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“Can we leave now? I can’t wait.” Maeve’s stomach fizzed with eagerness at those words, she smiled and was about to say something before remembering that there was a program to follow. “I can’t wait too but how do we make it out when it’s not yet time?” Gabriel chuckled. It was their wedding and everybody was there for their sake so why worry or fear leaving the venue earlier than expected? “You don’t have to worry about that.” Gabriel called the MC over and said something into his ears, the MC smiled and spoke into the microphone, “We all know how long of a day it has been. The bride and groom are tired and would now exit the occasion so the bride is ready to toss her flower now.” The single ladies were all already lined up, ready to catch the flowers and be the next on the bridal list according to the undying myth surrounding the bridal flower. Gabriel and Maeve walked to the middle of the aisle and Maeve threw the flower with all her might behind her. She expected the pers
“Please don’t pass out on me because all through the night, I’m going to take everything that belongs to me,” he said in a husky, pleasure-filled voice. Maeve was excited at the sound of the voice and she was equally ready for what she had desired for so long, she trembled at the thought of how it was going to be, already feeling the pleasureful spasms when Gabriel caressed her legs but not the way she expected from the first time he did that. Lifting her leg, he took her little toe in his mouth, sucking it gently, his other hand caressing her other leg, right to the middle of her thighs, Maeve began to feel strange, never knowing before that so much arousal could come from there and still wondering the reason why he always centered on her legs which to her amazement was nothing like she felt before. It was just sad that in her mind, she kept comparing the experience to that of her past life when she was married to Dylan before. No, she never derived this kind of pleasure before,
For now, her mind was only filled with pleasurable thoughts and she hadn’t planned an answer to give for how she got to know that she wouldn’t be pregnant until after two years. Luckily, she was already close to another orgasm, and so was Gabriel when Maeve spoke, pressing him tightly and grinding her naked chest over his with her nipple stimulating him, “Gab, faster. Ahhhh, I’m cuming again,” she panted, her breathing erratic and shaking violently, as Gabriel groaned, shivering, and pumping harder and faster, “I’m coming too. Open your eyes,” he said in a husky voice. “You are so sweet that I don’t want to come out of you. She opened her eyes and their eyes locked, their desires matching, as their lips pressed together again, whilst he released everything deep inside of her, breaking from the kiss and taking her nipples again, before finally rolling to her side. Gabriel pressed her tightly to his chest, as they both tried to catch their breath. Maeve snuggled against his naked
Dylan and Sandra’s wedding night “Sir, per the hotel rules, you have to hand over your phones before getting there,” the driver said politely, Dylan and Sandra frowned and Sandra retorted, “What? No way.” The driver was a little nervous, as this was the most difficult part of all. Pressing his lips together, he said seriously, “Well, you will not be allowed entry. The special honeymoon package is to make sure that partners engage each other in self-centered talks about themselves and their partners to build their relationship,” the driver said, not sure if he made sense but relaxed when he heard their next question. “When can we have it?” Dylan asked in a depressed tone. The driver smiled broadly and responded, “Tomorrow. When I come to take you home. I don’t think the people in front of your house would sleep there. We can get inside when they are away,” he spoke assuringly to them. Dylan took Sandra’s phone from her and added his before giving it to the driver since they inde
“Sandra what is wro…” Dylan wanted to ask what was wrong when he saw the movement of the insects in the plate, paused, as his eyes widened, and rather asked, “What is that?” He could not remain on the floor because one of the cockroaches was already headed his way, forcing him to jump to his feet. “Don’t just stand there do something about these cockroaches,” Sandra yelled, pushing the plate away and rising to her feet where she kept jumping and driving, the cockroaches away. Seeing them scattered all over the room, Dylan hissed, “Holy shit. Where is your shoe?” He asked. “Use yours,” Sandra said, her hands all over her body, driving away the cockroaches. Dylan used his shoe to kill the cockroaches and decided to call room service to send a janitor and also to chastise them but there was no telephone connection. At this juncture, he was beginning to wonder if this was the room Maeve booked for their honeymoon. It was just unlike her but when he recalled the poor décor at the
Cough! Cough! Dylan could not believe it until his eyes darted to both Maeve and Gabriel’s ring fingers and upon closer look, the hickeys were not hidden. “You married him?” His tone was a blend of anger and betrayal. Sandra was so shocked; she lifted her head. “They are both wearing a ring. When did they get married?” Dylan felt pain like never before. He was hoping to beg Maeve to give him a second chance, as he was planning to dump Sandra but it seemed that Gabriel won after all. It was just like when Maeve divorced Gabriel and agreed to marry him. If only he had been smarter in everything, especially with Sandra. They should have ended their relationship throughout the times Dylan was trying to get married to Maeve. How could he have known that Maeve would outsmart them with something so unpredictable? Dylan did not realize it until a tear dropped from his eyes. Maeve smiled and asked, “Where are your phones? I was wondering why you both missed our wedding.” Dylan was
“It’s true, she bought him a car.” Sandra gawked at the Rolls Royce Boat Tail with envy, of how Maeve spent so much just to make Gabriel happy. All along, Sandra thought that Gabriel would rather be the one spoiling Maeve but it was the opposite. Maeve had shifted all her generosity to Gabriel and it was very painful for Sandra to bear. Dylan was equally pained but also angry. “All along, she was counter-attacking us. Her money was never invested as she said. We messed up, Sandra, this car should have rightfully been mine,” Dylan’s expression sank. He should have known that there was a problem when Maeve stopped being so generous to him. “And her father’s mansion would have equally been mine,” Sandra spoke in a covetous tone before asking, “How did she know?” “It doesn’t matter anymore. We just have to get a lot of money and run away,” Dylan said with conviction. The only advantage he thought to have over Gabriel was Maeve but now that he lost Maeve, he was afraid of what Gab
A few hours later “I insist it’s not a good idea for us to keep them in the company,” Reginald said seriously. Gabriel and Maeve were having dinner with her parents, Reginald and Cynthia. After explaining everything to Reginald, he was still furious and could not allow both Dylan and Sandra to work with the Cambridges. “Dad, it’s the only way we can get them to go to prison. The only person who can testify that they were responsible for the plane crash is in a coma so this is our only chance,” Gabriel added his voice to what Maeve had told her father. Reginald trusted him more concerning Sandra and Dylan, for which reason he was beginning to make the consideration. “And you want me to promote Sandra?” He asked seriously, trying to get a better understanding of everything and Gabriel gave him a nod. “Precisely.” Dinner was great because Gabriel advised Maeve to hold on until they had finished eating. At the moment, they were only discussing under glasses of wine. “Maeve is th