Page 131 of By Invitation Only
I took her ankles and flipped her on to her stomach. “With your cum.”
She stopped protesting, and I yanked her leggings and knickers down, revealing her bare arse. I decided I didn’t want to use my belt as I spanked her. No, I wanted to use my hand, needing to feel her skin beneath my palm as it tingled when it made contact.
“Lift your hips.” As soon as she did, my hand came down and she hissed. “Did it hurt?” Peyton shook her head, and I did it again. As I made contact with her arse, lust tore through my entire body. This was my girl. No matter what new thing I exposed her to, she trusted me.
“You like that?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Tell me what it feels like.”Smack.
“It’s… It’s making my pussy tingle,” she panted.
I ran my hand through her slit. “And you’re wet, baby.”
She moaned in response, and I spanked her two more times before I pushed my trousers down to release my dick, and then slid into her. Images of the first time we were together entered my mind as I grabbed a fist full of her long, chestnut hair. This time she wasn’t bound to restraints, but I still wanted to plow into her hard. She titled her head back, her back bowing, and the red mark on her arse made me go wild. I thrust into her, the bed creaking as it slammed into the wall. Yeah, I definitely wanted to do this for the rest of my life. My pace quickened, and before I knew it, we were both coming, groaning our releases and left sated.
“Are you going to roll your eyes at me again?” I asked, pulling out.
“Maybe.” Peyton smirked, looking over her shoulder at me.
“Good because I love your arse.” I watched as my cum leaked from her pussy, and it did nothing but make me hard again.
“I hereby declare…” I started, holding my right hand up and not lowering it until the oath was complete.
After all was said and done, and I had my very own U.S. flag on a stick, we left to celebrate. It was definitely a big day. For years I felt as though I was a citizen, but now I was a permanent one and I no longer needed a Green Card. I felt—relieved. Thankful, grateful and happy. After the ceremony, we all went to dinner at a steakhouse in Beverly Hills, ordered the best wine and laughed until our cheeks hurt.
Definitely a good day.
“So, since Booker’s a U.S. citizen now and we’re all here,” Carrie announced. “Taylor and I have some news.”
I looked to Peyton who was sitting next to me, and then back to Carrie as she and Taylor stood.
“Of course, this will be later once everything is finalized with Book, but,” Carrie raised her left hand from her pocket. “Taylor and I are getting married!” Peyton, Amelia,andLorelei screeched and rushed to her.
I watched as the five women all exchanged hugs, and then I made my way over to Carrie to congratulate her. “Congratulations,wife.”
“Thank you,husband.”
“Since Iamyour husband, it’s only right for me to give you away at your wedding.”
Carrie’s eyes were glassy. “I’d like that.”
