It was simple.
He need a wife and I needed protection from a crazy stalker ex boyfriend.
Now there is no going back.
I'm his wife now and he is my husband
His Donna.
My Don.
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"I will burn this whole fucking city down if i have to," he decl...
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Lauren POV
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"Oh my god... oh my god... oh my god." Ella whined, and i chuckled against her cu*t, lifting my head as i breathed heavily, wrapping my arms tighter around her thighs. We both needed this, it'd been too long, like weeks. Work has being getting crazy.
"Quiet down." I murmured, and buried my face between her thighs again, sucking her cl*t between my lips, running my tongue over it. She let out a sigh and tightened her thighs around my face. I looked up to see her brows furrowed, her hands gripping at the mirror behind her head as she let out a full breath moan, making me smirk.
"Lauren... Lauren!" She cried, and i pulled away again, shaking my head and holding a finger to my lips. I loved when she couldn't keep quiet.
"Shh..." I whispered, and she furrowed her brows, reaching a hand down to push my head, but I stopped her. She hadn't really acknowledged that she needed to be quieter. I could change my tone, be crueler if that was what she needed to get the point across.
"I-."
"Do you want everyone to know what you're up to in the art museum today? Is that what you're begging for right now?" I ask, and i watch as she chews on her lip, shaking her head at you. So fucking precious.
"No... No, please, baby." She whined, and i felt my ego swell as i smirked up at her, digging my nails into her thighs, pulling a small cry from her lips.
"Then bite your arm, because I'm not slowing down." I said, and Ella nodded, bringing her arm to her mouth, biting down as i licked a long strip up her cu*t before pulling her closer, letting myself get lost in her, in her moans, in her taste, in the very essence of this side of Ella Mae Jones. The side that she shows for me.
"Oh my God." She whined, and I knew she was close. I knew she'd cum any minute with a bit of prompting.
"Cum." I instructed, sucking her clit back between my lips. A moment later she did, quivering and cursing and digging her nails into my skull. I moaned, letting her pull me in, allowing her to tug at the strands of my hair as she tightened her legs, squeezing my head between her thighs.
"Fuck, Lauren!" She gasped, shivering as she began to come down. I worked her through it, only stopping when she slumped against the mirror behind her.
"Good girl... You did so good..." i murmured, burying your face in her neck as she caught her breath. A few moments later she let out a tired chuckle, pulling away from me to give me a warm smile, making my heart pound in my chest. She never failed to take my breath away.
"Fuck, my legs are shaking..." She said, and i smirked, nodding.
