It doesn't matter if she just had an amazing orgasm. That's one thing he might not understand. She was full, but it's very different from having him inside her. There are very different types of feelings and nothing ever compares, no orgasm, nothing compares to having the weight and fullness of his cock inside her body. It's a closeness that she craves constantly.

The orgasms are amazing, a plus, but she could have all of them by herself if she wanted, and even if she never came from a single one of their sessions of sex, she'd still choose him over any of them because being with him meant feeling like they were no longer apart, but together and now that they were getting married, it was something new, something different. Their love tied them together so perfectly.

"Yes, I want this, and no, I don't want water. I want you, inside me, now, please." She whined, and pulled him at her, generously opening herself up, tipping her hips back and pulling her knees up wide, so that he had everything he needed to face her and enjoy the tight opening he'd never tried before.