"Please welcome, for the first time as a married couple, Mr and Mrs Holland!" The DJ announced. Tom and I walked into the reception venue hand in hand, smiles on both of our faces as everyone cheered and clapped. I bit my lip and looked up at him, making him smile and kiss my cheek before we parted to start mingling with people.

"Y/N." I looked to my side as Harrison and Tuwaine walked towards me.

"Congratulations, the ceremony was beautiful, though not as beautiful as you." Harrison smiled as he leant down and kissed my cheek.

"Thank you. And thank you for helping Tom and I to organise the wedding. I love him, but my husband would have been completely lost with his bits of the organisation without your help." I teased, making them chuckle and nod.

"Don't worry, at least he organised the wedding night all by himself." Tuwaine commented, making Harrison laugh and choke on his drink. My eyebrows furrowed at the comment, plus Harrison's reaction.

"And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked accusingly.

"Nothing, Y/N, it means nothing." Harrison chuckled and shook his head, making me raise my eyebrow at their cryptic messages.

"Can we please welcome the newly married couple to the dance-floor for their first dance?" The DJ spoke over the speakers.

"That's my cue, boys. Oh, and by the way, you did a lousy job of not being suspicious." I nodded, making them chuckle and shake their heads as I turned and walked to the dance-floor. My heart jumped in my chest at the sight of Tom already there, a small smile on my new husband's lips as he just watched me walk towards him. I smiled and bit my lip as he extended his hand to me once I reached him. I placed my hand into his, his spare arm curling around my waist and pulled me into his body as we started to dance to our song. I sighed out and rested my head against his shoulder, everyone else in the room just disappearing as he gently pressed his lips to my head.

"You look absolutely amazing, darling. I didn't think that I could fall any more in love with you, and then you walked down the aisle in that dress." He mumbled into my hair.

"You don't look too bad yourself, Tommy." I teased, making him chuckle. I bit my lip and looked up at him.

"By the way, Haz and Tuwaine just made a very odd comment about the fact that you apparently planned our wedding night all by yourself." I stated. His lips curled into a smirk and he scoffed and shook his head, making my heart leap in anticipation of what he had planned for us tonight.

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart. They shouldn't have opened their big mouths, but don't worry." He reassured me as he looked down at me.

"I'm not worried, I'm just trying to figure out if I need to do or know anything-."

"No, you don't, it's okay. You just have to sit there and look pretty, I'll handle the rest." He cooed as his eyes flicked teasingly to my lips. I gulped harshly, the space in between my legs starting to dampen as my mind started to come up with all of the possibilities that my husband could have planned.

"Can you do that for me, beautiful? Can you sit there and look pretty?" He continued to tease. I nodded and bit my lip, making him smirk as he leant down and gently kissed me.

"Tommy, just put me down!" I laughed, my arms wrapped around my husband's neck and his arms carrying me bridal style as his hand tried to get the key card into the honeymoon suite door of the hotel that we'd be staying in tonight before flying to our honeymoon tomorrow.

"No, I've got this, it's okay." He chuckled, making me smirk and shake my head as I eventually heard the click of the door opening.

"I told you." He smiled cheekily before pushing the door open and carrying me in. My eyes widened.

"Oh my god, look at this place." I gasped in awe as my eyes started to look around the massive penthouse room.

"Trust me, love, there's more." He nodded, making my eyebrows furrow in intrigue as he carried me towards the closed set of double doors that I assumed led to the bedroom bit of the suite. I was right. He pushed the doors open, my eyes immediately widening as I saw the room.

"Holy shit." I gulped harshly, my eyes wavering and the space in between my legs dampening once again as I saw all of the toys on the bed. Handcuffs were clipped to the headboard of the bed, a blindfold, ball gag and spreader bar also neatly sat against the sheets and ready to be used. Ready to be used for my punishment for being Tom's stripper last night, I could only assume.

"Now, darling...I'm going to put you down, and then we're going to start...is that okay?" He cooed into my ear as his teeth teasingly nipped my earlobe.

"Fuck yes." I scoffed, making him smirk at how excited I already was as he gently put me down. As soon as he let me go, I took his face and smashed our lips together. He returned it, our eyes fluttering shut and his hands gripping my waist as we kissed. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and deepened the kiss immediately, my husband obviously dominating the intimate moment instantly as we started to make out.

"How the fuck do I get this thing off?" He mumbled, his hands roaming my body desperately for the way to loosen my dress as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck.

"It's a corset, Tommy, you have to untie it." I breathed, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open in pleasure as he already started to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin. He groaned at my words, making me yelp out as he turned us around and pinned me to the wall with my back facing him so that he could access the corset.

"Can I not just rip it open, love?" He smirked against my skin as his lips continued to mark up my neck.

"If you do, you can buy me the same one again for another five grand." I scoffed.

