Page 131 of Merciless Monster

“You did a good job, mommy. He looks adorable.”

“I know,” I smile, proud as punch.

“I’m going to join the other men. Will you be alright to come on your own?”

“Of course.”

Dante comes closer so he can kiss me.

“You look very sexy,” I note as he wraps his arms around me.

“Oh, this old thing,” he grins.

“Nothing like a man in a suit,” I tease some more.

“Woman, if you don’t let go of me, this very expensive suit will be a crumpled mess on the floor in a few minutes,” he coos, his eyes heavy with desire.

“So, no quickie for the best man’s plus one then?” I purr.

“Woman, you are more lethal than a Sicilian with a grudge,” he says and places my hand over his erection to prove his point.

“I’ll be quick,” I whisper in a husky tone brimming over with lust.

“I’ll be quicker,” he says, lifts me off my feet, and props me up between his body and the wall.

“Careful,” I pant. “It took great effort to fix my hair. Don’t mess it up.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he says as he unzips his pants, and frees his engorged penis.

I take a hold of him and stroke while he pulls aside my panties.

“Ah, so wet and warm,” he breathes into my ear.

“All for you, my queen.”

It’s a quickie, alright. Not that I mind—eleven out of ten for intensity.

“All that, and my hair still looks fabulous,” I pant while I check the mirror and Dante zips up his pants.

“I’d better get out of here before Elio calls a search party.”

“Is he nervous?” I laugh.

“Like a slab of chocolate in a room where PMS reigns.”

“Haha.”

“See you in the church, gorgeous,” Dante says and gives me a quick peck on the cheek.

“See you later.”

My lover gives me one last lusty grin, and then he’s gone.

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“Lisa looked so beautiful. What a dress.”

“She did.”

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