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He left several more similar marks on each of my thighs before turning his attention to my pussy.
Starting gently, he licked at my clit. The sensation made me make noises that I didn’t even recognize as my own. I couldn’t control them, though. They came out of me without thought or provocation on my part. It was just the pure pleasure of the moment that brought them forth.
Then Lucas started going faster and I lost all sense of time and place. All I knew was that I was feeling immense pleasure and my second orgasm was already building inside of me.
It didn’t take very long for it to crest, washing through me in a wave of absolute and utter abandon. It was the best thing that I had ever felt in my life and I wondered if anything else would ever compare.
But Lucas soon proved me wrong.
"All right, my turn,” he said, standing up and undressing himself quickly. Then he straddled me and thrust into my pussy. I knew that it was going to be sore in the morning, that was for sure. But I didn’t mind, because this moment felt so good, having him on top of me in me in all the ways that I had wanted.
It was everything I could have ever asked for.
He was fucking me so good and soon I would even be his wife.
It seemed the perfect ending to the night as the two of us climaxed at the same time. Then he flopped down next to me with a smile on his lips and a kiss to press to my cheek.
“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met,” he said. “I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“Neither can I.”
24
Lucas
Thankfully Bernadette’s mother was able to come to the dinner that I had organized. And, better than that, she actually agreed to it too.
Bernadette had said she said something along the lines of, “I guess if they’re going to be part of my legal family then I have to get along with them,” which was certainly enough for me.
All I wanted, all Bernadette wanted, was for our two families to be able to get along decently. Which they hadn’t since my family had moved out of the neighborhood.
They hadn’t actually seen each other at all since my family moved, as Bernadette’s mother completely refused, and I always had to go over to her place to hang out at all. And even that had been iffy.
But now the five of us would be sitting down to all have dinner together.
Bernadette and I arrived first and were immediately greeted by my mother.
“Hello Mrs. Wilson,” Bernadette said with a smile, taking her hand and shaking out.
“Oh please,” my mother said. “You’re practically part of the family already! Feel free to just call me Ophelia, or even Lia for short.”
“I think Ophelia is fine, thank you,” Bernadette said.
“Come, come in, the table is all set.” My mother ushered the two of us in and to the exquisite dining room. The table was set with matching china and there were new flowers in the vases. They matched the patterns on the plates, and the floral motif was carried through to the impressive silverware.
It was one of the things that my mother was especially proud of: matching all her tableware. She had never really been able to do that before my father’s investments paid off, so I was glad that she could take joy in it now.
My father came out of the kitchen then, carrying a roast duck.
“Ah, Bernadette,” he said with a cheery smile. “It’s so lovely to see you again. I’m glad that my son finally got up the courage to propose to you. You’re the daughter-in-law we deserve.” He winked, and Bernadette giggled.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
“I’ll go get it,” my mother said.
We all knew who it was and held our breath as she opened the door and greeted Sarah, Bernadette’s mother.
Thankfully, it was cheery conversations and good tidings that floated back to grace our ears and not hurled insults or thinly veiled jabs. It would seem that everyone was on their best behavior tonight.
