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“Yes,” she said as she bucked.

I pulled her down forcefully against my body. “This is my pussy.” Pulling her hair harder, I wrapped it around my fist, holding it more securely. “I take it when I want, not when you want to give it.”

“Yes, yes. Oh God, yes!” she yelled, her pussy convulsing against my dick. She drew her legs in closer together almost crossing them, making her hold on my cock vice like.

I slid my finger from her hip to her abdomen and down to her clit. It was swollen and she shuddered as I pinched it, rolling it between my fingertips.

Her face fell forward and she bored down, pulling the blanket between her teeth. She grunted, pounding herself against me as I worked her clit, bringing her to the brink of release.

“Say what I wanna hear.” I stilled my hands as I pummeled her.

“It’s your pussy,” she moaned without hesitation.

I chuckled, biting my lip. Suzy went from saying heck to using the word pussy without hesitation since she met me. Hearing her say such dirty shit made my spine tingle. “Always, sugar. Come on my cock. Shows me who owns you.”

Using two fingers, I covered her clit entirely, making small circles with the soft pads of my tips. Her grunts grew louder, her pussy milking me, as she tensed and stilled. My touch became more demanding, my thrusts rougher as I used my cock as my own personal battering ram. I wanted her to walk funny when she went back downstairs.

“Give it to me, sugar.” I tweaked her clit, needing her to come before I did.

She sucked in a breath, not moving, as she came on my cock. As her body relaxed and she grew limp, I used it as an invitation to fuck her senseless. Her body bounced like a bowl of Jell-O underneath me.

The orgasm ripped through me, sending me collapsing on top of her gasping for air. “Fuck,” I moaned as I caught my breath, my knees feeling weak.

“Mm,” she hummed as she lay underneath me, smiling.

Planting my palms on the bed, I trailed kisses across her exposed skin as I pushed myself up. Her ass was a light shade of pink from the relentless pounding I gave her. She lay there with her dress hiked up around her waist, her ass still in the air and her body bent over the bed. She looked how I felt, sated and happy.

I tucked my dick back in my pants, leaving the remnants of our mingled orgasm on my flesh. “Come on, let’s get back downstairs before people come looking.” I ran my fingers down her arm, stopping in her palm to make tiny circles.

“I don’t want to,” she whispered, her skin breaking out in goose bumps.

“No choice now, princess. Let’s go.” I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her upright.

She gasped as her eyes widened into saucers.

“What’s wrong?” I searched her eyes, watching her face flush an even darker shade of pink.

“Everything just gushed out of me. Oh my God, it’s running down my leg.” She looked down. “I can’t go down there like this.” She glared at me.

My body shook from the laugh I couldn’t hold in. “Sugar, go get cleaned up. I’ll wait for you and we can go down together.” I smiled, watching her move from one foot to the other.

“Ugh, this is so not sexy,” she whispered, turning toward the bathroom. Her walk reminded me of the marshmallow man from Ghostbusters–her arms far from her side as she took large steps on spread legs. She stalked to the bathroom in the most ungraceful way, but that was my girl. I wouldn’t change a thing about her.

As the bathroom door closed, I collapsed on the bed, placing my hands behind my head. She’d be feeling me in more ways than one for the rest of the night. She’d be my wife soon. My wife. It still felt foreign to think, let alone say, but there had been no other person in the world that had me the way Suzy did. I was hers completely, maybe more than she was mine.

I closed my eyes. I never knew life could be this fucking fantastic.





Chapter 5 ~ T-Minus Two Days and Counting



“Izzy, what did I tell you about tonight?” I looked at her as we entered the hotel suite. I couldn’t pin it on her alone. She had help planning my bachelorette party. The girls in the wedding party plotted together to send me out of singledom in style. I knew that Izzy and Sophia would be a wicked combination.

The hotel suite was stunning. I’d never seen anything like it. It was larger than my first home and overlooked the ocean. The exterior walls were glass from floor to ceiling. The sunset made it look like an ever-changing picture hanging in a gallery. The reds, purples, and orange shades reflected off the water as the sun kissed the horizon.

Izzy stepped in front of me, breaking me from my sunset trance. “I heard you, Suzy. We were good. Sophia helped me and you know that she always has your best interests at heart,” Izzy said with a laugh.