Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 54

"You're welcome dad. We're glad that you love us enough to want to help us out so that we aren't pinched. And if we need anything, we'll come to you, and we want that feeling to be mutual," said Leif.

"Can I say something?" asked Lynne.

"Of course you can Lynney! This family wants you to speak your mind, even if I forgot that for a second and you had to remind me," said Leif.

"I just wanna say that I love being a part of such a loving family. It's one thing when everyone agrees about every little thing. So far, I'd only see the Peterson family in agreement mode. But seeing how you all settle things when there is tension there, looking for the others viewpoint and with patience and love, hell, this is such a beautiful family. Thank you for accepting me into it and letting me be a part of it. I know Leif became my husband today, and the two of us are a family, but we four are a family too, and I love the both of you so much," said Lynne.

And his sweet little woman jumped up from his lap and kissed both his mother and his father on the cheek. They grabbed her, and put their arms around her, and it was such a sweet moment, them nuzzling his new wife, that he hung back a little and snapped a photo on his cellphone.

"Leif, you clown, instead of taking pictures of your little wife, come on over here and get in the hug," said his mother.

Then the four of them were all standing in a circle hugging one another.

"Damn, even though I'm a grown man now, nothing feels like family love. And feeling like the two of you adore and enjoy me, and my little woman. I couldn't ask for any more joy on this day," said Leif.

"Yeah you could, there's your honeymoon too, you're a Peterson boy, so I know you can't wait. Hell, that's what got me in a lifetime of trouble," said his father as his mother playfully elbowed him in the ribs, while Lynne guffawed with laughter.

"Well, you may be grown up, but your father says you have a driving destination for your honeymoon. He still won't tell me where, because he doesn't want me to tell Lynne, but you two better get on the road if you want to get there before dark," said Linda.

"Yeah Leif, since you two are just finding your way, you probably should plan to be there before dark. Don't worry Leif, I'm not telling Linda where the hell you are going until you are far, far away. I know she and Lynne are in such cahoots that she would give away the honeymoon surprise," teased his father.

"I'm already figuring out where we are going. It's somewhere in driving distance, so it has to be somewhere like California, or something," said Lynne.

"Could be Arizona too," piped his mother.

"Oh hush your mouth mom, you have no idea where I'm taking her. It's top secret and special just for Lynney. They'll announce it after we leave, I know you all are so nosey you can't wait to know," said Leif to his mother.

Then he playfully kissed Lynne's forehead.

"Oh come on Leif, just one clue. I need just one clue, after all, I have to decide what to wear for the drive," said Lynne.

She playfully looked at him with moony, puppy dog eyes.

He loved those sweet, curious, pining eyes, but she wasn't going to get the best of him.

"Hell no, I'm not giving into those sweet eyes. I'm giving you the same advice that I was giving you earlier about packing. Pack clothes for a warm destination. Some sweaters for your dainty arms in the evenings in case it gets cool. Some casual clothes, maybe a dress or something nice if I want to take you to dinner," said Leif lovingly.

Lynne wrinkled up her little nose and pouted her mouth.

"Not fair, that's no clue, there's a lot of things that I might not be prepared for," said Lynne.

"You're just trying to figure out where I'm taking you. Bring an umbrella," he said and he playfully swatted her ass hard.

His father and mother chuckled.

On that note, his mother and father hugged the both of them and left Leif and Lynne alone to go upstairs and change for their honeymoon.

***

Lynne sat in Leif's lap.

"Damn, I love being in this family. It's not how everyone acts when we are getting along, that part's easy. It's how your parents act when we disagree with them. Aren't you glad you were up front with them and told them?" asked Lynne.

"Hell yeah, I'm glad. You were right that it went well, and it's gonna help us as a couple as we keep growing in our relationship with our parents. But I'm glad I told it too for another reason, because it gave me even more insight that the best decision I have ever made in my life is marrying you today. I got someone who has my back even if she doesn't understand all the reasons I may feel a certain way at first," said Leif.

"Of course I have your back. My first loyalty is to you, even before your parents! You're my husband now! You stood by my side even when you didn't understand everything about me, why I was so afraid of men, or why I was afraid to stand up to my parents. My issues were a lot worse than your issues and you stood by my side and we ended up loving each other even more," offered Lynne.

