“Plan for many pleasures ahead,”I read. “Well, this one’s coming true.” She giggles as she breaks into her own one.
“In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities,”her eyes meet mine. “That’s deep,” she mutters.
And true. There’s no possibility of us not working.
I crack into my next one and read the small print.
“The one you love is closer than you think.”
Fuck me.
Am I in love with her? I don’t know the answer to that, not yet, but I know there will never be a time when I don’t want this woman.
Bella hasn’t made eye contact with me since I read that one.
That’s fine, baby. Neither of us are ready to address that yet.
“Eat pineapple—” she snorts, laughter taking over as she drops the piece of paper to the table.
Is she fucking with me right now?I reach out and pick up the paper she dropped when she doubled over in laughter. Looking down I read the quote out loud.
“Eat pineapple to have a sweeter life.”I laugh out loud, unable to believe what I’ve just read. If I hadn’t placed the order myself, I’d think my little brat had planned this. “I guess I better eat my pineapple, then.” Still laughing, I scoop her into my arms and carry her into the bedroom.
I throw her onto the bed, my hands already reaching for the fly of my slacks.
“Start stripping, baby girl. Now,” I order.
“Are you going to fuck me again?” she asks as her clothing starts to fly. My little brat is desperate.
“No,” I smirk.
“What? Why?” I swear if she wasn’t on her knees on the bed right now, she would have stamped her foot. She’s fucking adorable.
“Because you’re still sore, and I told you I need you to heal first.” She’s about to start arguing with me, so I quickly continue. “I will be fucking your throat, though, and you will be coming on my tongue.”
“Oh.”
“Have you ever done a sixty-nine before?”Please say no.She shakes her head at me. “Ever given a blowjob?” Again, just a head shake. “Fuck, baby, what have you done?”
“Not much,” she mutters, “just — you know — hand stuff.”
“Hand stuff?” I question.
“Yeah, a hand job and fingering,” she blurts, like she won’t say it unless she does it quickly.
“Fuck, you’re so innocent. I can’t wait to corrupt you.” Her eyes darken, her pupils are blown and her breaths are shallow. She likes the thought of me making her mine in every way.
“Once you’re naked, I want you flat on your back with your head hanging off the edge.” She visibly shudders at my words, she’s so responsive. “I’m going to fuck your face, while mine is buried in your cunt.”
We strip the remaining items of clothing off our bodies and she maneuvers herself into position, her throat arched beautifully off the end of the bed. I trace my finger over the skin of her neck.
“How much do you think you can take before you gag, baby?”
Bella
I bite my lip to hide the smile that wants to take over my face. I may not have ever gone down on a man before, but I have definitely discovered I don’t have a gag reflex.
Reed’s cock is intimidating, though. I don’t have much to compare it to, but I’m pretty sure they don’t all come that big. If anything is going to make me gag, his cock will do it.
