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vowed to do so. What I’m trying to say here, if it isn’t too much to ask, is that I want to throw an engagement party for us. I want to invite all of our friends as well as my business associates to come and celebrate with us. I just want the world to know that you’re mine.”
“ Is that all?” she murmured.
“ Yeah… that’s basically what I want for now. Yes.” Note the ‘ for now’ , my lovely Sienna, I thought in my head.
“ Then, let’s do it. I think that’s a genius idea. I want to tell all the bitches that are hoping to catch you that you belong to me and they should withdraw their claws because you’ve already chosen the future Mrs. Knightly.”
“ Mrs. Sienna Knightly.” I kissed her, drowning in the depths of her soul. “I love saying that, amore. One day, you shall be mine.”
“ I’m eternally yours, Knightly.”
Christ. I wasn’t going to last long when she looked at me like that; a mere glance with those seductive eyes and I immediately had a raging hard-on. Holding her much tighter, I whispered against her cheek, “Would it be wrong of us, if we left early?”
“ Yes! Everyone’s enjoying the party.”
“ I was, too, until you looked at me with those come-hither eyes and I instantly became rabid with the urgent need to bury my cock inside your hot folds; transporting me into a state of nirvana that only you can give me.” Dear me; the thought of it was making it rather difficult to breathe. I wanted—no, needed—to be with her. Now .
“ Blake!” Sienna groaned, startled by my words while we were on the dance floor pretending to dance.
“ Then let’s go somewhere secluded. I do promise not to prolong it if you’d r fancy a quick shag.” I subtlety brushed my thumb against her breasts, knowing how wanton she’d be by now.
“ You are impossible. Can’t we be like a normal couple for once? We always have sex,” Sienna chided before she tapped my hand to the side.
“ What’s wrong with a healthy, sexual appetite? Would you rather I turned into some bloody bore? Do you not like how I fuck you, amore?” I teased, pressing my hardened cock against her thigh, maddeningly. “Sienna, my cock is about to wage a war against your vagina in a few seconds. Give it another minute and it will want to conquer your ass, too. Now, wouldn’t that be lovely?” I expected her to scold me again, but I was surprised when she smiled at me.
“ I was wondering, actually, when you’d bring that particular subject up.” The wench pouted, blinking those gorgeous, long lashes of hers. “From what I recall, it drove you to one of your biggest orgasms yet, am I correct?”
BLOODY. HELL. “You are onto something, aren’t you, my lovely?”
The vixen fully emerged and what a damn sight it was to behold. There was no one—not one woman—I had ever met, that could suspend me into a rampant hormonal man; into a maniacal, nonsensical moron who needed to own this very woman. With Sienna by my side, my world was complete.
“ Tell me, caro, which hole is tighter? The one that grips you in a fierce hold, a sensation so overwhelmingly glorious that you don’t want it to end? Is it my pussy?” Sienna leaned over and kissed me playfully before whispering, “or is it my ass you want to rip apart?”
My nose flared. My blood boiled. My cock raged. My body was a furnace of burning desire and it was past the point where it could be dampened. The wench was going to let up or I bloody well would go Neanderthal on her. “Meet me in the coat check in five minutes,” I grit out, my tone showed how dead serious I was.
Sienna giggled, not taking my emergency as though it were a life or death situation, which it was, truly. “Poor Blakey-poo. Your little junior can survive another couple of hours, no? It’ll settle down, trust me. You just have to stop thinking about how tight I am…” Her eyes danced while she
“ Is that all?” she murmured.
“ Yeah… that’s basically what I want for now. Yes.” Note the ‘ for now’ , my lovely Sienna, I thought in my head.
“ Then, let’s do it. I think that’s a genius idea. I want to tell all the bitches that are hoping to catch you that you belong to me and they should withdraw their claws because you’ve already chosen the future Mrs. Knightly.”
“ Mrs. Sienna Knightly.” I kissed her, drowning in the depths of her soul. “I love saying that, amore. One day, you shall be mine.”
“ I’m eternally yours, Knightly.”
Christ. I wasn’t going to last long when she looked at me like that; a mere glance with those seductive eyes and I immediately had a raging hard-on. Holding her much tighter, I whispered against her cheek, “Would it be wrong of us, if we left early?”
“ Yes! Everyone’s enjoying the party.”
“ I was, too, until you looked at me with those come-hither eyes and I instantly became rabid with the urgent need to bury my cock inside your hot folds; transporting me into a state of nirvana that only you can give me.” Dear me; the thought of it was making it rather difficult to breathe. I wanted—no, needed—to be with her. Now .
“ Blake!” Sienna groaned, startled by my words while we were on the dance floor pretending to dance.
“ Then let’s go somewhere secluded. I do promise not to prolong it if you’d r fancy a quick shag.” I subtlety brushed my thumb against her breasts, knowing how wanton she’d be by now.
“ You are impossible. Can’t we be like a normal couple for once? We always have sex,” Sienna chided before she tapped my hand to the side.
“ What’s wrong with a healthy, sexual appetite? Would you rather I turned into some bloody bore? Do you not like how I fuck you, amore?” I teased, pressing my hardened cock against her thigh, maddeningly. “Sienna, my cock is about to wage a war against your vagina in a few seconds. Give it another minute and it will want to conquer your ass, too. Now, wouldn’t that be lovely?” I expected her to scold me again, but I was surprised when she smiled at me.
“ I was wondering, actually, when you’d bring that particular subject up.” The wench pouted, blinking those gorgeous, long lashes of hers. “From what I recall, it drove you to one of your biggest orgasms yet, am I correct?”
BLOODY. HELL. “You are onto something, aren’t you, my lovely?”
The vixen fully emerged and what a damn sight it was to behold. There was no one—not one woman—I had ever met, that could suspend me into a rampant hormonal man; into a maniacal, nonsensical moron who needed to own this very woman. With Sienna by my side, my world was complete.
“ Tell me, caro, which hole is tighter? The one that grips you in a fierce hold, a sensation so overwhelmingly glorious that you don’t want it to end? Is it my pussy?” Sienna leaned over and kissed me playfully before whispering, “or is it my ass you want to rip apart?”
My nose flared. My blood boiled. My cock raged. My body was a furnace of burning desire and it was past the point where it could be dampened. The wench was going to let up or I bloody well would go Neanderthal on her. “Meet me in the coat check in five minutes,” I grit out, my tone showed how dead serious I was.
Sienna giggled, not taking my emergency as though it were a life or death situation, which it was, truly. “Poor Blakey-poo. Your little junior can survive another couple of hours, no? It’ll settle down, trust me. You just have to stop thinking about how tight I am…” Her eyes danced while she
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