"It's fine, I paid for this one anyway." he quipped back, making me laugh and shake my head at how eager he was as I felt the tugging and pulling of his fingers quickly undoing the corset of the dress. It started to become loose around me, the material soon falling from my body and leaving me in just my white lingerie as he continued to mark up my neck.

"That's more like it." he spoke before using his hands on my waist to turn me around again. He leant down and reignited the kiss as soon as I was facing him, me returning it and letting my eyes flutter shut as we made out again. Tom quickly shrugged his jacket off, my fingers working to speedily undo his dress shirt too so that he would also start to be naked as we continued to make out.

"Fuck me, love, I can't wait to punish you, you look fucking incredible." he mumbled into the kiss as he shrugged the dress shirt off and I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers so that he'd be left in just his boxers.

"Do your worst." I teased. He let out a quiet moan at my words, making me smirk as he kicked his trousers off before pulling on my thighs. He lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist, our lips still hungrily clashing together as he carried me to the bed. He put me down onto the covers, his hands wasting no time in curling around my back and unclipping my bra before pulling it from my body. He pinned my hands above my head and clicked them into the handcuffs so that I was restrained within seconds. But that was exactly how both of us liked it.

"Tommy, please, I need you." I gulped as he moved his lips down to my neck.

"Trust me, love, I need you too. But you also know that I've got to punish you for last night. So, may I?" He checked, making my heart leap in anticipation as he held up the ball gag and the blindfold.

"Please." I nodded. He smiled and pecked my lips, the sweet little gesture being the last sign of innocence for the night as Tom gently put the blindfold over my eyes. Darkness filled my vision, the rubber ball being placed against my lips seconds later. I parted them to let it sit there, Tom's presence above me as he buckled it around my head. And so, we began. My breath hitched, my hands tugging at the handcuffs as I felt my husband's lips start to press down my neck again. His teeth gently nipped at my skin and surely left hickeys for me to cover up in the following days. I gulped harshly, my heart racing in my chest and my core now soaked in anticipation as his lips and tip of his nose trailed down the valley of my breasts as his hands tightly gripped my sides. I groaned against the ball gag, making Tom smirk against my skin as he clearly recognised the sounds of me begging for more.

"All in good time, my love. I'm going to have to punish you even more if you start to beg." He warned, making me gulp again. On any other night, I would push my luck to get as much punishment as Tom was willing to give me, but tonight I was really fucking horny, and so didn't want to end the sexual activities with no orgasms. His lips got to the waistband of my thong, my breath hitching in my throat as I felt the skimpy garment start to be pulled down.

"Wow, sweetheart, you're soaked already...who did this to you?" He cooed as I felt him start to put my ankles into the spreader bar.

"You." I managed to just about speak, my body screaming for any kind of contact as I could feel Tom's breath gently fanning over my pulsing clit.

"Perfect answer, love. Just perfect." I cried out as without warning, I felt his lips attach to my clit. My back immediately arched at the feeling, my hands clenching into fists and my wrists pulling at the handcuffs as he started to eat me out.

"Tommy." I muffledly choked.

"You taste so good, sweetheart, fuck." He hummed against me as I felt him curl his arms around my legs. Pleasure started to run through me as he ate me out, his lips sucking on my clit and his tongue dipping in and out of my folds as he pleasured me. Moans started to leave my mouth at the feeling, my body already squirming underneath him in a weak attempt to control how amazing it felt as he worked me perfectly. Moans were freely leaving my lips by now, though they were somewhat silenced by the gag as my movements and incoherent sounds continued to tell my husband how good he was already making me feel.

"Does that feel good, my love? Because you taste amazing." Tom hummed into me, making me smirk around the ball gag as the knot continued to steadily build in my stomach. I gasped against the toy, my eyes squeezing shut underneath the blindfold as I felt the pressure of him pushing his finger into me. I arched my back again, my wrists desperately pulling at the handcuffs at the newly introduced pleasure that was already helping me towards my orgasm. I felt Tom start to push his finger in and out of me, the digit curling inside of me to hit my g-spot and make me moan loudly as he fingered me. His lips continued to work on my clit, every movement of his finger and mouth throwing me towards my orgasm as he worked my body exactly how he knew how to.

"You getting close, darling?" He asked, making me choke and nod as my toes curled against the bed, my legs now virtually as spread as they could be due to the fact that I'd been moving this entire time. But soon as I nodded, all touch got removed. My eyes shot open underneath the blindfold, an annoyed groan leaving my lips as I raised my head and looked in the direction of Tom.

"Ah, ah, ah, behave." I yelped out as Tom wrapped his hand around my neck and pinned my head back to the pillow, making me try to suppress a moan at the incredibly sexy act of dominance.

"You're being punished, love. You didn't think that I wouldn't edge you just because we're on our honeymoon, did you? How naive." He chuckled lowly into my ear, making me gulp harshly and tug on the handcuffs as I felt his teeth nip my earlobe teasingly.

