Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29874 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 149(@200wpm)___ 119(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
She nods furiously.
“I’m going to shove this between those biteable lips and you’re going to swallow it whole.”
“Yes, I want your cock in my mouth,” she moans. Her lips part and her breaths come in short, shallow pants.
“Then come for me so I can use your juice as lube. Show me how much you want me, darling girl.” Her walls close on my fingers, squeezing them hard as she rocks against my hand. I drive the base of my palm against her sex and she grinds down, fucking my hand with her head thrown back, her hair falling like a waterfall and the sunlight kissing her corset-bound body.
“Oh, God, yes! This feels so goooood!” The last part of the word is swallowed by her cry as she convulses around me.
My own orgasm is one hard pull away. I pull her mouth to mine, ravaging her lips, eating her mouth as if she’s the one meal I’ll be allowed to eat before they fire me out of the cannon.
She tastes like candy and feels like silk. I coax out every last bit of her cum and then slap that soaked palm against my throbbing shaft. I can’t form words. I can barely kiss her correctly. A red film covers my eyes as I work my cock in my hand. Her lube slicks my path and I shoot out a stream of cum so hard that black spots fill my eyes. It’s a good thing I’m sitting down.
Luna collapses in my arms. “Can we get married tomorrow?”
I laugh. “Nah, but I’ll eat this little pussy tonight and tomorrow.”
“Do I get to suck your cock?”
My replete shaft stirs. “Darling girl, you can do whatever you want.”
I pepper her sweet face with kisses. The corset is ruined with my cum and hers, but it’s now my favorite garment in the entire world. “We’re buying a dozen of these,” I tell her.
She merely nods and then dives for my mouth again.
17
Luna
“You look like a princess.” MJ says from behind me. I stare into the mirror looking at my dress. I really do. My hair flows down over my bare shoulders. The stylist did exactly what I asked with my hair and makeup. I have been pampered since the moment I woke up this morning. MJ and I stayed in the penthouse last night while Maddox stayed over at Cullen’s house. Grant took care of every single detail and Maddox provided the means to do it. I stare in the mirror, not believing that this is actually my life.
“I’m getting married.” My eyes lock with MJ’s in the mirror. She’s smiling big at me. I’m pretty sure her eyes are filled with unshed tears but I don’t call her on it. I do a small sway to let the dress swoosh around me. I watch her in the mirror as she walks closer to me.
“Close your eyes, Luna.” I feel her touching my hair. I try to peek but she catches me. “All the way.” I do as she says with a big smile on my face. I still can’t get anything past her. Her hands in my hair calm me. Some of my earliest memories are of MJ fixing my hair. When I was little she would always help me get ready for school. The memory causes my smile to wobble a little with emotion. She was a child herself but she always looked after me. I owe her everything. There are so many words I want to say in this moment to her.
“You can open your eyes now.” When I look into the mirror I see MJ wipe a tear from her eye. I turn my head to see what she has done to my hair. Even though she’s tucked it away behind a piece of my hair, I see exactly what she’s added.
“I knew you stole my barrette when we were younger! All of this time you’ve denied it yet here it is. This can’t even be considered something borrowed since it’s technically mine already. It’s also stolen goods.”
“I was only keeping it safe.” She leans over, kissing my cheek. She doesn’t have to say it but I know she’s talking about from our mother. That woman took and sold anything she could get her hands on. The barrette wasn’t worth much but sometimes she’d take things to be mean. That was MJ, though. She always made sure I was taken care of and safe. I wish I could have done the same for her. I know she can take care of herself but it feels good to have someone to lean on. I want her to find her own Maddox. Someone that matches her. We will always have each other but this is different. I want her to have this happiness that I feel too.