Chapter 84. First Night

The day was finally over and the night we were long waiting for was finally here.

The house lacked the romanticism I’ve always fancied on the first night. There were no roses waiting for me, only a man eager to have a taste for me. He walked fast, taking quick strides to have a taste of me. He walked fast, taking quick strides to the master bedroom. I hurried after him. My dress gets stuck in the door, and I pull hard at it. He talked, facing me.

“Just take it off,” his voice is cold, with no concern.

“I…”

I wasn’t ready to go bare yet. He approached me, and unzipped the dress with ease, helping me out of it. I wrapped my arms around myself, wishing I had just worn panties and not a thong. He eyed me, before turning on his heel.

He was naked by the time I reached the room. I stared hard at him, amazed by his girth, wondering how he would ever fit. He scoffed but approached me. He undressed me quickly and I covered my private parts with my hands, blushin