《Last Girl》Chapter 18 (Mature)
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Dousing my body in a deep rose-scented cleansing lotion, I let the sods cascade downwards on my body. I release a sharp breath when I carelessly burn myself with the hot water.
It's really happening today...
It was hard to focus on anything other than my impending wedding ceremony. To think that by the time I leave this chapel I will be a married woman.
Twisting and rinsing the water out of my hair, I step out of the shower and wrap a fluffy towel around my body.
Part of me always dreamt of having a big fancy wedding. I'd have a gorgeous white flowing dress; my bridesmaids would be clothed in pastels and my fiancée would be waiting at the end of the aisle ready to embrace me.
But the reality was a bit more unconventional. The chapel was barely big enough to occupy no more than at least seven people. The decor itself was also tacky with a harsh pink accent.
On top of that, I wouldn't be wearing my dream wedding dress. My only options were a dainty mini dress or a tulle lace wedding dress. I decided to go with the lather as it was the closest in resembling my original vision.
After drying my hair and dressing myself up, I gently put on my veil. Taking one last look at myself in the long dressing room mirror, I smiled excitedly before leaving.
Standing before the main doors, I nervously clutched onto my bouquet of peonies. Any second now I would be walking myself down the aisle. I wasn't sad about doing it alone. But maybe a part of me was a little too proud to admit that I was secretly disappointed that my Father wouldn't be accompanying me on my special day.
On cue, the music started to play. Getting out all my jitters with a light cough, I open the doors and proceeded to walk down the aisle. Maybe my dream didn't come true word for word. But I had at least one of the things I'd always envisioned. The perfect man waiting for me at the end of the aisle.
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I was completely taken with and mesmerized by Haruto. There was something so dashing about seeing him all dressed up. I wanted to joke about how he should clean himself up like this more often, but I decided against it. I better not spoil the magical moment. So instead, I found myself focused on his eyes as the priest was talking.
Heh. I'm glad that the entire ceremony wasn't completely tacky. I was worried that the priest was going to be some kind of Elvis impersonator.
...
Do inwardly thoughts count as ruining the moment? Nah, I doubt it.
Ignoring the priest's words, I kept to myself in my airtight bubble. I completely spaced out. It wasn't until I heard the loud sound of violent coughing that I was suddenly brought back to reality. Heh, I guess that's my cue...
"Oh. I do!"
"By the power vested in me. I now pronounce you man and wife. You may now kiss the bride."
Haruto didn't hesitate for a second when he suavely pulled me into his arms with a graceful spin. As we completely immersed ourselves in the romantic display of cherry blossom petals falling down on us, we locked lips and pulled in closer to one another.
Our kiss was quite literally breathtaking. I felt myself gasp for air as Haruto sucked up all of my essence. Eventually, Haruto parted away from my lips while panting. I could tell he wasn't satisfied just yet. He was still famished. He wanted something or I should say, to quench this primal thirst of his.
"Let's consummate the marriage one last time, just to be sure."
Trailing a finger across my lips devilishly, I smirk at Haruto's forwardness. "So, you want to go for round two? I guess I'm just that incredible."
"The best."
Haruto picked me up once more in a bridal carry. I happily nuzzled in closer to him as I rewarded him with a quick peck to the cheek. As he whisked me away, I took one last glance back at the priest who stood there openly flabbergasted by our public display of affection. I suppose we are a bit forward huh.
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Haruto slammed the dressing room open, and we made our way over to the cushiony stool in the centre of the room. Not taking our lips off of each other for a second, I slowly sidestepped behind him. Finally breaking the kiss off, I proceed to teasingly trail my fingers down his chest.
"No teasing!" Haruto quickly threw his blazer off.
Shoving a finger directly in front of him from behind, I interject cockily. "Ah, ah, ah! It's my turn to take control. I'll tease you all I want!"
Feeling Haruto give into my demands, I continue on with my provocative behaviour by licking his neck and roaming my free hand over the soft creases of his shirt teasingly.
I didn't expect to experience a counterattack so soon though. The finger I had pointing at Haruto ever so casually, was brought inside to the caverns of his mouth as he swirled his tongue around it. I felt myself jitter, as Haruto started toying with me by sucking on it and releasing loud and audible pop sounds.
"Oh no, no, no! You're not going to flip the switch on me that easily!" I made my way to his front as I coiled myself around his body to sit on his lap.
I quickly started to unbutton his shirt, not giving him an ounce of satisfaction to tease me.
"If you wanted to get straight to it, all you had to do was ask."
Haruto cheekily slid down my panties and dropped them to the side. He had already quickly reverted back to his impatient behaviour like before, he didn't even wait until we both properly undressed. Instead, he quickly unzipped his pants and hoisted my dress up before plunging his hot rod deep inside of me.
"HIEEE!" I squeal exasperatedly.
My body still wasn't entirely accustomed to Haruto's form. In response to his sudden entrance, my back started to convulse as I felt myself desperately suck in the air.
"Breathe, Aiko."
Looking to Haruto lazily, I let out an exhale.
Haruto puts his thumb inside my mouth and stroked my open lower lip contentedly. "Good girl."
He doesn't waste any more time in bouncing his hips as he proceeds to attack me from within. I try to control myself as I hold back on biting down on his thumb. Haruto takes great pleasure in seeing what kind of effect his body has on mine.
He tilts my head slightly back as he opens my jaw wider. "Come on. Hah... Say my name." He commands triumphantly.
Being a prisoner to my own pleasure I comply with all of his commands and let my moans leak out. "Ha... Har... HARUTO!"
Smiling to himself Haruto picks up the pace. "Who do you belong to?"
"Hah... HARUTO!" I squeal in delight.
Haruto admits a small laugh and delves a hand into my locks and pull me in closer. He captures the rest of my moaning with his lips as he hungrily explores my mouth.
"That's right. You belong to me!"
Feeling myself calm down a bit, I steal the reign as I push myself forward almost toppling down on him. I start to move my hips forward on my own and straddle him to my heart's content.
"I'm... I'm gonna-"
"We have reason to believe that Aiko Uchida might be here on the premise."
WAH!
I fall backwards off of Haruto in surprise. I didn't recognize the voices but based on the authoritative tone I could already guess that they were probably the police.
Hearing footsteps close in on us; I adjust my appearance as I brace myself for the impending intrusion through the door. When the time came, a scene would unfold that I could never possibly imagine.
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