Surprise Marriage to a Billionaire-Chapter 405: Alright**

"Cliff, I can’t... I feel like I’m going to explode," Kelly gasped, her breath coming in short, uneven bursts. He didn’t stop. His finger moved faster and deeper, matching the rhythm of his tongue.

Her body tensed, and he felt her walls clench tightly around his finger before she jolted, trembling uncontrollably as her climax overwhelmed her.

She cried out, her body shaking as she released, her juices coating his finger. Clifford didn’t hesitate... he leaned in, licking and lapping at her essence, savoring every drop as though it were the sweetest honey. To him, everything about Kelly was divine, and in that moment, she was nothing short of perfection.

Kelly bit her lower lip as she watched Clifford lap her juices, leaving her trembling from the intensity. His eyes never left hers as he moved to stand beside the bed, his body towering over her. She couldn’t help but gulp when he licked his lips and slipped his briefs off, revealing his massive erection.

He grinned, a mix of tenderness and mischief in his expression, and said in a low, roguish hum, "It might hurt at first. If it’s too much or you feel uncomfortable, tell me, and I’ll stop."

Her cheeks flushed as she gave him a shy, reassuring smile.

When he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself above her, she instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him closer. Her legs parted naturally, allowing him to settle between them.

Clifford leaned down and captured her lips in a slow, deep kiss, and Kelly tasted the lingering sweetness of her essence on his lips. She moaned softly when she felt his hardness brush against her slick entrance, sending shivers through her body.

But as he slowly pushed inside her, her gasp of surprise filled the room, and her body instinctively tensed. The stretch was foreign, and her nails unintentionally dug into his back as she tried to adjust to the sensation.

Clifford froze, his forehead pressed against hers as he looked into her eyes with concern. "Are you alright?" he asked gently, his voice steady yet filled with worry.

Kelly forced a small smile to ease his fears, her hands trailing softly down his back. "I’m okay," she whispered, her voice steady but tender.

To stop him from hesitating, Kelly cupped his face and kissed him softly, then moved her hips slightly against him. The initial pain was sharp but manageable, it was nothing compared to the agony she had endured during her cancer treatments.

Clifford growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating between them, and began to move cautiously. Kelly wrapped her arms tighter around him, pulling him close as his thrusts grew more deliberate. The pain lingered, but it soon mingled with a blossoming pleasure that sent shivers through her body.

She couldn’t help but moan into his mouth, her voice muffled against his lips as he kissed her deeply. His movements became more confident, the tension in his body easing as he focused entirely on her responses. Each deliberate stroke brought a new wave of sensation, the line between pain and pleasure blurring in a way that made her toes curl.

Kelly’s moans grew louder, matching the rhythm of his thrusts, and Clifford groaned her name in response. He never lost his careful, measured pace, his concern for her comfort was in every deliberate gentle motion.

The connection between them deepened with each passing moment, leaving Kelly breathless and clinging to him as her body began to adjust and surrender fully to the sensations.

"Oh, Kelly, it feels so good to be inside you like this, to fully have you," Clifford hoarsely murmured against her lips. He kissed her deeply, his lips nipping at hers in a feverish rhythm, matching the steady thrust of his hips.

Kelly moaned softly, her body arching instinctively toward him as his hands moved to her breasts, kneading them gently but firmly. The sensation sent a ripple of pleasure coursing through her, heightening the growing tension within her core.

That familiar knot began to build in her stomach, tightening with every deliberate movement. Kelly knew she was close to her second release, her body trembling beneath him. The initial pain had long since faded, completely eclipsed by the overwhelming pleasure of their union.

Harder... faster... deeper... Kelly’s body convulsed as she reached a powerful climax, her inner walls tightening around Clifford and drawing him deeper into her. The intensity of her orgasm sent shockwaves through her, leaving her trembling and breathless.

Clifford grunted, his movements becoming erratic as his own release overtook him. His body tensed, a low growl escaping his lips as he spilled his warmth inside her.

Kelly smiled, feeling his love and passion in that intimate moment.

"I love you so much, Kelly... my wife," he gasped, his lips brushing against her ear as he tried to catch his breath.

She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. "I love you too, Clifford. Today is the best day of my life, being married to you, being your wife."

Her voice was soft, filled with pure affection as she ran her fingers through his shaved head. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the love they shared.

Clifford wanted another round, but he gently pulled away and lay beside Kelly, pulling her into his arms.

"I’m sorry," he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "I tried to be gentle, but in the end, I couldn’t help myself."

Kelly raised her head to meet his gaze, her cheeks flushing a soft pink. "It’s alright," she reassured him. Then, with a shy smile, she added, "I liked it. I mean, there was some pain... but the pleasure was overwhelming. I feel good."

"Really?" Clifford asked, his voice laced with both surprise and relief.

Kelly chuckled, noticing the renewed evidence of his desire pressing against her. "Yes," she replied with certainty.

Instead of continuing with words, she shifted her position, moving on top of him. Her lips captured his in a slow, passionate kiss, leaving no doubt that she was ready for more.