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Weddings suck. At least they suck if you’re single and too scared to mingle.
“I need both of you to consent, mi rosa, because this isn’t going to be a night that either of you will forget. Scarlet might have given you the courage to make it this far, but it’s Amelia I’m going to be fucking. It’s Amelia who will be screaming for more.”
“You are fucking beautiful, Scarlet,” he says, taking in my slight shudder. “I can’t wait to claim every inch of you.”
“When I make you come, I want to hear you cry out my real name. Drake.”
“No need to be shy about it, mi rosa. I love how wet you are, and the feeling is entirely mutual. My cock is so hard, I might come while I’m eating your pussy.”
“Why would I give a single fuck about that? I already know you’re going to taste amazing. Eating pussy is my favorite part of sex. I can’t wait to feel you come on my face.”
But just for tonight, I can be Charlie. A guy who has normal relationships with women, who likes to cuddle and spoon after sex, rather than Drake James—workaholic kinky fucker with raging commitment issues.
“To new beginnings. May the best day of your past be the worst day of your future.”
For an allegedly intelligent woman, I am a complete fucking idiot.
I tell Nathan I’m going to rejoin our father and brothers in the dining room. I’m not doing that, of course. I’m about to do something macho and stupid.
“So you don’t want me, but no one else can have me, is that it? You don’t want to touch me, but nobody else can either?”
“Tell your boss he doesn’t need to give me a ride home to make himself feel better about being a coldhearted asshole. I’m a big girl, and I can take care of myself.”
“Because you’re mine, Amelia. Don’t you understand that yet? You don’t get to drive me crazy every second of every fucking day and then go on a date with some jackass who works for me. In fact, you don’t get to go on a date with anyone. Ever.”
“All I can think about is how good your tight cunt feels when I sink my cock into you, like we were made to fit each other. Your smile is the only goddamn thing I see when I close my eyes. You are the air that I breathe. You are everything and everywhere, and I can’t go one more single fucking day without touching you.”
I try not to let my completely irrational anger show on my face, but I guess I fail because she rolls her eyes. “Women are allowed condoms now, you know. It’s not 1950.” I rub my nose along her jawline, and jealous heat coils in my chest. When the fuck did I become this guy? “I know that. But I hate the thought of you ever wanting to use them with anyone but me.” She wraps her arms around my neck, her lips twitching with a smirk. Looks like my girl enjoys it when I’m possessive. “Well, I didn’t and I don’t. The girls bought them for me after my divorce, and the box is still sealed. Satisfied?”
“I’m sure I’m going to eat your pussy until you scream this entire apartment building down.” He presses a kiss at the base of my throat. “And when I’m done, you’re going to ride me like my good fucking girl.”
