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I catch it with my thumb and pull her to me. “No more tears, okay?” My chest aches when she’s sad. I just want to erase the pain from her eyes.
“Okay,” she says with a watery smile. “Should I go tell everyone else?”
“Not yet,” I reply huskily.
I kiss her, happy to finally have her to myself for a few minutes, so I deepen the kiss. She presses against me as her arms come around my neck. I run my hands down her back, gripping her thighs to lift her into my arms. She wraps her legs around me as I carry her to the bed.
I lay her down and crawl over her. She arches her back to grind her hips against me. Her hands move to my shirt, pulling it up over my head. She runs her fingers over my scars like she always does when it’s just the two of us. The scarred skin is so sensitive it makes me jump, but it’s a deep reminder of how fast your life can change.
She reaches down and pulls her hoodie over her head. She’s not wearing anything underneath and trembles as I circle one of her pretty, pink nipples. I take my time kissing and nipping at one and then the other.
My hand slides down beneath her pants finding her wet and ready for me. I slowly slide two fingers inside her while my thumb circles her clit. As her breaths come quicker, I add a third finger, stretching her for me.
She pushes my pants down my thighs, letting me take over to kick them fully off. I kneel and pull her pants down over her hips, tossing them on the floor. Grabbing her hand, I haul her up into my lap.
She straddles my thighs as I kiss her again. I position her over me and groan against her lips as she slides down my cock.
“You feel so good,” she whispers against my lips.
“So do you.”
She braces herself, using my shoulders as she grinds up and down against me. My cock bottoms out over and over as she slowly fucks me. I want to feel her fall apart around me, so I slip my hand between us, seeking out her bundle of nerves.
She gasps as I pinch it, her head falling back and mouth open in silent rapture as I tease and torment her clit until her walls are clenching around me, drawing me further and further inside her.
“Oh God,” she chants over and over as she comes.
My need to change angles takes over as I pull out of her. I turn her around and guide her onto all fours. Her legs splay open for me as she rests her chest on the bed, her ass fully up in the air for me. Her pussy glistens with her cum, and as much as I want to taste her, I also want to be buried balls deep inside her.
I thrust into her with one fluid motion and then rotate my hips as I pull out, hitting every single one of her walls. Her moans are muffled by the bed, but I hear them anyway. I set a steady tempo, slowly increasing the pace of my thrusts as my own release builds deep inside me.
I lick my fingers, getting them wet and slippery with saliva before pushing them inside her tiny little ass. She cries out in pleasure, lifting her face from the mattress as she encourages me to keep going harder and deeper.
She reaches back, gripping my hip as she comes again. The sound of our skin slapping and panted breathing making an obscenely sexy soundtrack. I grind against her as I find my own release, my cock jerking inside her.
I pull out and collapse beside her, barely remembering to pull a blanket around us before we both pass out.
10
OLIVIA
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“You look beautiful,” Sawyer says from where he’s leaning against the door frame. “That dress is stunning.”
I turn and look at myself in the mirror. The dress I choose for the ceremony is a long sleeve organza in a soft blush color. Velvet ribbons tie around the waist below the plunging neck and back. Lace appliqués of dahlias are hand sewn around the bodice and top layer of the A-line skirt. My hair is curled and pinned loosely into a bun at the nape of my neck.
“You would say that, considering it is one of the three options you helped me choose from,” I meet his eyes in the mirror noticing a box in his hand. “What’s that?”
He steps toward me as I turn to face him.
“I got you a little something to go with the dress.” He holds out a slim blue velvet box for me.
The light from my closet chandelier bounces off the diamond bracelet, taking my breath away with its beauty. I run my finger over the gems, completely entranced by their brilliance.
“These are incredible.” I rise onto my toes and press a grateful kiss to his lips. “Thank you so much.”
“It was my grandmother’s bracelet.” He takes it out of the box and fastens it on my wrist. After clasping it, he flips my wrist over and looks down, his thumb running over the delicate bones of my hand. “I’m glad you like it,” he finally says, his voice thick with emotion.
