such_a_bad_man
You know... That guy.
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Drew smiled as Lola insisted on one traditional thing tonight. When they got to the honeymoon suite in the hotel, he scooped her up and carried her over the threshold and set her gently on her feet. She always felt so light in his arms, but today, it was effortless to hold her. He kissed her before she slipped back.
“I am gonna go change into something a little slutty bridal for you. You get comfy open a bottle of champagne.”
Drew smiled, stealing one last kiss before his love strutted her sexy ass into the bedroom. Drew shed his tuxedo jacket and hung it on a chair in the large lounge. Walking over to the bar in the room he saw that the hotel staff was way ahead of them and had champagne on ice waiting for them. He undid his tie and started working to open the champagne bottle, but it was proving more troublesome than usual. He muttered under his breath as he struggled with it until he heard that voice.
“What do you think?”
Drew turned and saw his beloved standing in the sexiest outfit he'd seen her wearing, and that was saying something. As if on queue, the cork in the bottle popped, flying across the room as foam sprayed from the end.
"I think I made the right choice in marrying you..." He reiterated as he looked Lola up and down. The outfit showed off those amazing legs of hers and the fabric clung to her curves like a second skin. He groan in appreciation as he walked his eyes up and down her body.
"Champagne?" He offered as he poured two flutes for the two of them. Despite how foamy it was, he had learned years ago how to pour to keep a head from forming. He offered the golden liquid to his bride before holding up his own. "To the start of something amazing." He offered as a toast.
“I am gonna go change into something a little slutty bridal for you. You get comfy open a bottle of champagne.”
Drew smiled, stealing one last kiss before his love strutted her sexy ass into the bedroom. Drew shed his tuxedo jacket and hung it on a chair in the large lounge. Walking over to the bar in the room he saw that the hotel staff was way ahead of them and had champagne on ice waiting for them. He undid his tie and started working to open the champagne bottle, but it was proving more troublesome than usual. He muttered under his breath as he struggled with it until he heard that voice.
“What do you think?”
Drew turned and saw his beloved standing in the sexiest outfit he'd seen her wearing, and that was saying something. As if on queue, the cork in the bottle popped, flying across the room as foam sprayed from the end.
"I think I made the right choice in marrying you..." He reiterated as he looked Lola up and down. The outfit showed off those amazing legs of hers and the fabric clung to her curves like a second skin. He groan in appreciation as he walked his eyes up and down her body.
"Champagne?" He offered as he poured two flutes for the two of them. Despite how foamy it was, he had learned years ago how to pour to keep a head from forming. He offered the golden liquid to his bride before holding up his own. "To the start of something amazing." He offered as a toast.