Here comes the brideback from the dead.

March 3, 2011 by ylwlv3251   Comments (0)

n’t get enough air. Or

enough of each other. He pushed and I went over
and then I pushedand I was back on top again.

MineI thought.

Yourshe agreed.

I straddled him to get closerto take him inside of meand rode him with great delightstaring

at the ceiling while his fingers dug into my hip bones. He nipped at my fingersand I swooped

down to kiss him again.
OhSinclair.

Elizabeth. My ownmy queenmy dread queen. Wait a minute. Are we―?

I beg you. Do not destroy the moment with a rude gesture or thought. But we’re― Yes.
You can― Yes.
I love you.
Yes. Ohyes. Right there.

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“Here comes the bride” I hummedslipping into my shoes. “All dressed in white. (And red.)

Here comes the brideback from the dead. (Again.)”

“That song blows.” Jessica leaned over my shoulder to freshen her lipstick with my mirror.
“And don’t get me started on your singing voice.”
“Cured your cancer and all I get is grief.”
“HeyI didn’t

make you cure me. By the wayis it just me or is everyone still

freaked out
about what you did the other night?”
“Yeahwell. I’m not exactly sure what it is I did.”

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