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    b“/bbI /bassume you and your husband got to know each other well?b” /bPapa asked when we were in the car after the Varkas had seen

    us off.

    “bYes/b, Papa. I got to know how he tasted and the sexy as bsin /bsounds he makes when he’s cumming. Oh! And he’s the caring kind that takes care of his woman after. Isn’t that lovely, Papa?”

    But what kind of daughter will I be if that were my answer?

    So instead, what I answered was, “Yes, Papa. It was a pleasure to get to know him.”

    Papa smiled, and my chest clenched in response.

    He held my hand in his, interlocking our fingers. I rested my head on his shoulder, inhaling deeply, smiling softly. It was just the two of us in this car. Madea wasn’t so thrilled when he told her he was going to ride back to the hotel with me, and the look on her face was damn satisfying.

    “So? What do you think of him?”

    What did I think of him? I think he was dangerous because of how my body reacted to him. I think I wanted him to pin me down and m his huge cock into me. I was still wet, my nipples still hard, my head cloudy. And I wanted to get to the hotel room so I could do exactly what I said to Kade and put off this fire burning in my core.

    “I think he’s a man worthy of joining our family,” I answered like the perfect daughter that I was.

    “So I assume that means you’re looking forward to this marriage?”

    “Indeed. I can’t wait, Papa.”

    I can’t wait for the wedding night. Let’s hope I didn’t go crazy before then. It would be a shame, really.

    We reached the hotel, and I bid Papa good night, waved Gianna off when she said she would help me settle for the night, and ignored Madea.

    I took the elevator up to the floor where we were staying, ignoring every single soul around me. I was burning, it felt like my cells were on fire. And by the time I got to my room, I was panting.

    I threw my purse on the floor, my heels and dress following. I was about to take off my underwear and get straight to business, but bI /bremembered what I said to Kade.

    The first step would be humping my pillow.

    I smiled as I walked to the bed, climbing on it. I was going to do everything exactly the way I told him. The thought of reying everything to him and seeing how he would react sent a shiver down my spine. Will he just stare nkly at me? Or will his lifeless eyes grow heated? It was a shame I couldn’t see his face as he climaxed.

    I grabbed a pillow, sitting on top of it with my underwear still on. I moved my hips slowly, back and forth, not rushing, letting the pleasure build.

    The sensation of my clit rubbing against the pillow was mind–numbing, but that wasn’t what made me moan. It was the thought of Kade. I thought of his broad shoulders, and the movements of my hips picked up. I grind back and forth, pressing my clit into the pillow.

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    I paused bto /btake off my underwear, wanting to feel the pillow on my bare clit. I grabbed my breasts bas /bbI /bstarted moving again. squeezing them and moving my hips in circles.

    Kade’s hands came to mind, and I thought of how hard they looked. I imagined how they would feel on my body. Will they be rough? Or gentle? How would they feel between my legs? His fingers were long and slender, elegant. I bet they would feel good in me.

    A moan spilled out of my lips, and I leaned forward, nting my palms on the bed and bending over. I threw my hips on the pillow, bouncing my ass and moaning loudly.

    “Kade,” I moaned, fucking the pillow, my hips moving fast now, bouncing on the pillow, my clit pping against it. I stopped bouncing and instead just grind on it, grabbing the pillow and pressing it to my core even though I bwas /balready close enough.

    “Ahh,” I moaned, pressing myself to it the more I moved. “Ah, Kade, it feels so good. More. bPlease/b, give me more.”

    And fuck, it felt really good. I have never felt this good when humping a pillow before. I felt oversensitive about what I bwas /bdeing, how my folds parted anytime I thrust my hips, and how the side of the pillow slipped between them. How my clit would rub harshly against the pillow, causing the sweetest of sensations.

    “Kade,” I moaned loudly. “Ah, just like this. Just like that, baby. Please don’t stop. Ugh, I’m so closeb./bb” /b

    I was. So damn close. I humped the pillow harder and faster, my moans growing louder the closer I got to cumming.

    “Yes, right here! Ah! I’m cumming!”

    I cried out, the sound raw and desperate, as my climax ripped through me with merciless force. My body shook, my head thrown back as I came brutally, still humping the pillow, and I didn’t stop until my climax was done.

    I slump forward, my breathing heavy, my eyes closed.

    If I were someone normal, I would have showered and called it a day. But I wasn’t normal, so of course I didn’t stop there, I didn’t even rest. I had told my husband–to–be that I was going to fuck myself with my fingers.

    So I stood up and moved to the bathroom with my legs shaking. I waited for the water to heat before I turned on the shower. I gasped as the water poured down on me.

    I didn’t start fucking myself right away. No, that would be too boring. Instead, I yed with my breasts, rubbing and squeezing them, pinching my nipples until I was moaning.

    It was only then that I started fuckiing myself.

    I slipped in three fingers at once, thrusting them in and out, imagining Kade was behind me, imagining it was his fingers that were in me. He was whispering sweet nothings into my ears, telling me all the things he wanted to do, how he wanted to

    bruin /bme.

    I came with bhis /blips on my name, this climax more intense than the first.

    After that, I washed myself clean, moving to the bed with my eyes half closed. I was asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

    That night, I didn’t have any nightmares, and I slept peacefully for the first time in a long time.

    The next day, towards the evening, I received amazing news.

    The date of the wedding has been pushed up.

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