FORTY-FOUR
The moment Jason's lips touched Phuong's, everything changed. She relaxed, she responded, and the slow rumba of their tongues dancing together for the first time was music to his...well, everything really. Not just his c**k, though that, too, of course. He'd be lying if he said that first, hot kiss hadn't made him think of s*x.
The only reason he stopped kissing his beautiful wife was because the priest's loud, incessant throat-clearing got on his nerves.
"This is a church, Mr Felix. You're not officially married until you both sign the forms and the witnesses do, too."
Like that would stop them. Jason stroked her tongue one last time, promising more, before they reluctantly ascended the dais to deal with the priest's paperwork.
Jason didn't let go of Phuong the whole tim