"There are no worse issues that either of us have. Everything we have is shared. It's just shit we need to get through as a couple. But oh hell Lynne, I'm glad we got those things straight so that I get to have my joy too. Caring for you, providing for you. Eventually caring for our babies with their fat little feet. In some ways, I can't wait to see the beautiful little miracle we make. As soon as it's born I'm putting it's tiny little foot in my mouth. Then, I'm putting the little booties on it, that I'm gonna buy. After you feed them, put them in the crib that I also want to buy," he added with a masculine chuckle.

Lynne giggled happily at his description of nuzzling their future children.

Next, Lynne looked up at him, and warmth just flushed through her. He loved her so much, and he already loved the babies that they were just imagined glimmers in their eyes. And he was a real man. He didn't look at providing as a duty, or a burden, but as a privilege and a joy. What a way to look at things and it fully showcased why each day was a delightful journey with him.

"Leif you're such a real man. We don't even have the babies yet, and you are already looking at them like joys, not obligations, or burdens. I want you, not just to be my husband, but the father of my children. I know we aren't ready yet, but when we have enough money...Leify I swear I can't wait for you to give me babies," murmured Lynne, kissing him softly around his lips.

Leif chuckled joyfully. His happy, surfer boy chuckle that she found so adorable.

"Oh hell Lynney, I know we aren't ready yet, but not a thing wrong with practicing during our honeymoon lovely," he murmured close to her mouth.

Damn, he was so sexy. He was a real man. Different than her father, and Martin who answered to the church first and let it rule them in decisions big and small, from how to wear their hair, to what choice in an automobile was appropriate. Leif was just the type of man she wanted to lay next to. And, just the right man to make her pregnant when the time was right. As he said, nothing wrong with practicing now.

She turned around in his lap, facing him. All she knew was that she desired him, nice and rough, in the primal way that he envisioned and she was ready to get the honeymoon started.

"Mmm, let's get started now then," she murmured huskily.

She wrapped the crook of her arm around his neck and slid forward, angling her head to the side, and pressing her mouth against Leif's so hard and swift he let out a startled chuckle, before groaning and gripping her ass in her ruffled wedding gown.

He knew just how to stimulate her mouth. He took control of the kiss, gently nudging her mouth with his own, lightly tracing her lips with his tongue, gently pulling at her upper lip, and then her lower mouth. The tender and teasing interplay just made Lynne want to be nastier and entice her husband, so she pulled him towards her by his dreadlocks, thrusting her tongue hungrily within his mouth, with a hint of how she wanted to lick his strong, lean body. When Leif grunted with pleasure, Lynne started grinding in his lap.

Leif moaned.

"Oh sweetie, you're such a nasty girl now aren't you. Grinding on me," he whispered on her mouth.

Lynne grunted in response.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, the effect being that she draped the wedding gown around his lap, exposing his tuxedo pants to her wet panties.

"You're lucky you aren't bare under the gown. I feel your wet panties. If you were bare, I'd fuck you right here in the kitchen, and make you be quiet while we can watch the guests through the window," he added with a smirk.

"I can get bare. I can take them off and hand them right to you if you want me too. I like to be your good wifey, do what my husband says, even if it's filthy," murmured Lynne, looking at him with big adoring eyes.

Her pussy ached so badly, and she loved to please him, and even more, did she love to pleasure her sexy man when there was a danger of getting caught. In the reception with the wedding going on outside the kitchen window made her adrenaline race and her heart pound!

"Hmm...I keep forgetting how naughty my little wife is huh? How much you like doing things when there is a danger of getting caught, it's so sweet and sexy. You just want to be your husband's naughty, nasty little angel don't you," he murmured adoringly stroking her chin dimple.

She felt so perfect to him. All she could think about was how much she hungered for Leif and his guidance and masculinity, experiencing it in a new way, and doing things she knew he'd never felt before.

She looked at him, and nodded, leaned close to his mouth, and started kissing him again, grinding her wet panty crotch close to his tuxedo pants, then giggling with mirth into his kiss when she felt that thick bulge begin to grow close to her pussy.

