudding. I launch forward to do just that when the priest say \" Not yet son, wait till you exchange your rings\" Arghhhhhhh. I'm mentally stamping my feet like a three year old..\n\n\"Do you Dexter Johnson take Fidah to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and to trust, in sickness and in health, in riches and in drought till death do you part?\" The priest asks\nI know what my answer is suppose to be but I find my self saying \"We just said that in our vows sir, I do and she does, we do, right baby? We do right?\" I ask Fidah and she nods her head, damn this process, let's put the ring in our fingers and get done with it, I want to kiss my wife... Arghhhhhhh. Do these people understand what sexual tention is?\nThe priest gives me a very disproving look\" I do\" I said and she slips in my ring. Perfect.\n\" Do you Fidah Albert take Dexter Johnson to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and to trust, in sickness and in health, in wealth and in drought till death do you part.?\n\" I do \" she says gracefully while I slip The ring into her delicate finger. \nThe priest sighs and declares \"You may now finally kiss the bride\"\nI waste no time in closing the distance between us crushing my lips on hers, I mentally remind myself that there are other people here to do the dirty. I must have lost myself in that kiss, people are cheering, pictures are being taken, I don't bloody care, leave me here forever, she's like jam to my bread, she compliments me too much.\nAfter I'm satisfied, I pull away. Fidah looks dazed and flushed, yea, Take that .. That's for depriving me for almost a year baby... No regret.\nShe brushes her thumb on my lips, I guess cleaning lipstick stains.... Leave it I almost tell her, lemme wear the identity, i just freaking kissed my wife people woohooooooo.\nWe sign the marriage register and I hug my wife when I hear \"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mr and Mrs Dexter Johnson\" \nShe's mine, Mine. \nIt's like a dream come through \nShe hugs me back tightly. \nI'm her First and Only All\nI'm her husband \nShe's my Wife\nShe's Mine \nWhen we pull away from each other, she has tears running down her cheeks, I know they re tears of joy.\nKate comes by and hugs us both. She's crying too. Congratulations are flying around. I'm a proud man people. I married a goddess. \nAfter what seems like forever taking pictures and receiving congratulations, I drag my wife.... Yea, get it? MY WIFE... Haaa... towards our car. Kate is waiting there for us. \nShe takes a look at My wife and says \"You look like a real life racoon with your tears stained face\" Fidah laughs and hits her playfully on her shoulder. \nI hug her from behind. \"If raccoons look like this Kate , men would gladly marry raccoons\" I kiss her earlobe , I kiss her neck, I turn her so she's facing me and kiss her eyes, her nose, her chin her forehead, virtually everywhere. \"Here's to forever baby\" I claim her lips, it just doesn't get old, I would never get tired of doing this. She's bread to my hungry soul, she's water to my dry throat and as human, I need her every fucking day.\n\"Get a room people\" Kate scoffs and walks away. \n\"Let's skip the reception and just go straight for our honeymoon\" I tell my wife.\nShe looks at me like I've gone Loco. \"Not happening\" she says going into the car.\nI smack her ass as she turns and she stiffens. Ass still soft like today's Agege bread. I've been dying to do that.\n\"You did not just smack my ass in public Dexter Johnson\" she states in total disbelieve. \nI shrug. \nA man got to do what a man got to do. \n\"I will be doing more than smacking your Ass later today Princess\"\nI get into the driver's seat. She's shooting me dagger looks, if looks could kill. \n\"What?\" I ask innocently \"You are my wife, you just pledged your body to me milady\" \nI turn the key, jerking the car to life. It's a freaking 2008 Lamborghini Gallardo , I spent millions on this. It's my second baby after Fidah. I step on the gas and drive us slowly out of the parking lot of the church. As soon as I'm on the high way, I look at my wife and tell her \"Trust me okay?\" she nods once. I tighten my hold on the steering, change gear like a godamn racer while I press the botton to bring the roof down before spending off into our forever.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n*Please vote this post and comment your thoughts in the comment section . \nThank you*😘",
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