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“Sebastian, he didn’t mean it,” I said, talking about Miguel.
“Sometimes things are great between us, but other times I’m just the guy who takes care of him when his real dad isn’t around.” Sebastian takes off his glasses and throws them on his desk with a heavy sigh.
“You’re a great dad, and he loves you. It’s just hard for him to understand right now,” I said quietly. “Who wouldn’t love the great Sebastian Devereux?” I said with a wink.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Pumpkin,” Sebastian says with a laugh. “Thank you for making my life so full.”
His hand brushes my cheek, and his eyes are blue to green as they look into mine. There was no sound as we both admired each other. Sebastian has always been beautiful, but as he gets older, he looks even better. His hair is now a mix of grey and brown, and his jawline is more defined. I moved my legs so I could straddle him, and he put his hands behind my a*s and held them there.
“Mr. Devereux, I’ve been a very, very bad girl.” I whispered in his ear and bit his neck a little.
“I need to be punished.”
Sebastian moved so quickly that he picked me up by the thighs and put me on his desk. We both started to take off our clothes. He took off his tie and tied it around my hands. He cleared everything off his desk before laying me back on it. He kissed me all over while holding my tied hands above my head. I arch my back when he gets to my lady part.
He whispered, “I’m going to break you tonight,” against my p***y, and my breathing got faster. His dirty talk was making me even more wet than I already was.
“Stop talking and do it.” My voice was shaky. I was so full of l**t that I could barely talk.
Sebastian’s lips were on my clit, and his hands were holding down my hips, which were trying to rise up. He pushed his tongues deep into me, and my body began to shake. His mouth kept moving violently on my bottom lip, which was between my legs. My legs were around his neck, and my hands kept trying to break free from the tie, but they couldn’t.
He moaned and moaned until he finally hit the spot, and I screamed in pure joy. He licked his lips before putting them on mine, and I could taste myself on him.
He picked me up and untied my hands, only to tie them back up again, this time behind my back.
“You’re so hot, it’s driving me crazy.” He touches my neck and makes me moan.
“I don’t want to be able to walk tomorrow,” I whispered.
He hit me hard, and my hands were behind my back. As he thrusts into me, my legs wrap around his waist.
“Don’t stop,” I said, running out of breath.
His hand was around my neck, not too hard, but just right. He goes in and out of me without stopping, making it hard for me to breathe. I enjoyed every single second of it. He pulled my leg up against his side and thrust harder and harder, hitting my g-spot with each thrust. I kept moaning and yelling, and I slowly turned my head in pleasure. He held me by the back and the leg. Every time we moved roughly, his desk squeaked.
He mumbled, “so tight.” At that point, we both reached our peak. I put my head on his chest as he fell apart inside me. We were both out of breath and sweaty.
“Does this mean we’re having twins?” He laughs softly as he unties my hands.
I put my hands on his chest, which was wet. “No,” I said, and I laughed. I wanted more because his d**k was still inside me.
He says in a warm voice, “You’re so beautiful,” and his nose rubs against mine.
I whispered into his ear, “Thank you, papi.”
Sebastian runs his hand down to my breasts and grips my left one roughly. “You want me to f**k you all over again, my little Pumpkin.”
I gasped and bit my bottom lip.
“Fill me up,” I said in a sexy way.
Sebastian kisses me and says, “I love you.” He kissed me slowly and passionately, and his lips felt great on mine like they always do.
“I love you more,” I said between kisses.
 
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I saw the crowd come together, and my nerves were getting the best of me. Naomi made us have an outdoor wedding in December, but thank god it was snowing. I had my blonde hair pinned up in a curly bun, and some loose strands framed my face perfectly. I looked down at my wedding ring and thought about how he proposed to me a few weeks after he took my ring to have his name carved into it.
“Are you ready, Pumpkin?” my dad says as he walks in with my mum in his arms.
My mum started to cry as she looked me up and down. The back of my ivory sheath dress was shaped like a V and came up just above my b**t. I put on some n**e lip gloss to make my makeup look more interesting.
My mom hits my dad’s chest and cries, “You look beautiful.” “Doesn’t she?” My mum gave him a dangerous look that told him to say something nice about me.
“Of course. She looks just like you, sweetheart.” My dad whispers to my mom while kissing her. I turned away to look for my mother’s lacey veil.
I saw it on the chair behind me, and my dad came over to me.
“Can I?” my dad asks.
I nodded a little, and he gently pushed a strand of my hair behind my shoulder and put the veil over my head. He put it over my face and then kissed my cheek softly.
“Thanks, Daddy,” I said quietly.