Blissfully Taken (Blissful, #4)
sure
to pack plenty of warm clothes. The ceremony is going to be held on
a pond near Dan’s family cabin.”
    “ You’ll hear no complaints
from me. Nature is the only fitting church.”
    She put the phone back in her purse,
blushing as she realized she’d talked to her father in the nude,
just like Dan was doing to his mother. Really, neither of them had
any decency.
    Why not take it up a
notch?
    Jenny walked over to Dan and knelt
down at his feet. He was shaking his head no when she opened her
mouth. “Mother, you don’t have to worry about it, you don’t have to
do a thi…,” he grunted.
    Jenny enveloped the head of his shaft
with her mouth and wiggled her tongue around the ridge.
    Dan stumbled slightly. “Ah, I was
saying that we will take care of ev…”
    She caressed his balls lightly as she
began to suck.
    “ What’s wrong?” he
grunted. “Nothing, Mother. What I meant to say is we’ll take care
of everything. All that is required of you is to attend. Oh, and
can you call Marcuuuusss…” His voice rose in pitch as Jenny
swallowed the fullness of his shaft down her throat.
    He dropped the cell phone and gathered
her hair in his hand, helping to guide her gently. It was the first
time he’d taken control and it made her quiver. He groaned quietly
as she loved him with her throat.
    Jenny could hear his
mother’s muted cries on the phone. “Dan! Dan, is everything okay?
Damn it, Dan, where are you?” Jenny pulled out, took a deep breath
and slid his shaft back into her tight throat. He shuddered,
letting her know he was close. Jenny lightly caressed his balls
again and that simple touch caused a chain reaction. She felt them
tighten up as his cock pulsated in her throat, his seed flowing
into her. Such a sexy exchange.
    He pulled out and bent down to kiss
her cheek before picking up the phone. “It appears there’s a mouse
in the apartment. I tried to catch it, but the bugger got away.
Yeah, I don’t think an exterminator is necessary.” He looked down
at Jenny and winked. “I think a simple mousetrap will
suffice.”
    His mother went on for another minute
before Dan interrupted. “So call Marcus and we will be seeing you
at the cabin next Saturday.” He hung up before she could protest
further, then he shook his finger at her.
    “ Jenny, that was very
naughty.”
    She looked up at him and smiled coyly.
“I couldn’t help myself. You were naked and all. Kind of begging
for it, if you ask me.”
    He picked her up and flopped her on
the bed before crushing her with his weight. “I think I have
created a monster. One that swallows men whole.”
    She kissed his chin. “You have and now
you will have to live with the consequences.” Her tone became
serious when she asked, “Your mom is obviously not happy, but how
does your dad feel?”
    “ My father is surprised,
but agreeable. Really, he is not foolish enough to think he can
dictate my life. My mother… well, she still has some learning to
do.” Dan brushed his hair back out of his eyes and her heart
skipped a beat. “What about your parents?”
    “ My mom was out, so I only
talked to my dad. To be honest, he is worried about our mixed
marriage but they will be here. He was hoping I would marry within
my race. He doesn’t realize that people don’t care about mixed
marriages anymore, just because he and Mama suffered for it.
Thankfully, he has no idea how complicated our situation really
is. That will be
the challenging part for us. The way we started is not fairy tale
material.”
    “ Well, it is for romance
novels.”
    Jenny rolled her eyes and snorted,
“Very funny.”
    “ Lighten up, Baby. Sure we
will get a few judgmental stares in the beginning, but when people
see how perfect we are together they will forget our past. How we
started will become a memory and those that hated us will grow to
envy us.”
    She nestled in his arms. “You really
think so?”
    “ Not a doubt in my mind.”
He lifted himself off her and sat on the

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