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“Anything my goddess desires,” he said.

Ellie lifted a leg over Mason’s torso and straddled him, stroking his cock with her supreme wetness and teasing him with her opening.

“Fuck,” Mason groaned.

But she didn’t tease him very long. She was slick, so he easily slipped inside her, filling her to the brim. They moaned each other’s names as their eyes rolled back.

Mason rubbed his hands over Ellie’s waist and breasts as she slowly moved her pelvis up and down. It wasn’t a position that they did often, but Ellie realized at that very moment that it made her feel powerful.

She let herself fall into that power as she clapped her pussy against him hard, feeling more and more confident with every stroke.

“Oh, Ellie, fuck,” Mason muttered.

She leaned forward on his shoulders as she rode her husband-to-be faster and without hesitation. Mason thrust upward and met her humps evenly, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her with every profound strike.

“Yes, Mason, yes!”

The lovers became a fury of passion as they wildly made love in the private suite, which had built-in soundproofing for that reason precisely. Ellie could feel herself beginning to lose her mind just as Mason reached up and squeezed her breasts, stroking the nipples expertly with his thumb.

“Oh, Mason, I’m going to explode,” she cried out, all of the muscles in her body tensing at the same time.

He began to thrust inside her faster, and that was all it took.

Stars spilled inside Ellie’s belly and garden of delight as she orgasmed hard. It lasted nearly thirty seconds as Mason continued to stroke inside her, making her nearly faint.

“Yes, baby, come for me,” Mason grunted.

She felt him spill a few seconds later as she panted on top of him, his hands still gripping her tits and encouraging the sensation even longer.

They were a puddle of post-coital bliss on the big bed, swimsuits cast aside haphazardly during their urgency for each other. Ellie lay on top of Mason, listening to the rapid pumping of his heart.

Mason stroked Ellie’s back as he spoke.

“Do you still want to try out that water slide?”

NINETEEN

ELLIE

Ellie felt like she was five years old waking up on Christmas morning. She was staying at a hotel near the venue where their wedding would be held, as was Mason, but in a separate room. They wouldn’t interact that day at all until they said I do, which made Ellie feel more ecstatic than ever.

She got ready with her good friends, coworkers from the library, and some of Mason’s female employees. She was endlessly thankful for them because of the fact that her foster family wasn’t around to help her out.

They stayed warm in her heart as she got her mermaid flared dress with a generous bust. She applied blood-red lipstick and had her mascara and cat-eye eyeliner. Ellie gazed at herself before leaving the hotel and felt a rush of love, as opposed to the fear she had felt her entire life.

She was taken in a limo to meet the rest of the guests and the wedding party at the venue. It was a converted spiritual gathering with a high stone ceiling and sparkling stained-glass windows. It felt like she was walking in a dream as she sauntered inside.

The community hall was filled with their close friends, combined with a tasteful pictorial display of the parents Mason had lost. It made her tear up before she returned to the back before the procession.

It made her know for sure that she had chosen the right person to be with forever.

Gerri greeted her as her hair got fluffed up in the back of the venue. She touched her bare shoulders, and Ellie knew instantly who it was.

“You look stunning, darling,” she said.

Ellie spun around and pulled in Gerri for a tight embrace. Ellie smelled her orange blossom perfume.

“This is all because of you,” she whispered. “Thank you so much.”

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