Page 29 of Pulling Heartstrings

“You’re not asking me, are you?”

“Nope.”

“Good.” I throw myself at him and he catches me before falling back on the floor in the pile of rose petals. Then I have a thought and sit up. “Did you ask my parents?”

“I did. Not that it mattered.”

“What did they say?” I don’t think my mom would care because I’m pretty sure she suspects how I feel about Aspen. It’s Fraser I worry about.

“They said it was about damn time.” Aspen grins and now I’m smiling too. This man is my whole world. “Happy Valentine’s Day, princess.”

Epilogue

ASPEN

“Shhh, be quiet,” I whisper in Mina’s ear as I grip her hips from behind.

“I’m trying,” she moans and spreads her legs wider.

It’s our wedding day so it’s not like this wasn’t bound to happen. I just planned on doing this after the ceremony was over. But one look at her in that damn dress and all bets were off. Seeing her tits swollen and barely fitting in the dress when they did a few months ago made my cock ache. Only our immediate family know she’s pregnant but I have a feeling the cat is going to be out of the bag once the audience gets a good look at her.

“Fuck, you’re so wet,” I grunt and thrust in again. “You’re softer too.” It’s all I can do not to nut in her after two pumps but I can feel she’s getting closer and I hold off. “Shit, don’t do that.”

Her pussy clenches around my dick and then she has the audacity to push her ass back for more.

“Please, Aspen. I’m so close.”

“Goddamn it, princess.” I close my eyes tight and grind against her as her pussy grips me like a fist. She’s so warm and slick that every inch of my dick is throbbing with need and I won’t last much longer.

“That’s it,” she hisses, and the next thing I know she’s forcing me to cum with her.

I bang my fist against the wall as she milks my cum out of me in waves. I forget all about being quiet or the two hundred guests we’ve got waiting for us a short distance away. We’re in the back of the church in a closet but it’s not like it’s exactly private.

I’m not sure if she’s louder than I am because all I hear is the blood pumping in my ears. It’s a hot rush and when it’s over we’re both panting for breath.

“That’s all your fault,” I tell her and then I reluctantly pull out of her warmth. I can see I’ve left a trail of cum between her thighs and I grin as I take her panties and tuck them into my pocket.

“My fault.” Mina looks shocked as she lowers her dress and tries in vain to smooth out all the wrinkles we just put in it. “You’re the one that saw my tits and went crazy.”

“Exactly. It’s your fault for having such magnificent tits.” I pull her close then bury my face in her cleavage and lick between them.

“Scoundrel!” she teases and I smile.

“You love it.” I kiss her lips, this time going slower and softer. “And I love you.”

“I love you too,” she says back and then there’s a loud banging on the door.

“If you two are finally finished in there we’re all waiting,” someone says on the other side of the door and Mina’s eyes widen.

“It’s Ryan,” she hisses.

At first I think about killing him but he’s here because he must have heard me fucking my almost-wife and that feels like a win for me. At least it’s not my aunt, or worse, my uncle coming to tell us to get a move on.

“We’ll be right out,” I say through the door and Mina lets out a nervous giggle.

“I can’t believe we just had sex in a church,” She tells me while straightening my bowtie.

“I think being pregnant before the wedding might cancel that out,” I tease, and she rolls her eyes.

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