Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 52

And looking in his blue dancing eyes she had no doubt that if they'd been alone, he'd have poured her another glass of bubbly, made her down it, swatted her ass, and bent her over the table right where the wedding cake was, to do any, and everything to her while she mewed in delight and he probably wouldn't give a fuck if the thousand dollar cake winded up splattered in the grass. The hell with the cake, his urgency would need to be satisfied and that mattered more to him than any single material possession. Assuaging his lust, and he was so manly he made her swoon! That was just the kind of lover she knew he was, and knew he'd been holding it back from her, didn't want to scare her, and now he knew she wanted it, and that was exactly the treat she was going to get all night long as his new wife! She was lucky to have married a man that wanted her so much sensually. She felt mated to Leif, the way mates selected each other in nature!

So, when the photographer posed them side-by-side, his hand on hers, for them to cut the wedding cake, she couldn't help her desire to tease him roguishly again, even though she'd brought it on herself by teasing him about holding his liquor.

And he was so handsome, and he smelled so good, and she loved it, loved the trouble, loved when she riled him up and her sexy man teased her, pinning her down and showing her who was boss. She knew he wouldn't get but so riled up during the wedding, but she delighted in thinking about how he would tease her later.

Leif put his hand lovingly over hers, ready to cut the cake. He delicately stroked her hand under his own.

"Your hand in my hand is so tiny and sweet. I swear lovely, even though I'm going to be after you often, and a little rougher sometimes, I will always protect you, not gonna hurt my baby, gonna make you feel joy, always, " he added dotingly, marveling at how tiny her hand was in his own when they cut the wedding cake.

His throat was husky. Just that fast, he'd pulled in another facet of their love, that deep emotional longing and the need to tenderly protect her. Damn she was so in love with this man. Their love was so broad and beautiful, there was sensual teasing when they sipped the champagne, and now there was loving reverence as they prepared to feed each other their wedding cake.

She started to tease him sensually but now that she looked at him lovingly, his hand dotingly, protectively covering her own, she got misty eyed.

"Oh Leify, baby I love you, I already feel so protected in your arms," she murmured with a voice full of satisfaction as his hand over hers, they gently cut into the cake.

Then she felt hands again in the small of her back.

"Put your hand over mine too, and you get a cut this time," he said with playful gruffness, forcing her hand to cover his own.

She understood the symbolism in her cutting the cake with her hands over his as well.

"Always gonna respect your right to be your own woman, have your own thoughts and beliefs," he added dotingly.

Another slice with her hand on top of his.

She beamed at him.

"Doesn't mean though that I won't want your protection and guidance," she added willingly putting her hand in his own, cutting another slice with his hand on top of hers.

"I accept the responsibility, of guiding and protecting you, willingly. Humbly," he added with a smile.

And now it was time to feed each other the cake.

Because Lynne had a silly sense of humor, and they had a multi-flavored layer cake, with chocolate and vanilla pieces, she quickly grabbed the chocolate one for Leif.

"Already know you like chocolate, no use pretending, everyone here knows your secret is out, and you can't get enough cocoa, or we wouldn't be married," she added with a husky chuckle.

He loved the flavor of her kisses above and below and sometimes he playfully teased her that he knew, he just knew black women had to be sweeter. That was just something private between them, a secret, tender fetish that got them off.

Leif chuckled roguishly.

"You should have gotten a butter pecan cake then, to make your case about the flavors your husband likes, that's the color you are, not chocolate," he added still chuckling.

Lynne's cheeks burned. He loved to playfully tease her for being somewhat pale, even though she was black.

She shoved the chocolate cake roughly between his mouth while his lips were open, chuckling.

"Hey wait, you little monster! I love your pretty buttery colored skin, I was just teasing you! Cut it out, you said we weren't gonna get our faces messy! Your little devil, got chocolate all over me!" said Leif with laugher, chocolate icing all around his mouth and his face.

"Oh, what, did I...did I get something on you? I certainly didn't mean too," said Lynne playfully running her fingers along his thin, shapely lips, and the corners of his lips which she'd gotten l ruined with chocolate cake icing.

She batted her eyes as though innocent

Everyone chuckled as she mashed the piece further into his mouth, making sure to twist it around good and get some on his cheek and chin as well.

Since they were all laughing, he stuck all three of her fingers clean into his mouth, sucking them hard licking the cake off and even playfully biting her fingers, shocking Lynne.

He didn't hurt her, but he sure did surprise her and she yelped and chuckled.

When the guests noticed him biting her fingers, everyone started to laugh!

She kept trying to get her fingers back but he wouldn't let her until the cake, and it's icing were sucked clean.

When it was time for him to feed her, Leif immediately reached for the vanilla.

"Since you like to tease about flavors...already know you like Vanilla too. And you're gonna get all honeymoon to taste it. And, I'm not a little shit like you are, not gonna get it on your face. Gonna feed you ilke the princess you are, you are my queen," he added dotingly.

He leaned forward and gently held the cake out to Lynne's lips. She shrieked with laughter, half expecting him to mash her face in it.

"I'm not gonna get you Lynney, even though you got me. You can trust me. Your face looks too damn pretty to muss up. I'll muss up your pretty skin later, in private, after you wash off all your makeup," he murmured dotingly his voice barely above a whisper tracing her lips with a gentle thumb.

Lynne couldn't help hoping that was a promise, her stomach got the butterflies. She didn't mind him getting his vanilla spunk all over her face! She loved it, because she loved him!

She looked at him with big startled eyes, she'd teased him and played with him and she'd made such a mess of his face, she was waiting for him to do the same with her.

"You can trust me now, come on sweetheart, I'll get you later. Don't wanna muss that pretty makeup. Eat so they can take a picture of how pretty you are. Always gonna feed and cherish you. Your husband loves you, go on and bite it," he added with a smile.

She took the cake delicately between her lips and he fed her like she was a princess, no jokes or surprises, and he was looking at her adoringly. And, after she was through, his fingers full of vanilla icing, he murmured huskily-

"Suck the icing off my fingers Lynney. I love when you do it, you love when you do it, it'll make a nice photo. Not ashamed of it. Love to comfort and pamper you," he murmured lovingly.

She closed her eyes and sucked the icing off his finger feeling like she was being allowed to sample the tastiest treat she'd ever gotten in her life, in public no less and he was not ashamed of her sucking his fingers or the joy it brought her.

When she was finished, he rained down a shower of kisses on her face while she chuckled in delight. Lynne saw them taking a ton of pictures and she knew they had some good photos during the cake cutting.

Everyone clapped and cheered. And Lynne, ever fussing over Leif cleaned his face off gently with a napkin making sure he didn't have any stray cake on his face. It was the least she could do, after he fed her so sweetly, she felt hopelessly guilty, even in a playful fashion, for ruining his face so much with the cake!

"See how she does me, you all can see, I feed her the cake sweetly even though she smears my face up, and some of you wonder why she's running through the house in front of me, screaming while I chase her little butt all around. It's because she's a big tease, and I tease her back! You got that on the record. Hope you all are filming this," said Leif to one of the camera men.

"Oh shut up Leif, you are the biggest tease of poor Lynne you just save your antics for private," shouted his mother.

"Yeah, you tell him Linda," shouted Lynne as they made their way back to the table.

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