"You just keep tempting me, grinding that tight juicy pussy on me, knowing it's what I want more than anything. First, when you did your little something he can feel dance, and now, again in this chair. Now I'm warning you baby, if you make your husband come for the first time after we are married, and I'm not pounding my cock hard in your tight juicy little pussy, I'm going to give you a nasty spanking. Gonna warm your cute hide really good," he added huskily.

Lynne loved Leif's playful punishment. A spanking, and being pulled across his knee delighted her. Especially when he pelted her bottom and pussy with kisses afterwards when he kissed the boo-boos. Mostly she loved spankings because after the spanking she received love, care, and cuddling and unlike the painful way she was raised, she trusted Leif. If she told him to stop their play and games, he would. His swats to her bottom delivered out of love, not out of threats, or anger like before. His whole attention focused on her, swatting her bottom, and giving her playful, loving guidance. So the spankings were erotic, sensual, and the healed her.

"How do I keep tempting you Leify. I'm not trying to tempt you," said Lynne, her eyes glimmering with playful shyness.

"Hell yeah you are, like I said before, this is the second time you've humped me with your tight juicy little body. I told you, the first time was during your hot little En Vogue number!" said Leif

He gently traced her thigh under her wedding gown, then, his tender, husky fingers reaching closer, and closer to the leg of her camisole panties.

"Mmm, skin so soft. So soft and sweet. Gonna be kissing and biting this soft skin everywhere, all honeymoon long," he grunted huskily.

Lynne moaned as he turned her sideways on his knee with his other arm.

With his other hand, he cupped her bottom, and he reached between her buttocks, and she felt adored by him, owned by him, and she was glad to belong to her husband, as he reached between her buttocks with tickling fingers, exploring her near her ass crack and pussy from behind.

"You're so wet sweetie, thinking your husband's going to spank you. You like it too much. I'm going to have to think of other punishments for my sweet Lynney to get you to behave," said Leif.

Lynne felt light headed. If the punishment was fucking she was ready to pull her wedding gown up now to accept her punishment.

"I love when you punish your wifey. I want to be your angel and such a good girl," murmured Lynne sweetly.

He kissed her forehead again and again, rewarding her emotionally.

"You are a good girl. The punishments that I might give you sometimes might be fun. Maybe you'll be punished with pleasure, orgasms until you think you'll pass out with pleasure. Or, maybe your husband won't let you come until you are begging and crying, because I keep you teetering right on the edge of ecstasy. You told me, a while ago that you liked to edge your pussy. Deny your self orgasms again, and again while you play with yourself until you couldn't stand it. Isn't that what you told me the second night when we were together, and I put my hand in your underwear. You remember how you kept brushing my hand away when you thought you would explode, to make that feeling linger. You were sexy as hell even though you lacked experience. Turned me on more than I'd ever been turned on before," murmured Leif.

As he talked to her, he gently tickled her crack with his thumb as he cupped her ass possessively. He also gently tapped his thumb against her aching nether region where her pussy joined her ass, and rubbed his thumb along the bottom side of her pussy.

"You...you think you're the only one who can tease huh? Doing all that grinding on my thighs and my dick through my tuxedo pants, huh?" he added with a playful chuckle, kissing her button nose and dragging his thumb along her clitoris, under her wedding gown, and under her panty shaper.

The pleasure was so intense. It had been a few days since he'd brought her to a climax in the secret fort in the backyard with his mouth. Prior to that, the last orgasm he'd given her was back at home in New York!

"Leify I love you!" she moaned loudly.

"I love you too. The window is open lovely. If you cry out again you'll be entertaining our reception guests," he murmured in her ear with a playful chuckle.

He took his thumb from between her buttocks and pussy, licking as though he'd been dipping his thumb in Jam, not in her wet juicy panties.

"Come on. Let's go upstairs and change. Your grinding in my lap and moaning is telling me that the honeymoon is long overdue," said Leif.

She stood up obediently and looked down into his blue eyes with a glance that she was sure was love sick as he stroked the back of her hair and kissed her forehead.

"Such a good little wifey you are, Lynney. Gonna show you the kind of pleasure that a good, grown up wifey deserves. Hell yeah, I'm gonna fuck you hard, and often, but I'm also going to make you come a lot. And sometimes, this honeymoon if you're good, I'll give you the slow, sweet sex you like as well. Nothing but sex and I can't wait lovely, it's long overdue. But I'll make you feel real good darling, you don't have to worry about anything," said Leif.

