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“Oh, God!” she gasps when I pull back from the kiss and reach between our bodies. I find her clit with my thumb and stroke her gently as I continue to assault her sweet pussy with my fat cock. I want her sore, I want her remembering this claiming with every step she takes today. I want her to remember this as she promises her heart to me in front of witnesses. I want every movement to remind her I own her body, and after she speaks her vows, I’ll own the rest of her too.

“Feel good?” I tease, swiveling my hips and plowing into her again. Her head moves back, exposing her throat to my mouth. I bite my way down to her chest again.

Tension builds in my balls. I can’t wait. I can’t hold back.

“That’s right, baby, take it all. Take your reward. Promise me you’ll be my good girl. Promise me.”

She brings her dark eyes back to me, her lips puffy and red from our kiss.

“I promise.” She grabs my face. “I’ll be your good girl. I promise.”

“Come with me, Nicole. Come with me.” I flick her swollen, wet clit with my thumb, edging her to the cliff that I’m already dangling from.

My balls pull tight, my belly twists. Her pussy is too tight, too sweet to leave me with much control.

“Ah! Ah! Oh, fuck!” she screams, tossing her head to the side as her body unravels beneath me. Her pussy creams all over my cock as I slide in and out with feverish movements. She clamps her legs around my hips, still crying out with each wave of her orgasm.

“Nicole! Nicole!” I cry out just before I explode inside of her. Each pulsation of my release splashes my seed into her cunt. I thrust once more before the waves pull me under and I can only swim beneath the waves.

Slowly air comes back to my lungs and I look down at the gorgeous girl beneath me. Her smile is back, but it’s anything but innocent. I lean down, kissing her gently before slowly pulling free of her pussy.

Immediately, she starts to roll to the side, but I catch her hips and put her on her back.

“No. Stay.” I shake my head, sucking in a slow breath. A thin veil of sweat covers my forehead.

“You didn’t use a condom,” she says, trying again to get up.

“I said stay,” I tell her, giving her ass a quick slap before pulling her back down.

She turns her eyes on me, panic running through her expression. I shake my head at her and pat her leg.

“Come take a shower with me.” I back off the bed to my feet then yank her ankle until she’s at the edge of the bed. She’s laughing when I pluck her up to standing.

“A shower this early?” she chides me, gesturing to the window. The sun is barely casting a pink hue across the skyline.

“I have a meeting,” I tell her.

“Am I allowed to work today, or are you still being a caveman about that?” She works her shirt off as I turn the water in the shower on.

“You have a meeting this afternoon, too.” I tap her hip and open the shower door for her.

“What meeting?”

“With me and a judge. Then dinner at my dad’s place.”

Her smile drops a fraction. I think she’s forgotten what today is.

“It’s your wedding day, Nicole.”

Chapter 13

Nicole

It’s my wedding day.

Not that I ever really pictured my wedding day; a girl like me doesn’t dream about those sorts of things. We think more along the lines of where our next apartment will be. Will our dad come home from his business meeting with cuts and bruises, or worse, will he not come home at all? But on the occasions I did dare to think about my future, I didn’t exactly think I’d be standing in the office of Joseph Staszek’s house with a judge peering down at me and my fiancé.

Marrying anyone with real power never entered my mind. I figured I’d get my degree, get some job in a cubicle, and try to stay under the radar. I think it scared my father how much I wanted to get away from the way he lived. Outside in the world where he couldn’t protect me, it scared him. Which is probably why he had the misguided thinking of setting me up with Henry.

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