Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23710 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
“The most beautiful bride in the world. I’m a lucky man.”
“So she loves you?”
“Umm…” I hesitate and think it over. “Not yet?”
“Why not?” He makes things seem so simple.
“I don’t know. But I think she’s been listening to gossip.”
He shrugs and looks away. “Then you should tell her the truth.”
“She doesn’t seem eager to listen.”
“Well, you know what that means.” He hops off the stool, and I grab the back of his shirt to stop him from leaving.
“What? What does it mean?”
“You have to show her. Isn’t that what you’re always telling me? Show people who you are with your actions, not just with your words.”
I smile down at him and shake my head. “You’re smarter than I give you credit for, little man.” I grab the plate of cookies off the counter and put them in his hand. “Go take these up to your sister.”
“Later,” he calls out before he and his tutor leave the kitchen.
I walk outside and sit down next to the pool as I take out my phone. I’ve had Amelia’s number for a while now, but I was hoping she would eventually give it to me and I wouldn’t have to use it before then. She seemed eager to have the masked stranger at the ball, so maybe it’s something she needs to get out of her system to make the playing field even. If she thinks I’ve been fucking everything that walks all this time, she’s sorely mistaken. But if she wants to have a little adventure before I take her down the aisle, then I can give her some excitement.
Her brother and little sister weren’t at the house today, and although I didn’t get a full tour, I’ve got an idea of how the house is laid out. She mentioned in passing that she and her siblings lived in the east wing, so why not pay her a visit?
Taking out my phone, I send a quick text to Amelia.
Me: Hello kitten
Amelia: Who is this?
Me: How can you forget me so quickly? I thought I made quite the impression before you ran away from me.
Amelia: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Me: Don’t worry, our little secret is safe. If…
Amelia: “If” what?
Me: If you let me have another taste.
There’s a long moment that passes, but eventually she responds.
Amelia: I’m engaged.
Me: Engaged isn’t married. Let me have one more taste before you say I do.
Amelia: This is wrong.
Me: It didn’t feel wrong to me. It felt really fucking right.
Amelia: I should say no.
Me: Tell you what…leave your balcony doors open tonight and go to sleep. Maybe you’ll have a really good dream.
Amelia: I don’t even know you.
Me: Let me taste you, kitten. I’m so hard for it. Just one more time, I promise.
Amelia: And what if I leave my balcony doors closed?
Me: I guess we’ll have to find out, won’t we?
Amelia: I guess we will.
I lean back in my chair and place my phone in my lap. God, how can I be so fucking jealous that she wants this masked person when it’s actually me? She’ll let me eat her pussy if she doesn't know who I am? Fuck, I am hard and dying for a taste. This afternoon was a cock tease, and I’ve been in pain ever since.
If she lets me in her room tonight and I eat her pussy, what else will she let me do? Could I sneak some more cum into her, so that she has no chance of running? Today when she talked about not being able to go through with it, I started to panic. If she’s pregnant with my baby, she’ll have no choice but to marry me. Even if she thinks it’s someone else.
My grip on the phone is so tight, my knuckles turn white. Why am I so mad at the thought of her getting pregnant by someone else—when the other fucking person is ME! God, she drives me crazy to where I can’t think straight.
Okay, tonight it’s happening. I’ll sneak into her room and then tease her until she lets me put some cum in her. Even if she won’t let me fuck her fully, I’ll get it in there. Then maybe if she won’t let me have her pussy, I can try for her ass.
Fuck, I’m going to have to jerk off before I go over there.
Pushing out of the chair, I stomp back into the house and up to my room. I can’t wait until my house is finished and I can fuck my bride in peace. It won’t be long now. And it won’t be long until I’ve tied her to me so there’s no escape.
When I get to my room, I lock the door behind me and go straight to the bathroom. I hold on to the counter of the sink with one hand while I quickly pull my cock out with the other. I grab some lotion off the counter and hurry to put it on my dick. I close my eyes tight and think of Amelia today and how she looked up at me, when my fingers went into her panties.