- Of course he will, my love. Because he loved you, just like my parents do. – Logan smiled, visibly moved – And, therefore, I think it's finally time to let you know that soon you'll have two more babies to spoil, isn't it? – he questioned, offering her his arm – Shall we go?-Yes… - Missy looked at the gift that was still in one of her hands, with an excited smile – I think they'll like it, don't you?- I think there are no words to describe how happy they will be. – he laughed, without hesitation – If there's one thing my parents love, it's children. Especially grandchildren. And that will ease the resentment Mom has with me for being the oldest but the last to marry. - Logan shook his head, theatrically regretful, making her laugh as the two descended the stairs, hugging each other.- There you are! – Gwyneth exclaimed, sitting on the sofa in the living room, as soon as she saw them – Missy took this box in the car, but still she didn't let me see what was inside, until she found
- I told you to get out of here!'But, Megan…' Missy whimpered softly.- No biggie, Missy! – Her sister roared, possessed – There's only half an hour left for the wedding and this idiot just can't understand that it's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding ?! As if it wasn't bad enough the two of you spent the entire night banging the bed against the wall last night. – Megan sneered, making Missy blush.- In my defense, I don't want to see her. – Logan's voice sounded from the other side of the locked door – I just want to talk to her one last time, before going to the ceremony, wait.- What the hell do you have to say to her that you haven't said in 05 months of relationship?! – Megan rolled her eyes, walking around the room, with the accessories that Missy would use in her hands.- Just let me touch my future wife Megan a little. - Logan sighed, as the doorknob began to move, denouncing that he was trying to enter again.- You just said it was just talk. Megan pointed out, ann
- I love you, my Missy... - Logan murmured lovingly, giving her belly one last pat, before hesitantly pulling his hand out the door - More than I will ever be able to explain. But I promise I will spend the rest of our lives demonstrating how you are the center of my universe. And I will wait for you. I will always wait for you... And not just at the altar. She could recognize the charming and delighted smile in his tone, before her footsteps began to sound across the carpet, moving away.- See you later... Future husband. – she said goodbye happily, knowing that, in a short time, she would be crying again when she saw him waiting for her at the altar.- See you later... - he replied, with a sweet and veiled promise in his deep voice - My love.(***)His lips burned against hers. His tongue snaked around inside his mouth, moving obscenely.Her soft hands moved slowly down the bare skin of her arms, sending shivers all the way down, until they finally wrapped around her waist in a firm
Oh, believe me... The question of happiness is quite noticeable. – Fernando laughed, before shaking their hands – But seeing a young couple exuding love like that is always a good sign. It means you two will have more than enough to last you a lifetime, as will your family, my boy... And me and my Raquela. – he hugged his wife by the shoulders, earning a passionate smile from her, before turning his attention to Missy again – But, tell me, Missy, when should we expect the invitation to the baby shower?- Oh, well, in two weeks we'll do the ultrasound to find out the genders, so... I think a little after that. – Missy smiled, contentedly, as she lovingly caressed her belly – But don't feel forced to attend. I know that you have a complicated routine in Spain and that coming here must not be easy.- Nonsense, dear. - Raquela laughed happily, taking his hand in both of hers and giving it an almost maternal caress - In many ways, Logan was to us like the son we never had. Just like, now,
- Mom!? - Missy gasped a little, turning quickly to face her, shocked, while Logan followed her more slowly, staring at her mother-in-law's face with a certain irritation, which she knew very well came from the fact that he was afraid that his mother might speak something that hurt her. Again.Frankly, the expression on Victoria's face didn't arouse high hopes either. Her mother looked stern and terribly determined, her thin brows furrowed in what looked like annoyance and her lips pressed together almost to the point of disappearing. She was wearing a shimmering red dress, decorated with stones and sparkles that made it far more suitable for a red carpet or a big glamorous party... Which is what most people would expect from the wedding of such a famous former model. as much as Logan, Missy quickly realized, stifling a sigh.And surely Victoria was about to berate her vehemently for allowing this party to be so simple, perhaps even ignoring the fact that this was the first time they
- Of course I don't hate you, Mom. – Missy smiled tenderly, taking a step forward to approach her, in which Logan accompanied her, as always making her feel supported and protected – Why do you think your opinions matter so much to me? I love you. – Her smile widened, while Victoria's face became even more perplexed – I know I haven't said this to you much, especially since Dad died, but… I really love you, Mom. And that's why I wish you could review the way you treat me. So that we can get closer. And so that you can be part of your grandchildren's lives. I may not know what made you decide to try to change your behavior, but I want you to know that nothing could make me happier, especially today. – She exchanged a significant look with Logan, who seemed sincerely happy for her – So, thank you very much for being willing to change, Mom. It means a lot to me. Because it shows you care about me.- Of course I care about you. – Victoria, who until that moment had been with her jaw wide
She watched, already dripping with desire between her legs, as his eyes grew even darker, almost fierce, with desire, and with those big, agile hands he deftly undid the short row of buttons down her back, before moving all the light, flowing fabric off her body, leaving her with only the tiny lingerie underneath.- Christ… – Logan gasped in a whisper, licking his lips hungrily as he ran his eyes over his almost completely exposed skin – Where did those little rags come from? I thought you already used them all...- I know. Missy knelt on the bed, letting him have a view of the semi-transparent blue lace bra and the set of thin elastic straps that led down to the satin white fabric of the thong panties, which she knew perfectly well didn't cover anything else. it was made to cover up – But Cinderella has always been one of my favorite princesses. So I decided to save her lingerie for a special occasion. Missy smiled coquettishly and, seeing that he was still petrified, in front of her
Hours later, a warm sensation of pleasure in her breasts slowly woke her, gradually making her aware of the heat touching part of her arm, the warm, soft sensation of ache between her legs, and the warm wetness enveloping her nipple, which she lingered on. a few seconds to realize that he was being sucked. Opening a very happy smile, Missy slowly lifted her eyelids, letting out a small moan when she saw Logan's hands and mouth on her breasts, massaging and caressing them with a mixture of softness and voluptuousness. At the sound of her moan, however, he lifted his head, smirking when her eyes met.- Good morning, Mrs. Knight. – He greeted her, dragging himself to her so he could caress her face-Tired?- Quite the contrary, Mr. Knight. – she stretched, satisfied, enjoying the rays of sun that spilled over the bed through the cracks in the curtain that covered the windows nearby – From now on, I want this to become my official alarm clock. It made me feel…” She gasped when he touched h