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“I love you,” I whisper as I bring my lips to her ear and her body gives a gentle shiver in response.
Four Months Later
Jade
Ilook at the dress hanging on my closet door. Cora and Ryder’s wedding is today, and as my fingers touch the black lace, I already know this wedding is going to be a completely different scene from my sister’s wedding a few weeks ago. The only similarity will be having Fifty by my side.
We’ve spent almost every waking second together since we decided we both still wanted more. Okay, maybe I’m exaggerating. He’s still been spending time with his boys and handling club business as usual, and I’ve been taking my classes and teaching a pole class twice a week. But the rest of our time is together, and I can’t even begin to explain how happy I am.
He even spent a full week in Georgia with me before Ali’s wedding so that I could help with last minute details. And I can’t believe how well it went. Mom and Dad accepted him completely. Dad even took him to some whiskey and cigar bar, which was an unexpected surprise. I have no idea what they talked about, but Fifty came back with a smile on his face and said he had a good time.
And damn if I didn’t have the best-looking date at the wedding. Seeing him in a suit and tie, with tiny bits of ink peeking out from under his button up shirt. He was drool worthy, and I watched as every one of my sister’s friend’s jaws dropped as they caught a glimpse of him.
Today will definitely be different. He’ll be wearing a new pair of black jeans and his worn leather cut, along with the rest of the boys as they roll into the ceremony on their bikes. Cora picked a beautiful venue. It looks like a life-sized fairy garden, and I’m sure it will be even more magical with twinkle lights strung up and the neon sign shining with the words “till death do us part.” She’ll be wearing a beautiful white gown, and she requested that all other women attending wear either black or gray.
“You’re gonna look so fuckin’ fine in that,” Fifty’s deep voice announces smoothly as he steps into the bedroom behind me.
I turn, finding a cocky grin tugging at his lips. Droplets of water still running down his tattooed torso and the damp towel clinging low on his waist have me chewing on my bottom lip. A deep pulse runs through my core and I’m instantly wet.
“Damn, baby. Keep lookin’ at me like that and we won’t make it to the wedding,” he chuckles.
“What if I promise to be quick,” I flash a playful smile back, watching his eyes go wide.
“Shit. Have I told you yet today how much I love you?” he asks as I move closer.
“But I love you more,” I whisper as I pull the towel away from his hips, letting it fall in a small pile on the floor.
His hardened length is ready and waiting for me as my fingers curl around him. I lift to my toes and place a soft kiss to his lips before dropping to my knees.
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Fifty
Her plump lips curl around me as she begins to gently suck. Watching her take me deep has me right at the edge in an instant. I let my fingers twist in her hair as the muscles in my legs immediately start to burn.
“Damn, darlin’,” my words break roughly as I brush the back of her throat, but she keeps steady.
So. Fucking. Perfect.
“Fuuuck,” I growl, spilling deep in her mouth and coating her tongue. She holds me in her warmth, swallowing every last drop before finally releasing me.
She takes my hand, allowing me to lift her easily from the floor. She turns, reaching for a small water bottle sitting on her bedside table. I watch as she tips it back, taking a long drink as she washes down the rest of me. I suddenly feel the urge to pound on my chest and scream from the rooftop that this woman belongs to me. But a better idea comes to mind as I step up behind her, letting my still semi-hard dick press against her smooth round ass.
“My turn. Lie down on the bed,” I breathe against her ear.
“But we need to start getting ready,” she tries, but I need more of her.
I lift my palm to rest on her flat stomach, inching slowly down beyond her panty line. A soft breath breaks from her lips as my fingers slide easily into her tight slit, and I know she wants more too.
“Lie down for me, sweetheart,” I request again. “I’m putting my head between these thighs and licking this sweet pussy until you come for me,” I add with an easy grin.
Her body trembles at my words. Between this reaction and her already pooling wetness, I know it won’t take long before she’s coming on my tongue.
She settles on the bed and I drag her panties down, pulling them from her ankles and tossing them over my shoulder. Dipping my head, I inhale deeply, pulling in her sweet scent before touching my lips to her inner thigh. A soft giggle falls from her lips as I kiss a short trail towards her soft center.
My tongue runs up and over her glistening slit and her fresh juices coat my lips as I begin to devour her. Her hips lift slightly as she works with me, and I plunge my tongue deep into her slick opening. Her fingers grasp at the blankets and she moans loudly as a sweet wave floods my mouth.
“Mmmm,” I ravenously suck at her soft folds, lapping up every drop.