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She helped plan our wedding, in fact, and she was so amazing. He said after she spends some time learning the business, if she wants to start her own event/wedding planning business, he would back her.
She also broke up with both her guys, which didn’t seem to upset her all that much. Especially as it turns out, they ended up moving in together and she’s helping them plan their own wedding a few months from now.
As for my Broadway career, turns out I’m really just as happy doing a little community event now and then. My family comes first, but Silas supports me whenever I want to get my theater fix. Besides, he has me sing and dance for him in some rather risqué private shows and all in all, my desire for bright lights and big cities has never been my motivation.
“Baby.” Silas runs his nose up and down my neck, making me shiver.
“Yes, Mr. Worthington?”
“I’m hungry.” His eyes flash with that fire that makes him look a bit demonic, but I love it. My pussy gushes, knowing what that look means.
“You know how I get when I’m preggo.” I run my fingers through his hair, tugging his head back. “Mamma needs her Daddy.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice.”
“We have to be quick though,” I breathe, looking at the grandfather clock on the wall. “We’re supposed to be getting into our costumes in like, fifteen minutes.”
“I pay everyone here. They can work around my schedule. And I have a very important meeting that just came up.”
He reaches down and releases his monster erection, bobbing his eyebrows and giving it a squeeze for effect.
“Yummy.” I look down, licking my lips as a drop of cum glistens on the tip. I sweep my fingers over the warm liquid and bring it to my lips, sucking it from my fingers.
“You know. You had to be the horniest, dirtiest, fastest learning virgin in the world. Always sort of blew my mind.”
“Don’t think that was the only thing I made you blow.”
“Smart mouth.” He half shoves me down onto the bed. He’s rough, and I love it, but he’s only as rough as is safe, so I always trust him. “Flip that skirt up. I’m going to fuck you bent over the bed, then I’m going to have a little feast on those dripping tits of yours.”
He pushes me into position, reaching around and squeezing each breast, and there’s a quick rush of relief because it’s past time for me to nurse little Silas, but I’ve always got plenty for both my men.
“Look at that hungry, greedy pussy, already dripping,” he says. Then I feel the tip of his cock and I inhale just before he drives forward, filling me in one hard thrust, and I’m already on the verge of my climax.
His hands pinch and squeeze my nipples as he drives in and out of me, giving me that wonderful feeling of being completely at his mercy. A few more thrusts, a few more squeezes of my overly-sensitive tits, and I’m falling over the edge.
The blinding waves of my orgasm take over and I’m thrashing, burying my head into the bedding as Silas releases his hot seed inside of me. He treats me like a queen, a princess, and a dirty slut.
And I love it all.
“My pussy,” he grits out behind me. “Belongs to me, doesn’t it?”
His hands slip down to the crease of my hips and he jerks me back, setting his cock hard against my cervix and making me wince.
“Belongs to you. Always. Forever.”
“Damn right. If you ever forget it, I’ll fuck that fact right back into you until you remember again.”
I can’t help it when I start laughing. My hormones are whack and the first three months, I’m puking, crying, laughing or sleeping.
“Something fucking funny?” he barks, but I hear the smile in his words. “Or do I fuck funny? Or…are we funny when we’re fucking?”
“All of the above,” I answer, giggling as I catch my breath, and I feel him slip out, making me release a disappointed whine.
“We’ve got a party to get to. We don’t make an appearance soon, you know Carolyn won’t hesitate to come looking for us and she’s not big on knocking.”
“Well, that’s on her. If she gets an eyeful of her brother dick deep in his wife.” I shrug as I smooth down my skirt, standing as Silas tries to put his still-hard cock behind his zipper. “Maybe she’ll learn to knock.”
Right on cue, there’s a knock on the door and Carolyn’s voice comes through.
“I know you two are in there doing filthy things, but you know we have a party to get to here. You two are like damn rabbits. Come on.”
We look at each other and laugh.
“Coming,” Silas answers.
“Jesus, I don’t want to know that…” she murmurs. “Just finish already, I don’t need the blow by blow.”
