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Themusic started, and the chit-chat stopped.Iwatched asPoppywalked down the aisle in a long black tulle dress, holding a bouquet of roses.Mybreath caught in my lungs.Icould tell her mother picked the black bridesmaid outfit withPoppyin mind.Shelooked striking with her high cheekbones, shapely brows, and raven-colored hair framing her shoulders.Poppylooked like a transcending beauty even while sad.
Betweenthe funerals and the weddings,Poppyhad transformed into a grown woman.Theonly thing that hadn’t changed was the deep brown eyes.Theceremony was inside a beautiful, heated tent sprawled on a long-running beach with a view of blue water.Still, the harrowing look inPoppy’seyes could have convinced you that we were in an alternate dystopian reality.
Mychest tightened at the sight of her, and for a moment, her sadness was too much to take.Iexpected her anger over the wedding, not the melancholy loneliness in her eyes.
Poppy’shands tightened around the bouquet when she sawTrimalchioat the end of the aisle.Somethingtold me nothing about being here was her choice.Suddenly,Iwas covered in the same black cloud asPoppy.
Thiswas awful.Poppywas forced to have a front-row seat in losing her mother to the man who wrecked their home.Iwanted to reach out and hold her hand, but mine wasn’t the one she wanted to hold.Iwanted to tell her she still had one more person who cared about whatshewanted, one person who’d look out for her.
ThoughIsat far away,IsworeIcould hearPoppy’sshallow breaths whilePiyaandZaneexchanged vows.Herhouse of horrors was coming true before her eyes, and she could do nothing to stop it.Rightafter they announced the newlyweds,Poppy’sinexpressive eyes finally gave themselves away.Itwas only a flicker, butIread her emotions loud and clear.
Shewas devastated.
Asthe guests left the ceremony,Iwondered if life had finally pushedPoppytoo far.AndIknew without fail thatIwouldn’t stop watching over her untilIcould confirm it.Theworld had desertedPoppy, butInever would.Afterfinding out whatIdid today,I’dnever abandonPoppy.
ACT 2
ChapterFive
POPPY
4YearsLater
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Half-lidded hazy eyespeeked at me from between my thighs asSophietrailed her tongue to my clit, or soIassumed sinceIcouldn’t see anything past the blindfold.Shetalked me into it, promising me a nightIwouldn’t forget.Sofar, she was on the money.Withmy vision taken away, my other senses were heightened, andIclimbed a peakIcraved to summit.
“Fuck, you are hot,” she whispered, yet her words sounded loud and clear due to the aforementioned heightened senses.
Myhead rolled back asSophiepushed my bikini bottoms farther to the side and parted my lips with her fingers.Fuckindeed.Gettingentangled withSophiewas the plan, although it didn’t hurt that she was easy on the eyes.
Imust admit this had turned into a “two birds with one stone” situation.Sophiewas privy to valuable informationIneeded and was notoriously infamous for pillow talk following intoxicated promiscuity.Christmascame early when she asked ifI’dbe interested in a threesome with a vetted third.Iftonight went well,I’duncover the intelI’dbeen searching for.Ialso needed to unwind, as pointed out by everyone.Sophiewas rumored to be amazing in bed and was proving the gossip with each flick of her tongue.
Isat at the edge of the bed with my legs spread wide whileSophieknelt on the ground with her head bobbing between my thighs.Delicatefingers stroked me, engulfing me with the warmth of her mouth.Myeyes rolled back behind the cloth covering them. “Faster,”Iwhispered.
Herlips hovered over my sex. “Soeager.”
Myback arched, andIpushed myself farther onto her tongue.Ididn’t care for talkative lovers, not unless the words got me hotter.Hervoice did nothing; it was her tongueIneeded more of, andIground harder against it.ThoughIinitially protested the blindfold,Isuddenly saw the appeal.Itbuilt anticipation.
“Harder.”Theword sounded harsh asIrode her tongue.IexpectedSophieto back away, but she leaned into it, andIcould’ve sworn she enjoyed it more than me.
Mysuspicions were confirmed when she murmured, “OhGod.”
“Suckon my clit.”
Sophieslurped and sucked.Hertongue plunged inside and scraped my walls before returning to the original spot.Myhips almost flew off the bed, only to slump back onto the mattress.
“Again.Lickme harder.”
Sophiedidn’t hesitate to oblige.Shepreferred a dominant partner in the bedroom, and something told me being on the serving end got her off.
Myhips moved in rhythm with her mouth.Myfingers tried to find purchase on the bedsheet whenSophieflattened her tongue against my clit.Ipresumed she was touching herself when her hand left my waist.Aspredicted,Iheard her urgent moans rise in volume.Sweatbeads, moisture, and fluids, hers and mine, intermingled and rolled down my thighs.Thebedsheet underneath me turned damp, intensifying my crescendo.
“I’mcoming,” she gritted, her mouth momentarily coming off me as she spoke.Isqueezed her head between my thighs, forcing her back on me whileIrode her mouth.Sophiecried out against my pussy asIground against her until my body took off with the same euphoria.Themoment the orgasm washed over me,Ilet go of her head in a snap.
Ifell back on the mattress and blew out a shallow breath.Ihad to hand it toSophie.Irarely got off during sex, oral or penetration, so any orgasm, small or big, was a win.
Sophieplaced her hands on my thighs for leverage and stood.
