Page 113 of Don't You Dare Marry Me

The questions Warren had asked kept popping up in Abagail’s mind. The way he hadn’t known anything about the finances or the structure of the family funds and businesses and just exactly how the family had so much money. But he also wasn’t asking the questions to learn either. He’d simply assumed it would all still be there once he got married because of the confines Abagail had put on him months ago.

And the ones she still hadn’t quite lifted.

She ran her fingers through her hair, stepping into Nicola’s bedroom and pushing her dress off her shoulders. The fabric fell and pooled at her feet. She stepped out of it and reached behind her back to unhook the clasp of her bra. She threw a look over her shoulder, finding Nicola standing there, no longer clothed in her shirt, and a stunning set of nipple clamps hanging from each nipple, chained together.

“I see you were planning for tonight.”

“I told you I would,” Nicola said with a smirk. “Bend over.”

“Yes,” Abagail murmured, dragging her gaze from Nicola’s breasts to between her legs. Just what was she hiding under that mini skirt that she loved to wear any time they were going to play? Abagail’s mouth watered at just the thought.

Nicola ran just her fingertips over Abagail’s ass, tickling her until she reached under the elastic of her thong and snapped it against her hip. Abagail gasped, her pussy already tingling with anticipation. When the hell had that happened so fast?

In the last six months, Abagail hadn’t thought of anyone else. Not that she usually thought of specific people when she was in a fling with someone, but she did typically think about sex and how sex would be with someone else. But with Nicola, none of those thoughts had run through her brain. Every single encounter that she could dream up involved Nicola.

But Warren’s questions had sparked a small fear inside her, and it was one that Abagail needed to analyze before she made any decisions. And she didn’t want him to get his hands on her money, on everything that she’d worked so damn hard for that he would waste away in seconds.

The slap against her ass was sharp and bright. Abagail groaned, pressing her face into the bed and closing her eyes.

“Stop thinking about whatever’s distracting you, Abs. I’m here right now, and you should be focused on me.”

Abagail nodded. Nicola was right, of course. That was a part of why Abagail had come home so ready for this. She gripped the blanket, her fingers tightening in the fabric to keep her right where she wanted to be. Away from the family drama and right at Nicola’s hands and lips.

Nicola pressed that delicate mouth against Abagail’s ass, kissing right where she’d spanked. The contrast between the hard hit and the gentle kiss was Abagail’s undoing. She had to put everything she could into Nicola. She deserved it, and Abagail wanted to be the one who was going to make that happen for her.

Another slap.

“Abs, seriously, quit letting drama distract you.”

Except it wasn’t drama. It was resolution. Abagail lifted up on her elbows and looked over her shoulder. Nicola was completely naked now, save for the nipple clamps still attached to her breasts, and the strap. Abagail bit back her groan as she dropped her gaze down and then up Nicola’s body.

“Fuck me hard,” Abagail demanded. She wasn’t going to let anyone take this from her. She wanted Nicola, that much was clear. She just had to figure out exactly what she was going to do about it and when.

Nicola stepped closer, pushing her hand in between Abagail’s shoulder blades and pushing her down into the bed again. She spanked Abagail, and then she did it again and again. Her fingers were red hot coming in against Abagail’s skin. And each time they connected, Abagail groaned with anticipation and pleasure.

“Fuck me,” she said again.

“I love it when you beg.” Nicola dipped two fingers inside Abagail, and just that simple touch made Abagail’s knees go weak.

“I want you inside me,” Abagail whispered. Her entire body was a mess of anticipation. Sex with Nicola never did disappoint. And this was going to be no different than every other time they’d done this. “I wantyou.” She hoped Nicola could understand what she was saying without actually saying.

Nicola pressed against her ass, dragging her tongue down Abagail’s spine to the swell of her ass before she bit. Abagail cried out, a shock wave of pleasure rushing through her in an instant. Once that calmed slightly, she closed her eyes and kept her fingers tightly wrapped in the blanket. She wanted to touch herself so bad, to feel herself come, but she knew it’d be so much better if Nicola did it.

Nicola put one leg in between Abagail’s and parted her legs slightly. This was it. Abagail’s lips turned upward into a smile asthe toy added pressure right between her legs. She breathed in as Nicola inserted it, as she slid her hand around to tease Abagail’s clit. The move was slow at first, but then Nicola picked up pace.

Abagail clenched her eyes shut tight, shuddering as each wave of pleasure built up in her one after the other. She was already so close to bursting, but she focused on anything other than the sensations. She wanted to make this last.

Snaking her hand underneath Abagail’s chest, Nicola grabbed onto her breast and squeezed. She found Abagail’s hardened nipple and pinched it. Abagail cried out loudly, burying her face in the blankets to curve her back up and give Nicola some more space.

“I have so many plans for you tonight,” Nicola whispered against Abagail’s back, clutching her breast tightly. “Are you ready for a good fucking?”

“Y-yes,” Abagail answered, trying to concentrate on everything that was happening to her.

“I’m going to tie you up and make you come so many times you forget my name.”

Abagail shivered, pushing her ass back into Nicola’s body. The press of the toy inside her sent sizzles of pleasure raging through her. She bit her lip and clenched her eyes at the sensations. Her brain spun. Nicola had planned every second of their interaction tonight. They were so good for each other, weren’t they?

Abagail would never find someone else like Nicola. She had no doubt of that.

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