Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
I hear him moan again, and I squeeze my boob.
“Use your wetness on my cock.”
I smile, knowing he couldn’t resist.
I reach into my pants while he’s still palming his cock, watching me. I gather a nice amount of wetness on my finger, and as soon as I pull out he lifts up his sweatpants and I shove my hand inside, rubbing my juice all over him.
“When you’re ready to come tell me,” I start to move my hand up and down. “I’ll swallow.”
His mouth falls open, and he smiles.
“That feels better now, doesn’t it?” I tease.
“You know it does,” he grunts lowly. “Uh! Twist it! Like that!”
I giggle, watching him grind into my hand as I pump him.
We hit some turbulence, and he takes advantage of the plane’s rapid movement, thrusting his hips up hard. He leans over, and we start kissing.
“You’re about to make me come,” he kisses.
After one last peck I pull back. He lifts the blanket and I pull the front of his pants down before quickly wrapping my mouth around him, swallowing as he spills the contents of his balls down my throat.
I wake for our final descent, and after an hour car ride, Deb and Matt are greeting us in the hotel lobby, if you can even call that. This place is more like a castle, or a chateau, as they refer to it here, complete with a drawbridge over an actual moat.
We’re escorted to our room, and Matt and Deb follow, eager to see it, as each one is unique. The bellman opens our double doors, and I feel as though I’ve stepped back in time. The décor is stately and old, but all the conveniences are modern. A gorgeous fireplace and large canopy bed are in the center of the room, and I watch as Josh instructs the man in French on where to put our bags.
I explore the large bathroom with soaker tub, and open another door that leads to a walk in closet, before I head back into the main area, past the small sitting space and out onto the balcony. There are vines growing up the building, and on the terrace sits two chaises and an umbrella table. My jaw drops at the view, a well-manicured lawn and gardens that expand forever into the distance.
“Like?” Josh smiles, coming up behind me.
“Love!” I’m awestruck. “This place is amazing!”
“Guys!” Deb walks outside. “Come check out our room! It’s just down the hall. We view the lake!” She turns to me, “Then we can go shopping in the village!”
I don’t see Josh for the rest of the day. Not until dinnertime, and the following day brings much of the same. Deb has us going on a wine and cheese tasting, while Josh and Matt play golf.
At night, Josh and I are both so exhausted; we pass out on the plush bed without even saying a word.
Last night, I didn’t even get my robe off before I fell asleep.
The following day, the four of us head back into the village, to the most adorable, quaint courthouse I’ve ever seen. I’m not even sure this place has running water.
Matt and Deb have a short, but romantic ceremony, and afterwards, they stand in the middle of the courtyard, in front of a flowering fountain, while an artist paints a picture of them using just oils.
Afterwards, we all go back to the hotel for an over-the-top seven-course meal.
I have no idea the names of anything that I ate, but it all tasted amazing!
“For the new couple,” Josh holds out a wrapped box as we wait for dessert to be served.
“You didn’t have to get us anything!” Deb coos.
“Thanks,” Matt smiles.
“It was actually Luci’s idea,” he tells them as Deb rips the paper.
“I saw it when we were in the village the other day,” I explain. “I went back and told Josh, and he loved it, so we went and got them this morning.”
“Way to rat out it was a last minute gift,” he shoves me.
“The shopkeeper told me about them,” I watch as she stares at the goblets. “La Coupe de Marriage. It’s engraved. See?” I point out. “The newlyweds are supposed to toast with it,” I tell them, as Josh waves his hand, motioning for more wine. “It’s usually a family heirloom, so I figured it was a nice place to start!”
“This is so wonderful!” Deb practically has tears in her eyes. “And so unbelievably thoughtful!” She gets up from the table and comes around to give us both hugs.
Once dinner finishes, we say goodnight, but not before Deb hands us tomorrow’s itinerary.
My eyes blink a few times before I notice the time and dart up.
“Josh!” I shake him. “Wake up!”
“What?” He rolls to the other side.
“We’re late!” I shake him again. “Get up! Your sister is going to kill us!”