She is Grace
1098 Words
My skirt rode up, exposing my ass as I had on a thong.
"You didn't say Grace at breakfast," he glowered as he slapped my butt.
"I've never said grace in my life!" I gasped.
he turned me around and pulled something out from the corner of the matress.
"What are those?" I asked.
"Cuffs, Lay down on the bed," He ordered.
I laid back and felt the coolness of metal around my ankles and then wrists.
"Just say red if you need me to stop," He murmered before kissing my ankle.
He kissed his way up my leg. Once he reached my inner thigh, he ripped my skirt, and the cotton fabric easily gave way beneath his grip.
"f**k!" I gasped in anticipation.
But to my disappointment, he kept moving.
he kissed up my belly to my chest where he tore my t-shirt off too.
"That's better," he groaned as he knelt on his knees, he sat back and stared at me.
"What're you doing?"
"I'm memorising your beauty."
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah right."
"I am,"
"What about me is so beautiful?"
"You're legs," he ran his hand down my thigh.
"Are fat,"
he shook his head at me as he ran his hands up to my breasts cupping them over my bra, "You're perfect tits."
"They have stretch marks."
"I don't care if your thighs touch or you have stretch marks, you're beautiful and you're mine," Nicos hand lowered to the place I've been aching for him to touch.
"Is this what you've been wanting?" he asked as he circled my clit, sending shivers down through my body.
I nodded, feeling my body tense up and my n*****s harden.
I let my eyes close so I could just feel. Feel the slow motion of his finger bring the edge of ectesy.
"That's it, baby girl," He groaned, and I felt his breath on my thigh.
he moved his hand and I groaned in protest.
"Don't stop!"
"Kitten, remember how to speak to me?"
"Sorry, Daddy, please don't stop." I whimpered.
Slowly he kissed my p***y, letting his toungue part my lips.
"What!" I gasped and buckled beneath him. My hands ached to run through his dark curls but were held back.
He lapped at my juices, enticing my orgasam.
"Oh, my God!" I gasped breathlessly as my legs fought ther restraints, trying to wrap around the man between them.
"That's it baby, c*m for me." His voice vibrated against me sending me flying over the edge.
I squirted a little and felt his toungue enter my hole as I finished.
I took a deep breath as he unlocked the cuffs. As he stood up to go somewhere I felt an intense wave of sadness. Tears began to fall once again.
"Can we cuddle?" My voice came out hoarse and desperate.
When he turned and saw me he came right back.
"Of course kitten, I was just going to take a phone call, but it can wait."
He laid down behind me and pulled me towards him, I could feel his c**k pressing against me.
I rolled around so my face was against his hard chest.
"Did you not like it?" He asked, worried.
"No, it was good," I ran my hand along his arm which curled around my waist.
"Then what's wrong?" He asked.
"I don't know," I groaned.
"Well, I just thought I should let you know that when my father said next weekend, he meant this coming weekend not the one after it." Nico spoke carefully.
"But it's Thursday today,"
"I know." He ran his fingers through my hair.
"So where will the wedding be?" I asked.
"In Italy."
"Oh,"
"We will stay there for our honeymoon too. It's tradition, but we can go on a second honeymoon somewhere else after if you like." He offered.
"No, I don't mind," I thought for a second before I let nico know, "Could you let Bella know I don't mind what she organises from what I've already told her?" I asked.
"Of course." He nodded.
***
That night I couldn't sleep. I sat awake watching Nico, so peaceful. I couldn't help thinking of what my father might be doing. Had he gotten a job? Had he given up gambling and drugs? or had he merely gone and found a dealer? Probably the latter.
***
"Morning," I woke to find Nico rubbing his hard c**k between my legs.
"Morning," I croaked in surprise.
"You should get ready," he sighed, "Bella rang me an hour ago and said that she'd be here at ten."
"What's the time now?" I asked.
"Quater past nine," He chuckled.
"s**t!" I jumped out of bed, "I don't even have any clothes here, you ripped what I had!" I began to panic, looking around the room.
"There's some stuff in the wardrobe for you."
I found a dozen bags of new clothes, dresses mostly. I picked out a simple white and pink floral sundress the ruffled hem came to just above my knees. I slipped on a pair of white sandles and came back out into the bedroom.
"Bella can drive you there and I'll pick you up, okay?" Nico kissed me before I left.
***
"I like this one," I decided.
The sales assistant sighed with relief.
I couldn't blame her, we'd been there for threw hours and I'd tried on nearly every dress in the shop.
The one I finally said yes to was a snow white ball gown. The skirt was made of tulle with lace details at the hem. The train was long, but not so much that I'd easily trip.
"Do you want a veil or tiara?" Bella asked.
"Yeah?" I looked over to the veils.
"Try this one," the lady put a veil with lace, matching my dress in my hair, and sat a golden tiara in front of it.
"Oh, I don't like gold. Does it come in silver?" I asked.
The lady nodded and came back with a silver one.
"Perfect, I'll sort the rest out for you, Kat. Nico's waiting outside for you,"
***
"How did it go?" He asked as soon as I got in the car.
"Fine,"
"Fine?"
"Yeah, well, I sent like three hours trying on a bajillion different dresses, but I found one I liked in the end."
"Okay, well how about instead of talking about the wedding we just chill out then?"
"What would chilling out consist of?" I glanced at him from the corner of my eye.
"Well, there's a heated indoor pool at home," He suggested.
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