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“I fucking need to taste you, baby.”
Mia whines. “But I want you inside me.”
“Tough luck, baby. I’ve been craving the taste of you like crazy.”
And I dive in. Licking, sucking, lapping at her wet, swollen folds. Pushing my tongue deep into her pussy. Sucking on her clit and almost making her jump off the bed. Her fingers grasping me frantically. Her short, manicured nails digging into my scalp. Mia hooks a leg around my neck and pulls me close enough to smother my face against her cunt. And I fucking love it. I would die a happy death suffocated by her out-of-this-world pussy. When I slide a long, thick finger in her hot wetness, pushing till I’m knuckle deep, Mia explodes in long, jerky movements, accompanied by cries of pleasure I quickly muffle with my hand on her mouth.Fuck, I can’t wait till I can fuck her in total privacy again!
***
MIA
“Child, stop fidgeting!” My mother admonishes me in a mocking tone.
“Leave her alone, Ma,” Sarah comes to my rescue, also snickering.
“I hate you both,” I grumble through the side of my mouth, trying and failing to let the makeup artist finish her work without moving too much.
She smiles indulgently, taking a step back to admire her handiwork.
“Leave the girl alone,” she points her brush to Sarah. “I still remember how much of a mess you were on your wedding day.”
My sister bursts with laughter and I follow suit. I don’t know if this is the best day of my life, but it sure is close to perfection!
After a week of absolute misery, all I’ve experienced since last night is happiness. And I look forward to the conclusion of this amazing day. Our families and hometown friends attended our engagement party. Barrett looked dashing in one of his tailored suits, and I wore a gorgeous Senegalese tunic in homage to my family’s home country. I felt amazing, princess-like. Hair done in a sophisticated fashion, intricate henna designs on my hands and feet, surrounded by my loved ones. Even Halima flew home, leaving her poor husband and son to fend for themselves.The entire day was beyond perfect, and now I can’t wait for the private party between my fiance and I!
“Nervous?” Ma asks, once the makeup artist has left, and it’s only the three of us. Knocked out by jet lag and her accumulated sleep deprivation, Halima is resting at her parents’.
I shake my head, a beaming smile illuminating my face. “No, I’m just excited.”
My mom turns to my sister, and they explode in another fit of laughter.
I feel my cheeks turn hot and cry out, “that’s not what I meant!”
They laugh again, and Ma comes to wrap an arm around my shoulders. She takes my hand and presses a soft kiss on its back.
“Be excited as much as you want, my love. You’re blessed with love, just like your sister and me. And I’m thrilled for you.”
The sheen in my eyes threatens to roll down my face and I look up to the ceiling, blinking back the tears. “Stop, Ma!”
“Okay, it’s almost time. Any questions?” Halima asks with a malicious twinkle in her gaze.
I shake my head, rolling my eyes.
“Good. Now let’s get you downstairs before Barrett arrives.”
***
I press my palms on my heated cheeks and take a deep inhale, watching my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I look like a glamorized version of myself, with the straightened and curled hair, subtle but enticing makeup, and more than anything else, the molding, lacy nightgown, unlike anything I’ve ever worn in my life. But I feel beautiful, powerful, at peace, excited and ready for my weekend escapade with my betrothed.
***
BARRETT
Eyes on my toes digging into the plush carpet, I try to keep my mind off the noises coming from the closed door.
Images of today run through my mind, the reception attended by our families and so many of our childhood friends. The hours spent sitting next to Mia, holding hands, arms around each other, kissing chastely. Our displays of affection limited by the small crowd surrounding us. All the joy and blessings we shared with our loved ones. A wistful smile adorns my face.
The door to the bathroom opens, revealing a vision. My woman might just be the most beautiful and sexiest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. She glides toward our hotel suite’s bed, where I’m sitting. A gorgeous smile brightening her beautiful features, body encased in lace that hugs her so close, it seems painted on. My mouth goes dry and I stand abruptly, closing the distance between us in one swift stride. I grab Mia, one hand wrapped at the back of her neck and the other one tight at her incurved waist, press a soft kiss to her forehead and land my mouth on hers… I push my hardness against her, letting her feel the intensity of my need and she moans long and loud.
