Mary Moore
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"Then, I'll happily oblige." I licked the tip of Sam's erection while staring at him. He had his teeth clenched, sucking air through it while stroking my hair. Seeing his expression, my tongue licked its head in a circular motion. This broke his gritted teeth as his jaw fell down. "Lilou," he moaned, brushing my hair back with trembling hands. "I want... yo --" Sam couldn't finish his sentence as I suddenly opened my mouth and shoved it in. I felt his thigh flexed again, caressing it to soothe it.…
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"No but. I... fucking love it." I chuckled and nodded in satisfaction, pleased by his honesty. I placed my thumb on top of its tip, raising a brow upon touching something sticky. The side of my lips stretched even more as I pressed my thumb and massaged his head in a circular motion. "Ahh... Lil --" Sam flinched several times, feeling his thigh flexed as he curled his toes. I watched how his cheek colored in red, opened mouth helplessly. "Let me touch you, wife," he requested under his breath, but…
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"Oh no, my love. You shouldn't change your mind like that." Sam didn't listen to me as he proceeded to take off my other stocking. Just like what he did, Sam bit my thigh. This time, though, I winced. But then he soothed it with a lick, followed by a kiss. It wasn't that painful, honestly. More like that bite, followed by the heat of his tongue on my skin, and his soft, sweet lips sent a signal on my private region, making it sweat even more. I was biting my lips as I felt my crevice clench in his…
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"I... want your fangs into my skin." Sam stiffened at my request. He momentarily paused while I felt him breathe near my neck. I didn't feel that he was hesitating, but rather, just a bit surprised... or excited. I ran my fingers through his soft argent hair, letting my fingertip massage his scalp. "Drink," I commanded, pressing the back of his head close to my neck. "I want it." I knew what sort of request I was asking him, but I couldn't control this need. I truly, passionately, and ardently…
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"Should I tie you up next time to teach you a lesson?" I swallowed down a mouthful of saliva, noticing how his eyes blazed with fury. I knew I was wrong, but I didn't know this house was crazy! "Sam, hehe..." I smiled sweetly, sliding my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't know I'd get lost in this house." I ran my finger through his hair, avoiding any punishment by coaxing him. His eyes glinted as they narrowed, but I ignored it while pouting coquettishly. Although I knew Sam was…
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There was a long, stifling silence inside the kitchen. The maids were already shocked at my sudden intrusion, and now at my enrage husband. I felt sorry for them, but I would surely treat them right after this. "Tell me if she came in here," Sam finally spoke and I heard his footsteps grow distant until the door closed with a bang. I didn't leave my hiding spot until I couldn't hear Sam's footsteps anymore. The maids looked at me blankly, making me chuckle. "Ma -- madam..." Once realization…
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I didn't know the structure of the estate just yet, as I didn't get the chance for a house tour. But that was alright since I enjoyed taking walks. I walked around aimlessly until I reached the kitchen — I only knew it was the kitchen when I peeked inside the door. Everyone inside where busy peeling, cooking, and just about everything that could be done in the kitchen. I wanted to go inside and see what they were preparing, but I figured my presence would only bring discomfort to them. "So, what is…
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Law's interruption was proof that Sam and I wouldn't be that free in sharing passionate time together at any time. So, after fixing myself, Law and Adam intruded into my room, and we headed to the dining hall. Our first dinner together as a family was peaceful and warm. The young Earl's addition to the table only gave more joy and was even more memorable. After dinner, Sam and I, as good parents, spent more time with the children. We read them stories until they fell asleep. "They are so cute and…
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The maidservants had taken great care of me; from bathing to dressing up and then to dolling me up. They did everything with great coordination and efficiency. I looked at my hair that now had streaked of silvers strands I was not used to seeing in me. Although my husband and son shared the same hair color, this color looked strange and unnatural to me. "My hair..." I said, making the maid who was putting an ornament on it stop. She gazed at me through the mirror, eyebrows raised. "Is the…
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As the head maid led the way with several more maidservants following behind, I stopped in the middle of the hallway. I slowly turned my head at the large painting on the wall. "This..." came out a weak whisper, walking closer to the painting to touch its frame. "Madam?" called the head maid while I stared at the portrait me. My eyes softened while studying the portrait. In here, I looked beautiful with those almost realistic pair of emeralds, and my hair was drawn with perfect curls. It was…
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