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“You feel so perfect,” I moan. She really is, and she continues to prove it. Erin shoves her tits in my face, and like a fish to a hook, I latch on. She knows me so well, I love her perfect tits.

“I love you,” she says as I suck on her left nipple.

I pull away just long enough to say, “I love you too.” Then I dive right back to her tits.

She rides me faster. My cock throbs even harder inside of her. I don’t want to take her tit out of my mouth to form full words, so I simply moan into her skin. She grabs the back of my head and pushes me deeper into her chest.

I wrap my hands around her back and instinctively dig my nails in. I’m sure I broke skin, but Erin giggles in delight. I’m close, like a dam, I can feel the pressure building up inside my groin.

The dam bursts and I explode inside her as I moan into her chest. I pull away from her tits and kiss her as a cool mountain wind blows past. I smile, it truly feels like we are one in this moment.

I slowly lay down in the grass on my back, and Erin lays on my chest. We lay silently, and look up at the beautiful night sky. I love this woman and I can’t wait to marry her.

56

ERIN

“Alittle to the left,” I say to myself.

The veil finally sits perfectly on top of my head. It flows down to my back, right underneath my bottom. The flowery border frames my face and matches with my dress.

The light washes in the private room. Everything’s painted white. The church organ plays in the background.

My little moment’s ruined by the noise outside. Sirens whip past the church, announcing to everyone that there’s an emergency. I can’t help but sigh a little.

We had to get married in a public place in the middle of the city instead. All to avoid my father and his men . At least, for now.

I pat down my dress when there's a knock on the door. Nate walks in.

“May I?” he asks.

I smile. “Of course.”

He stops for a second, taken aback by my appearance.

“You look so beautiful,” he says.

“You think so?”

He nods with a wide smile. “I can’t believe we get to actually see this day.”

“I’m not that bad, y’know?”

“You know what I mean. I never thought any of us would get married. I’m glad you’re the first one, my big sister.”

We hug each other tight. Emotions are running high already. To have my youngest sibling act so sweet is a gift in itself.

The hug breaks. I dab my eyes carefully to not ruin my makeup. Nate offers his arm to me and I take it.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I say.

We walk outside the room, steeping at the very entrance of the church. The audience gets up and the music starts. The typical Canon in D fills the large room. We start walking the aisle.

Everyone’s all smiles, enjoying this happy moment. One I wish I can share with my mother. But it doesn’t take away how much I’m glad to know I still have caring people around me.

I look around the crowd. All my friends from rehab are here. My eyes land on my sponsee, Maria, happy and well too. I’m so proud of her.

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