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Chapter 13
Luna
Philippe has never snapped at me in such a way before. It just goes to show me that being with Carla has taken a toll on him. I can only wonder what sort of horrors he had to put up with while in Seattle. He doesn’t know it yet, but he will soon be able to breathe a little easier. I’m going to make his life so much better after this wedding is done. He’ll finally be with the person he was always meant to be with —me.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to snap at you like that, Luna. I’m very stressed with all the changes going on, but I still shouldn’t have done it.” Philippe says, placing his hand on my arm after we both enter his home.
I offer him a soft smile. “Don’t worry. I understand what it’s like to lash out at people when you’re going through a trying time. Stress has a habit of bringing out the worst in us.”
“You’re right, and I allowed it to slip out.”
“Don’t beat yourself up too much, Philippe. You hold yourself to a higher standard than the rest of us, but you shouldn’t. You’re only human.”
For the first time in weeks I see Philippe smile brightly, “You know, I’d love to do that but I don’t know if I ever will. When have you ever known me to be anything but an overachiever?”
I laugh as he starts to, “Never,” I admit as I walk over to the liquor cabinet. Florin forgot to lock it up the other day but I’m hoping Philippe doesn’t notice. I grab a glass and pour him a heavy drink. “Mind if I pour one for myself?”
“Feel free to. I’ll take it as your payment for putting up with my shit attitude.” I pour myself a glass while going into my bra and grabbing the vile of drugs I got from my sister. She had a chemist friend of hers mix the concoction that will slowly put Philippe out to where he’s somewhat present of what’s going on, but he won’t remember.
I pop an ice cube in his drink and swirl his around, grabbing his with my left hand and my own with my right. To my surprise Philippe has already made his way over to the couch. I hand it to him from the back and sip on my own slowly. I don’t want to drink too much because Ihaveto be the one in control now. If I’m going to get what I want, I need to maintain my composure and keep my head on my shoulders. One mistake and I could ruin all of this . . . but I won’t. Our love is too strong and I know just how much love he’s been holding inside himself for me.
“Shit, I forgot how good this was.” Philippe admits as I walk around the back of the couch and sit on the coffee table. I shimmied my skirt up a little bit and wore an exceptionally low cut shirt today. My breasts are pushed up and very visible. I’m hoping Philippe will be easy like Florin, but Florin is a center cut of meat whereas Philippe is a filet mignon.
I lean back and look at the man I love more than anything in the world. He has stress lines that weren’t there before and I hold back my smirk as he gulps down the drink in a few heavy sips. I’m sure it’ll just make the drugs get into his system even quicker.
He blinks a few times and I see the concoction is obviously starting to sink in. Galina told me to inject his balls with this syringe to keep his cock up and active while his brain relaxed. I can’t get what I want if his dick is soft. I open my purse and put it on the couch next to him, touch his face lightly. “Philippe, I’ve wanted to do this for so long. I’ve ached for you inside me.” I whimper, wondering if he can hear any of what I’m saying.
“Huh?” He asks, moving his head around in a confused motion.
I take the syringe out of my purse, place my hands on his trousers and unbuckle his pants, pulling his boxers down so I can get a good look at his balls. They’re massive and aren’t hard to miss at all. I grab the alcohol swab Galina told me to use, wipe down his balls and stick in the needle, injecting the serum inside him.
I toss the needle back into my purse, not wanting him to find anything left behind. I’ve wanted this for so long that I can’t help but think I deserve the full experience. I strip my clothes off and allow them to fall on the floor, hop over his legs and push my breast into his mouth. He sucks my nipple in gently, twirling his tongue around and moans. I leave my nipple in his mouth for a few minutes and then take it out, putting my other breast on for him to latch on while I rub the lips of my pussy against his cock.
Whatever is in the syringe kicks in quicker than I thought. Galina told me I’d have about four hours to do whatever I needed to and assured me Philippe wouldn’t be harmed, but it would seem like he woke up with a horrific hangover.
The head of his cock lines up at my entrance so I place my hand down between my lips and tease my clit, imagining how I’d feel during this moment, sliding my pussy over his dick. “Ooo, Philippe.” I moan out, keeping my hands planted firmly on his shoulder I bounce up and down. I move my left arm and pull him closer against my breast, wanting the sensation to feel more intense.
I increase my speed like a bitch in heat because I want his love. I want Philippe to fill me up with his come and breed me like a prized pony. I’ve imagined this so much, feeling myself wrapped around him, rocking on top of his cock while he adored other parts of my body.
My pussy grows wetter by the moment as I bounce, rubbing my clit harder so his cock gets the message that I want to feel him release inside of me.
I feel like a little whore rubbing my clit while fucking him, wanting to feel pleasure radiate through my body so much. I want my essence to pour over him, for my happiness to gush from my insides and it’s when I feel my body tightening up. My nipples get harder, my core feels hotter and I tighten on his cock, barely able to move.
He lets out an inaudible sound and I hear a grunt to follow, feeling his warmth spread through me. I rock myself on his dick, wanting his semen to flow through me. After a couple of minutes I determine he’s stopped coming and reach over to my purse, grabbing my phone. I hop off him and go to the coffee table, lay on my back and keep my legs in the air.
I call my sister, so proud of what I’ve just done. Her and I don’t get along very well but I know how happy she’ll be for me. She answers on the first ring, “You’ll be so happy for me. I just had Philippe inside me. Everything is coming as planned, sister.” I smile, looking down at Philippe’s body. His cock is still hard and I think I may steal more of his come. I bite my lip, thinking about how this couldn’t have been planned any more perfectly. I’ll be crossing my fingers we create something beautiful with our love.
“Carla,” He whispers, causing my eyes to go wide. I think I’ve heard him wrong when he says her name again. “Carla.”
“Actually, I have to get going. I’ll chat with you later.” He wants to keep saying her name, well, I’ll take every drop of come inside him. She won’t get anything.
