Always You

Dalton and I are going to Hawaii for a honeymoon and Carl and Amara are going to Paris. It's her dream honeymoon destination and she convinced him to go there. I'm not complaining as I don't think I'll be able to see him acting lovey-dovey with her in front of me.I came out of my wedding dress, leaving me only in my undies. I wore Snap-Button Rib Knit Bodycon Midi Dress and paired it with silver heels.For makeup, I applied nude eye shadow, concealer, highlighter, eyeliner, and nude lipstick.I went outside to my waiting husband. Husband. It's a weird feeling that I have married my best friend. Dalton is closer to me than anyone else. We don't keep secrets between us. He knows I'm in love with his brother and he wouldn't have married me and would have persuaded me to not give on love but I convinced him to marry me. I didn't tell him that my sister loves Carl.Dalton looked up from his phone when I entered the living room. I looked around as I didn't hav

Memories.They bring happiness.They make you sad.They make you cry.The person who makes the memories are the person who sometimes becomes a memory.Memories are special that's why we all cherish them.But I'm erasing the memories who are deeply embedded in my mind. I burned every picture, every letter, every gift that reminds me of Carl.I didn't leave any trace of him in my home. It's a start for me. Start for us.I decorated the house with candles and prepared Dalton's favorite dish, Pasta Bolognese.Before Dalton comes home I've to get everything ready. I haven't set the table yet so I'll do it first before changing.After decorations, the table looks a lot romantic. It's looking perfect with some candles, rose petals, and some red roses in the vase.I want to look sexy yet elegant so I wore Dark red Burgundy cut-out velvet dress. It reaches mid-thighs and enhances my figure.For makeup, I choo

I'm literally panting with need. He trailing open mouth kisses on my neck, shoulders, chest but not giving me what I want.I know what I have to do to get what I really want. No. What I really need, so I did exactly what he wanted me to do."Please Dalton", I begged."Please what?", he asked even though he knows what I'm asking."Please fuck me. Make me yours. Please", I begged again.Dalton entered me in one hard thrust which made me gasp for air."Fuck", I cursed. He is big. He fits inside me like god has manufactured him especially for me.He waited for me to get used to his size before thrusting in and out of me at a slow pace.There's nothing tender about this sex. It was raw and animalistic.He started thrusting so hard and deep inside of me that I'm seeing star behind my eyelids. Literally.The slapping of our body together, my moans, and his grunts are the sound echoing in the room.Moonlight is shi

Being back to work feels really satisfactory, especially when you're the boss. Feels good being in control even if it's only on work. My whole life, I've let someone control me but now I feel free. I didn't know I feel suffocated with Carl until Dalton. He is controlling but he gives me choices. Carl always had been controlling and he didn't give choices.Walking down my memory lane I found I've been a fool my whole life. I feel regret that I've wasted my teenage years.My mind started running a thousand miles per second, showing me the image of my teenage years like a movie. I can see everything flashing in front of my eyes. Carl never loved me, he just claimed he did and like a fool, I always believed him. Carl and I haven't been on a single date, no we just sneaked around and fucked. We didn't do anything a normal couple would do.Whenever I was upset or sick Carl was never there for me, it was always Dalton. I feel sick now that I've never noticed it before.

Amy and I have decided to go out for drinks after work so I had called and informed Dalton that we're going to a restaurant bar and he said "okay and be safe".Today I'm wearing high waist jeans, shirt, and heels. My dress is appropriate for both work and casual so I don't need to change before going but I can't say the same about Amy.Two hours.Two freaking hours.She took too fucking freaking hours to get ready. I don't understand... why she's trying to get all dressed up?... I mean she is already so beautiful as it is and she has to doll up even more. It's not my place to say anything so I tried to suck it up and don't say anything. Keyword- " tried" meaning I didn't succeed in shutting up my mouth."Seriously Amy do you have to...to do all of that?", I asked, gesturing towards her short red dress. So short that if she would bend over, others will see her asset. She glared at me through the mirror."Bitch please I just want to feel sexy.