Page 44 of Four-ever Single

She sighed heavily, ready to give up, but I wasn’t having it.

“Look, Bella, we both know you’re already wet and ready for me. We also know that we’re not having sex for six more nights. But there’s no need for you to be frustrated when I can take care of your needs right now. I can give you the release you need; I’m just asking for one little thing in return.”

“Fine,” she said, blowing out a frustrated breath. “But I need my phone for this.”

I frowned as I pulled back enough for her to reach into her pocket to pull it out. She slid her finger across the screen to unlock it, then turned it to face me a few seconds later.

My heart began to race as I stared at the picture of Bella wearing my turnout pants and suspenders with a black lace bodysuit-looking thing underneath. I had no idea what it was called, but my dick grew harder at the lowcut, plunging neckline that showed her plump, full breasts in all of their glory. The fabric was sheer, showing enough of her nipples while still leaving some to the imagination.

She grinned as she pulled her phone away and tucked it back into her pocket.

“Happy?” she asked, resting her arms around my neck.

“I’m going to see how much it costs to buy a set to keep at home. We’re fucking playing firefighter as soon as we say I do, Bella. I don’t care who’s there, I don’t give a fuck about cutting cake or tossing garters. I want to chase your sweet pussy up a tree and rescue her.”

“Mmm,” she moaned, closing her eyes as I rubbed my cock against her.

“I wish I could touch you to feel how fucking wet you are right now.”

I rocked harder against her, working to find the perfect position to stimulate her clit. It was challenging with clothes on, but I respected her wishes and wasn’t going to try to manipulate her to get around them. We were both horny and sexually frustrated, but at least I could take care of her now and then deal with mine later in the privacy of my own home.

“After we say our vows and finish all the legal stuff, I’m going to toss you over my shoulder and bring you right back to this room, where I’ll sit you on that desk and eat your pussy.”

She moaned louder, getting closer. I knew the dirty talk was getting to her as much as it was me.

“Then, after I’ve finished, I’m going to hike your wedding dress up and fuck you from behind the way you like it, Bella. I’m gonna pound your pussy so hard you won’t be able to take all of my cock. When I’m done, you’ll be ruined for any other man. No other cock will ever be good enough.”

“Yes, Jones!” she cried out, nails digging hard into my skin through the fabric of my shirt.

“God, Bella, when I can finally come inside you, you’re going to be dripping my cum for days. It’ll be running down your legs, unstoppable, letting every man know you’re mine. That I’ve marked you.”

Her breathing grew quicker, and I knew she was right on the brink. I pressed harder where she needed and began to thrust against her clit, giving her the friction to send her over the edge.

“This pussy is mine, Bella. I lick it. I eat it. I fuck it. I will own it as of Saturday. No one else will ever touch it again, baby. Not even you.”

I felt her squeeze my waist as her legs tightened around me as she came undone. Her head fell back while she tried to calm her breathing, giving me the perfect opportunity to kiss her neck the way I knew she liked.

When it came to Bella, her happiness was mine, and I would do whatever it took to give it to her.

Twenty-Seven

Bella

“We’re all finished up here. Do you guys want to grab some dinner?” Kensy asked, holding Capshaw’s hand as Jones and I joined them in the kitchen.

I felt her curious eyes on me as she likely noticed the flush of color on my face or that my hair was likely a mess from being rubbed against the door.

“Umm, what do you want to do?” I asked Jones, turning to look at him.

“Dinner sounds good to me if you want to go.”

I smiled, forgetting for a second that Kensy was still waiting for my answer as I stared up at his handsome face, taking in his features.

“Ahem,” Kensy said, clearing her throat.

“Oh, right,” I giggled, turning back to them. “Sure, sounds great. Where do you guys want to go?”

Kensy looked at Capshaw and then back at us.

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