"You're lucky that I'm so horny. Otherwise, you'd be getting more than just one edge tonight." He nodded. My heart jumped in hope at his words, a sigh of relief leaving my lips as I felt him undo the spreader bar. I yelped out as he grabbed my hips and turned me over, forcing me up onto my knees as I gripped the headboard that was now in front of me. I heard the ripping of a condom, my mind so thankful for the fact that this was our honeymoon and that Tom was so horny, otherwise I may have been subjected to several more edgings. And I couldn't handle that tonight.

"You ready for the fucking of your life, darling?" Tom whispered into my ear, my breath hitching as he pressed his naked chest to my back and gently kissed my neck whilst his fingers teasingly played with my still sensitive clit. I nodded, giving him all the consent that he needed as he straightened back up behind me. Without any more warning, Tom started to push into me, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open around the ball gag as he wasted no time in bottoming out.

"Fuck, you feel amazing, sweetheart." He choked as his hands tightly gripped my hips.

"Move." I just about managed to speak. I could tell that Tom was past wanting to punish me, because instead of pulling out and therefore denying me for my demand, he gave me what I asked for. And he gave me it hard. He pulled out before slamming back in, making me cry out as he instantly picked up the brutal pace of pulling almost fully out before harshly ramming back in. Within seconds, he was fucking me into next week, his hips already slamming against my ass as he pounded into me.

"Shit, love, you feel amazing, fuck." he grunted, the knot already building back up in my stomach again as he ruthlessly fucked me. I squeezed my eyes shut underneath the blindfold, my mouth hanging open and my hands desperately holding the headboard for any kind of support as he slammed into me with all that he had. His tip was hitting my g-spot perfectly with each thrust, moans spilling my lips and getting past the ball gag as the knot built rapidly. My ass cheeks were already numb with how violently Tom's thighs were colliding with them, but that was exactly how I loved sex with Tom. Fast and rough, and unable to walk the next day.

"Tommy, please." I managed to cry out around the ball gag, my husband still seemingly understanding my muffled words as his fingertips dug into my skin.

"Does this feel good, beautiful? Do you like how hard I'm fucking you?" He cooed teasingly.

"Yes, please, yes." I moaned. I could practically see the smirk on his face at my words, my body being thrown towards my orgasm as Tom continued to fuck me harshly. The sound of our skin slapping together bounced off of the walls, the chorus of our moans and the smell of sex filling the space as my body surged forwards with every thrust.

"Love-fuck, I don't know how much longer, you feel fucking incredible." He grunted. I nodded in response, telling Tom that I was also getting close. Suddenly, I felt his chest against my back again, a cry leaving my lips as I felt his fingers harshly start to rub my clit once more. I pressed my ass as much as I could into his crotch in response, the introduction of the external pleasure sending me over the edge. I moaned loudly as the knot broke in my stomach, my hands tightly gripping the headboard as my orgasm hit me. Waves of pleasure started to course through me, my body seizing and jolting in front of Tom and my eyes squeezed shut as his fingers continued to quickly rub my clit to work me through my release.

"Fuck, darling, holy shit, fuck." Tom choked into my ear as he came too. His body stilled against mine before relaxing, a sigh of relief leaving my husband's lips as he came too. We both panted heavily, our bodies coming down from the amazing highs as we just stayed there for a moment.

"Wow." Tom breathed, making me smile and nod as I felt him gently pull out of me. I heard him bin the condom before the ball gag became loose around my head. I let it drop to the bed before the blindfold was pulled off, my eyes squinting and adjusting to the sudden influx of light as Tom leant forward and started to undo the handcuffs too. He looked over his shoulder at me.

"How was that, beautiful? First time having sex as a married couple." He smiled.

"Amazing. Fucking amazing." I scoffed and shook my head, making him smirk and nod as he undid the handcuffs. We both crawled underneath the sheets, Tom lying on his back and curling his arm around my waist to pull me into his body as I rested my head and hand on his chest.

"That was amazing. Today has just been amazing. It really was the perfect day." I sighed in bliss.

"It was, sweetheart. Tomorrow, we'll start our perfect honeymoon, and then after that, our perfect lives together. I can't wait." He smiled.

"Neither can I, Tommy. Neither can I." I returned the smile as I leant up and kissed him. He returned it, our eyes fluttering shut as I held his face. Tom was right, though, it really was perfect. Only four years ago, I had been working at a strip club, a job that I didn't hate per say, but was definitely only doing to pay the bills. Never could I have dreamed that someone like Tom would have come in and saved me from that life, have come in and swept me off of my feet. But he had done, and now we were happy and married. I would be grateful for that for the rest of my life. I broke the kiss and sighed out as I rested my head back against his chest, Tom's lips gently pressing to my hair as I cuddled into him. Cuddled into the chest of the love of my life. And that had been a long time coming, but it was finally here. And I was finally happy.