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Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 46840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
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We joined the other hundred assholes on the train that takes you through the grotto. Then she wanted to take the helicopter ride. Next it was the damn donkey that looked like it would

topple over under my weight. Love sure can make a man do strange things. She wanted to go up to the overlook and dragged my ass behind her. I didn’t see the big deal we’d already seen it

from the copter but this was her show, I was just there for ballast and to keep assholes at bay.

She was wearing some too tight jeans and had tied her tee shirt at her waist; huh. I don’t recall okaying that fashion statement but it was too late to do anything about it now. Her ass

in those jeans was like a magnet, which meant the men attached or otherwise were drawn. Some of them didn’t even notice me standing there until I crowded her and gave them the fuck off

glare. She soon caught on to my antics and thought that shit was funny. She wouldn’t find it so funny if I threw one of the fucks over the rail. The third time it happened I whispered in

her ear. “When we get back to the room you’re gonna pay for this little wardrobe mishap.”

Chapter 21

I let her drag me all over William’s Junction for the next two days. After the crater there really wasn’t much else to see. “Babe you had your choice of anywhere in the world, why not

Greece or Paris?” I thought that’s where all women wanted to go, the fuck I know. She was lying on my chest in bed the night before our departure. We were both tired from trying to see

all of Arizona in one shot. We’d ended up in Sedona for the scenery, which if you ask me was a better deal. That at least had been a nice two-hour ride through beautiful country. Now

she’s telling me her next stop of choice on our little honeymoon.

“I wanted to see home first, there’re lots of things to see right here then we can go to those places later.” Okay that made sense, but her next choice was Yellowstone in Wyoming a good

ten or eleven hours away. When I suggested Yosemite, which was basically a stone’s throw from where we were she said she didn’t want to go there because they’d had an outbreak the year

before. Fair enough. At least she was breaking out of her shell more and more with each mile.

I don’t know if it’s the desert air or what but she’s wild. Every night as soon as we got back to the room she went on the attack. I no longer had to be the one taking her down because

more often than not she was the one with her hand on my cock, teasing the shit out of me through my jeans. I also think we’d taken care of her little fashion rebellion. I don’t think

she’d be trying that shit again anytime soon. I’d kept my word and spanked her ass that night. That, followed by her hardest fuck to date with no cuddle time after had shown her the

error of her ways. Though watching her tearstained sad face was almost more than I could take. I’d come close to folding but in the end I held tough, until she fell asleep anyway and her

pitiful sniffles had me turning to her and drawing her into my arms. I’m pretty sure she’s going to be spoilt the rest of her life, the trick is to not let her know that.

I didn’t see half the shit they promised at Yellowstone except a bear which I wasn’t interested in, but she loved it. She took a million pictures between the two places half of which was

apparently for Andrew. I hadn’t heard his name until a the night before it was time to head back home. It was only halfway through her obviously well practiced speech that I realized

they’d planned it that way. I was lifting her on and off my cock as she rode up and down in my lap. She’d sucked my cock until it was hard enough to hang shit on to dry. Then she’d

teased the ever living shit out of me with her pussy as she sat on my face. In mid stroke I stopped all movement, she was halfway down on my rod. She might’ve started this as a game but

she was all in now. Her nipples were pebble hard, her skin was flushed and her eyes were damn near rolling back in her head.

Now I’m willing to give my woman any fucking thing is this world without qualification, but the one thing I won’t do is play fucking games. “Jake what…why’d you stop?” She tried forcing

the issue by moving her hips roughly but I held her still between my hands. “What’re you doing?” She looked down at my question with her eyes still glazed over with lust. I guess it was

going to take her a while to figure out she’d fucked up and the game had changed. “What do you mean?” Still no clue, her only interest was in the hard meat stuffed inside her little

pussy, too bad for her that shit was coming to a sudden unplanned end. I hadn’t lost interest, I don’t think that shit was even possible where she was concerned but I was beyond pissed.

“Who taught you to use sex to get what you want out of me?” I guess the harsh timbre in my voice alerted her to the danger and she finally wised up.



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