We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

CHAPTER 3

Cici

Why is it nobody takes me seriously? I like making people laugh but when it comes to

actually being earnest, people laugh it off or joke about it. It’ gets old, really. I love my

best friend and I know that she loves me unconditionally as well, but I wish now that we

are older, she would take me just a little more seriously. Like just a bit ago, when I

smelled that delicious scent on her, she just laughed it off and thought I was high. I

haven’t touched a joint since Senior year when I got so high that I broke into the math

teacher’s back yard and went skinny dipping in their pool. How was I to know their

twelve-year-old son was home at the time? Never mind about that, though; the point is I

don’t smoke it anymore, and she knows d*mn well I don’t. I’m just glad that my mate

could scent it too, that I’m not going crazy.

Enter title…

Speaking of my handsome mate, I can smell his yummy citrus scent catching up to me. I

dip into the closest room, which so happens to be a utility closet, and wait until he

approaches. Once he’s close enough, l’throw the door open and grab him by the shirt,

pulling him into the closet with me.

“Cici, what are you…”

I don’t let him finish as I drop to my knees and pull his c*ck out of his joggers. He’s got

such a nice-looking phallus; both lengthy and girthy, it pleases me very well. Before he

tries arguing with me, I get to work with my mouth. He can never pass up a blowie from

his mate. He groans as his fingers tangle in my hair.

“F*ck, Cici! How are you able to do this to me?” He puts a little pressure on to my head

to get me into the rhythm in which he’s in

the mood for at the moment, and then I take over from there, usually. This time, though,

he must need a good stress reliever because he never let’s go, and continues to f*ck my

face hard, “Goddess, baby…I don’t care what anybody says, I f*cking love this mouth of

yours!”

It doesn’t take too long before he’s unloading his w*d deep in my throat. I don’t even get

it until he pulls out,

done, like so many ex-boyfriends did in high school,

the small countertop that holds some cleaning

from giving him the blowie, that he slides right in, “Did you

got a double

f*ck, yes, Spence, yes! Just like that, please don’t stop!” I beg and

loves it. Spencer likes a lot of things when it comes to sex, but

I find myself getting my own self off during

pleasure me. He’s even picked out the toys.

him. Yeah, we may

gripped in both his

my head just a little, though,

we are both cursing

that was

grin as I go to grab a rag to wipe myself off, but he stops me, “Uh uh, you wanted

duty just to

everyone know that once again, your mate

me in and kisses me hard, “I f*cking love

my pants still down to my knees, I let him kiss me and then reach

over my thighs as he does. Once they

he pats my cr*tch, “There you go, all set. Why don’t you go back

Luna’s birthday party.”

and wedding ceremony? Yeah, there

do, but first I want to

smirks

because I love how he

mated anyway, “You

I mean, I’m not going

my shoulders lightly, “No, baby,

intoxicating.”

didn’t the others

only shrugs, “Maybe they are coming down with a cold

I scoff at my mate, “Seriously? Not only are they wolves and don’t get sick

and King; their

“Hm, that’s true. I honestly don’t know, babe. Don’t let it

I eye him for a moment and then sigh, “I guess you’re right. I’m making a

nothing.”

“That’s my girl!”

done for the day?” I ask my mate, because

get aroused again.

at me before widening them, “Already?! I think you seriously

with you, babe! Maybe we should make an appointment to

Doc.”

Real concern crosses his features, which then

in agreement. I hate doctors, but I will go for him. I’d

thinks I need to see

day to go check on

“I’ve gotta go, baby. See about setting something up with Dr. Sands and I will go

presses his lips against my forehead

I can do that.” I give