All that doting reassurance and the knowledge that he was a real man that wanted to forge a strong bond with her and their future babies made her want to please him even more, and use her body in whatever way she could to make him happy. For, she already knew Leif, and whatever was going to make him happy would result in mind-boggling pleasure for her.

"Let me carry you up the stairs, so you can get dressed up for our honeymoon. How do you want me to carry you? Want piggy back, or over the threshold?" asked Leif dotingly.

The day had been full of romantic treats and special surprises, so Lynne was overwhelmed that he was going to carry her, yet again. He'd been picking her up like she was a little toy, or doll all day. It made her feel special. And, made her feel like she had no worries or concerns at all.

She couldn't help it. She was overwhelmed with the love he showed her.

Lynne, who was used to carrying heavy emotional burdens before, and deprived of the normal joy growing up was still getting used to the idea that as a married woman, as Ms. Leif Peterson, her life would be filled with untold joy. Tears flowed from her eyes.

Leif was right there, standing up in front of her, wiping tears off with gentle thumbs, patient as ever!

"I can't help it, I'm just so happy," she murmured softly.

"You happy? I'm happy too baby. Happy to be your husband. What...how do you want me to carry you. We don't have all day, Lynney you need to pick a style. I want us to get there before dark. I want to carry my special woman however she wants to be carried. I'm gonna be carrying you around a lot Lynney, all during this honeymoon, and after we get home. I love making you feel like my special sweetheart. But, I'm also going to be tickling your feet, and your stomach, chasing you all around the house, and spanking that ass, and maybe even with my belt sometimes if you are extra naughty, so there is a balance there, and you don't get too rotten. Now tell your man exactly how you want him to carry you," he added playfully.

"Over the threshold. I think it would be fun in my wedding gown. And probably easier than piggy back. Plus I can look in your eyes," she added angelically.

Before she could even speak any further, he'd picked her up under her shoulders and bottom lifting her high in the air.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and looked adoringly into his eyes as he carried her from the kitchen, on up the stairs. He looked down at her like she was so precious. She could just see the love and doting adoration in her man's glance.

Each time he crossed up another stair, she pecked his mouth. And each time she pecked his mouth with a delightful kiss, he let out a happy, gruff little chuckle.

"God, you're so sweet," he murmured huskily, gently depositing her on her feet at the top of the stairs.

He gently guided her, his hand on her hip toward his old bedroom, where she'd been sleeping many nights, and she was so glad that yesterday was her last night, alone.

Tonight, they'd be sleeping in each other's arms at their fun honeymoon destination, which was still a surprise. She couldn't wait to see what Leif had up his sleeve!

He placed Lynne on her feet.

His hand on her shoulder, he turned the doorknob.

She thought he'd follow her into the bedroom but he left her standing at the door.

"Lynney...I...uh...gonna change in my brother's old room. You're just too beautiful to me sweetness. And I'm scared...afraid I'll start fucking you right here baby," he groaned close to her mouth, pushing her close to the wall, as he led her into his old bedroom.

He patted her gently on the ass.

"Hop to it baby girl, want to get on the road," he added turning as though he was leaving.

Lynne didn't want him to go.

"Wait," she murmured leaning up and kissing him softly on the lips.

Leif grunted, looked at her and looked over at the unmade bed she'd left behind in a hurry to get ready for their wedding.

"I um...baby, I should go. You're in danger of me fucking you right now...get dressed in your honeymoon clothes," he grunted with that husky authoritative voice that drove Lynne crazy.

"I don't think that would be a danger at all," she added, her voice husky with desire.

"Yeah, well I do. Once I get started with you, I'm not gonna want to stop, there will be no stopping, and once will not be nearly enough. Gonna want to keep going until we are both passed out asleep from all the fucking. You think once will be enough as long as I've waited for you, damn it? If you don't want to spend your honeymoon in my sweaty, stinky old bedroom, while I fuck you for at least a few days, you better let me go change in the other room sweetie. It's safer that way. I can't see you naked again if I can't have you, and I don't want to have you here. Not enough time to enjoy it," he murmured huskily.