Lucky This Isn't Real: MacBride Brothers Series St. Patrick's Day Fake Fiance Romance by Jamie Knight (digital e reader .TXT) 📕

I’d seen one like it in Europe somewhere and thought it looked perfect. It was almost as though I could feel the soft grass under my bare feet, a gentle breeze playing at the loose material of my dress, making my nipples hard. I could see them stand out against the thin white cloth.

The hem came down to my knees but still, I hiked up the dress far enough to get my hand up under it as I was stroking my palm lightly up my inner thigh to tenderly cup my smooth, bare pussy. A soft sigh escaped my lips at first contact, one echoed in real life as I gently fingered myself.

In my mind, the figure of a man was in the distance but getting ever closer. Feeling a pang of shame, I dropped the hem of my dress and blushed furiously. It never occurred to me to try and run. I needed to stay and face the consequences. To accept my punishment if any were to come.

All fears fled when I saw him. The man in my fantasy was Sean. Had it always been him?

His blue eyes were soft and full of both love and desire. He wasn’t going to punish me but free me. He would give me what I’d wanted for so long.

Looking me straight in the eye, Sean picked up the hem of my dress, lifting it up even further than I had, and tucked his hand up under it, taking hold of my pussy. It felt right. My pussy was for him— all for him, to do with as he wished.

“I’m yours,” I said, my voice coming out as a whisper.

“Always.”

He kissed me, soft and warm, as his fingers slipped inside, fitting snugly into my warm, tight cunt. Moving almost imperceptibly, he stroked me in a soft ‘come here’ motion, stimulating my clit and g-spot at the same time while also working my tender pussy.

Wrapping a strong arm around my waist for support, he went harder, finger fucking me to an orgasm so intense my knees buckled. Holding me to him, strong and true, Sean eased me down, laying me gently on the soft grass, the sun embracing me with its warmth.

He was gentle as we kissed, keeping his mouth closed at first until I got used to it. The intimacy was closer than anything I’d had in a while. I needed to learn how to kiss again, and he was fine to wait.

When I was ready, we both opened our mouths, our tongues coming together in sweet, succulent synergy, the feeling so strong I actually started to suck on his. Sean was patient with me, stroking my hair as I did so.

He stroked the outside of my pussy, getting me even more excited. Kissing his way down my neck to my chest, most of it left bare by the neckline of my dress, he moved between my legs.

Gently easing my thighs apart, Sean ran his tongue down the length of my trembling labia, making me nearly scream with pleasure. Pure joy jolted through me, only getting stronger with each successive lick, gaining in intensity each time.

It felt like he might swallow me whole, taking a few attempted mouthfuls of my cunt, every time resigning himself to licking and sucking on my clit.

I came hard, shuddering and moaning like nothing on earth with Sean holding me through it all, tenderly stroking my pussy as it happened. As he held me, I could feel something pressing against me.

Driven by both love and guilt for leaving him in that condition, I liberated his beautiful cock from the prison of his pants, receiving it into my hands as it sprang free. I gave it several tender strokes, pumping him in both hands while softly kissing the head when I could.

Soon enough, the kisses turned to sucks, my hands moving lower down his shaft as I swallowed the delicious head of his magnificent shaft.

He moaned deeply as I sucked him, letting me know how much he liked it as well as urging me on. I followed his lead, gaining in both speed and depth according to his response.

I ended up sucking him hard while half swallowing his considerable size, his head somewhere well behind my gag reflex. It would probably be considered deep throating, but there was so much left to go.

I could feel his muscles tensing and knew he was about to cum. Moving up on his shaft, giving me more room to swallow it all down, I pumped his cock and massaged his soft, velvety balls with my hands as I sucked him as hard as I could.

Finally, my efforts were rewarded, bringing up a huge gush of sweet cum from his cock into my mouth, where I swallowed every last drop. Gasping for breath, I collapsed against him, laying my cheek against his belly with my hand still firmly wrapped around his throbbing shaft.

Gaining a second wind, I turned over onto my back, spreading my legs and opening my pussy with my fingers to ease the way for his cock as he entered me.

“No, not like that,” he said softly.

Taking me by the hips, he gently turned me over, so that I was on all fours. He pushed the hem of my dress up over my hips, so it met my lower back.

He now had full access to my pussy and ass, and I secretly hoped he would take both. First my pussy and then my asshole, filling them with his wonderful cock and then his warm cum as we came together in sweet unison.

Rather than his cock, he slipped in two fingers, playing and pumping until I had another massive orgasm.

Despite my impatience to feel him deep inside