chapter fifteen

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              Fabiana's Pov
"You are not wearing that outside no thanks,"Amelia says waving me off.

"Why what's wrong with my suit?"

"It's too serious and it's a home dinner ,here let me help you,"she says walking past me bending slightly to get something and i can't help but admire the view from here but quickly look away because of how wrong it was. She was my friend that i casually had sex with no other exceptions.

"Got it! put this on and this and call me when you're dressed so i can see,"

"where do you think you're going?"i ask smirking. She had already seen me naked and yet she was so cautious about it. "I don't have it in me to yell out for you so you can turn while i change if it's too uncomfortable,"i say sternly and see her biting her lower lip as if contemplating her options eyeing me down but turns anyway. I put on the pair of black ripped jeans with a white short sleeved button down shirt. I tell her to turn once I'm done and she just gawks at me shamelessly before walking over to me to fix my shirt. "Such a thoughtful wife i have,"i say looking down on her as she focuses on unbuttoning my shirt to show enough of my chest. "Don't flatter yourself Fabi,"she says gesturing for the shoes she picked out as well. How did i not wear like this often. It really suited me.

She disappears into the bathroom to change because she was still in her white robe and i follow her there to tease her. "Want me to help?"i ask closing in on her so she's backed up on the wall before my hand travels to thighs pushing the robe aside so i have full access to her all while maintaining eye contact. She parts her legs for me and i can feel her wetness on my finger. "I haven't even touched you and you're already wet?"i say playfully making her roll her eyes. I rub her sensitive nub slowly watching her close her eyes in pleasure biting her lower lip. This I'd do to be the one doing it.

"Keep your eyes open baby girl,"i say and she opens them as i fasten my pace watching her react to me. When she's near her climax i remove my hand making her frown. She crashes her lips on mine and i don't hesitate to kiss back. I thrust two fingers in her abruptly making her moan in my mouth and i shove my tongue in her mouth fighting for dorminance. "I want to taste you baby,"i say breaking the kiss as she rides out her orgasm on my hand. I lift her gently and place her on the huge sink parting her legs to admire my meal. I kiss her inner thighs before getting to her wet core licking all her juices before i start sucking and licking on her nub and she's a moaning mess with her legs shaking when I'm almost done.

"Make me come daddy,"she moans and that's all it takes to fasten my actions inserting a finger in her while i lick and suck until she's begging me to stop and i lick her clean before getting up. "That was delicious. I can't imagine what the main course would feel like,"i say kissing her forehead before helping her down chuckling at how hard she's finding it to walk with her shaky legs.

We fought for a few minutes about who's driving despite knowing i wouldn't be the one to drive after the accident and we end up getting a driver to drive us both. She is so stubborn and annoying and the minute i think we're on level ground she makes me want to throw her off a bridge. I texted my parents the address and said they'd meet us there. Which was a relief because riding in the same car as all of them would be awkward as hell. "We're almost there,you stay by my side. My mom's name is Amani and my dad goes by our family name, Grayson. They'll intimate you especially because they love Brianna so be prepared,"she says at a go and i make sure I get everything because I'll be the one to lose my freedom if i don't.

I'm surprised at how huge her house is, almost bigger than mine yet she only talked about her own achievements when my mom tried to talk her down. It made me respect her even more. I'd been with females that spent their parents money and got to where they were because of dad's connections or something. "Why didn't you tell me about your family?" I ask in awe. "Because all this is theirs and not mine to talk about,"she says simply hooking her hand in mine as we get closer to the front door.

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