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I pick one up and trace a design on her stomach, then travel around her tits, down her arms, and back up to tease her nipples.

She hums, reveling in the feeling as goosebumps rise and cover her skin.

Suddenly, we both see something in the corner of our eyes, followed by a crash. We shoot our heads toward the sound, and the object that fell shines in the overhead light. I squint my eyes trying to make it out…

It’s those fucking gold dentures.

We both turn towards each other and burst into laughter.

“Fucking Fabio,” she shakes her head, still laughing, and pulls my lips down to hers.

She kisses me, and we fall into a passionate rhythm, with the occasional outburst of laughter.

Taking a moment to breathe, I move my head away from hers and look into her eyes, those gorgeous pools of sapphire. Brushing her hair from her face, I feel a strange sense of emotion overwhelm me.

“I fucking love you, Mysti,” I blurt out before even realizing it.

Her eyes widen in shock, and her body stills in reaction.

Shit, did I just fuck this up?

The ridiculous part is that I’m telling the truth. I didn’t know it before, but I do now. Once the words fell out of my mouth, they became my reality.

I love Mysti May.

And I want her to know it.

But before she can answer and mull my declaration, I repeat and then jump off the proverbial cliff.

“Mysti, I’m in love with you.”

Her eyes melt into a soft, adoring expression, and her lips form into an overly enthusiastic grin.

“Then marry me.”

“Really!?” I make sure she’s not comatose from the orgasm before.

“Fuck it, Brendon! Yes! Let’s do it…Let’s get married!”

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