Listen to this articleWinifred gazed at her reflection, resplendent in a white wedding gown. The bodice hugged her curves, the full skirt cascading in graceful folds. Around her neck was a string of crystal pearls, a gift from her beloved.
A knock sounded at the door. Winifred opened it to find Jack, her gorgeous fiance, dressed in a tuxedo. His eyes raked appreciatively over her form.
“You look stunning,” Jack said, pulling her into his arms. Winifred sighed at his touch, desire igniting her body.
Jack claimed her lips in a passionate kiss. Winifred melted against him, moaning softly. His strong hands roamed over her back, urgent with need.
“The wedding…” Winifred breathed half-heartedly. Jack silenced her with another searing kiss.
“They can wait.”
Jack lifted Winifred into his arms, carrying her to the bed. He slowly unzipped her gown, lips following the path of exposed skin. Winifred cried out as he lavished her breasts with attention, white-hot pleasure coursing through her veins.
Jack shed his tuxedo hurriedly. Winifred pulled him down to her, craving the feel of his hard muscles on top of her soft body.
“I need you now,” Winifred pleaded. Jack parted her thighs, gazing into her eyes as he entered her in one smooth thrust. Winifred moaned loudly, clutching his shoulders.
They moved together passionately, caught up in the intensity of their union. The love they shared was pure and all-consuming, binding their souls as one.
Finally sated, they lay entwined in each other’s arms. Winifred smiled up at Jack, her heart overflowing with joy. This was a perfect moment she would cherish forever.
“Shall we go get married now, Mrs. Smith?” Jack teased, kissing the tip of her nose.
Winifred laughed. “Yes, Mr. Smith, I believe we have a wedding to attend!”
Hand in hand, they made their way to the chapel. Winifred had found her soulmate, the missing piece of her heart, and her dream of a perfect wedding had come true at last.
