Malia Thornbury, heir and next hope for the Thornbury family, is destined to be married.
Her father sent her to various houses, looking for a perfect wife, of her choosing, for an arranged marriage so she can take over her family's business and und...
I never stopped touching her. Not in the car, not in the plane, her head on my lap as she slept, making me also tired and fall asleep.
It was amazing.
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I loved hearing the ocean, seeing it.
It was gorgeous out here.
Absolutely beautiful.
I was looking out the glass doors as she began stirring, her hand reaching for me before grabbing onto my thigh.
She pulled herself towards me and I laid back down, ready to cuddle her.
She mumbled something in her sleep and I smiled, sweetly waiting for her to get comfortable.
I was shocked when her hand went to my chest, grabbing at my boob and she immediately laid her head on it.
I tried to not laugh. I did. I took a deep breath just watching her.
She groaned, slightly opening her eyes.
"Undo-" her voice was small and dry as she tugged at the string that kept my robe together.
I did as she asked, curious as to what was happening.
And how awake she was.
She pulled at the fabric, leaving my chest bare.
"What are you trying to do?" I laughed.
"I want your boobs." She groaned, her head on one, her hand across the top of my body, squeezing the other.
She moved her head, kissing my nipple and I moaned, unhappy with the tease.
And she fell back asleep, me doing the same.
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I moaned, my body restless under whatever I was feeling.
A tongue, soft, warm, around my nipple, I gasped when teeth became involved.
"Morning." Ella whispered.
"No."
She chuckled, pressing her face into my tits.
She sat up.
"Don't go- keep doing that." I pulled on her arms and she came on top of me, straddling my hips as she kissed my neck.
I had so many dirty things I needed to do to her this week.
I made not only her a promise, but a promise to myself.
I vow, by when this week is over she will be wrapped around my pinky, I will be her air, something she needs at all times.
She will be forever mine, forever tainted by me, doing as I ask, being my pretty pleasure slut, never wanting me to leave her side.
She'll cheer me on no matter who I stab or lash out on.
Because she's my baby. My gorgeous, gorgeous wife.
It'll happen.
I always get what I want.
It's going to happen.
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"Get dressed! We're going swimming." I pulled my bikini bottoms on.
"Coming!" She shouted.
Malia Swimsuit
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"Boobs." She looked at my chest.
"I know. I hadn't wore this in a while I know they're kinda coming out." I laughed.
I walked up to her, stringing my fingers underneath the sides of her bottoms.
Such nice hips. Such a soft ass.
Immediately her hands went around my waist, grabbing at my ass as I was just admiring hers.
"I love your hands on me babydoll." I bit my lips, looking down and into her little doe eyes.
Her face turned Scarlett and I kissed her lips lightly.
"If anyone comes up to you at the beach, remember I'm your wife. Not your girlfriend." I told her.
"Someone would come up to you before me." She frowned.
"If they want a hookup they admire me. If they want a date or submissive girl, it's you darling." I pushed some of her light brown hair behind her ear.
"I'm not that submissive. I don't look it at least." She frowned.
Oh honey, that's not an insult.
"Not submissive hm?" I smiled.
"Not really-"
"Well, let's test that." I unhooked my hands from the fabric of her bottoms.
"How-"
"Let me talk." I looked at her and she snapped her mouth closed.
I kept my eyes on hers, my hand dragging up the gorgeous center of her body.
I let my hand wrap around her throat, admiring how it fit.
I let my mouth go along her jaw, kissing up to her ear.
"Knees, love." I whispered and with the pressure I added to her shoulder with my other hand, she gently got onto her knees.
I smiled, pulling her face so her mouth and nose were right where I'd need them if I wanted her to eat me out.
But there was the bath suit covering me.
"You're very submissive, princess. I could have you stick out your tongue for me and have you lick my pussy until I came all over your face. I won't. Not yet at least. But you're submitting to me." I squatted down to her level, although still taller since I wasn't on my knees.
"Seeing you like that makes my mind crazy." I grabbed her chin.
Her face was red, the tips of her ears the same shade.
I chuckled, kissing her, pulling her head so she'd come closer.
"What am I to you Noelle?" I whispered before sucking her lower lip, then licking a stripe along her soft cheek, along her jaw, admiring how good she tasted.
"M-my wife."
"Mmm, what's your name?"
"Noelle Thornbury."
"Mmhm, and who put that big ass diamond on your pretty little finger?"
"You did, m-my wife did."
"Such a good pet. You're learning so fast. Let's go swimming my love." I smiled, satisfied.
