Semua Bab Naughty Genie: Pleasing My Master (Book complete): Bab 131 - Bab 138

They remained on the floor for quite some time, neither bothering to move the few feet over to the bed. It would have been too far to go, and too long without the other pressed intimately against them. Stephen held her close, stroking her long, light brown hair, and rubbing her back tenderly. Grace clung to him, pressing an endless series of loving kisses against his lips. It was as close to heaven as he could ever devise. The best part was that now they were safe, and no longer had to worry about magic or wardens or the Order once more. Right? Stephen whispered against her lips, "Grace, are we truly safe now? We don't have to worry about the wardens finding us?" She nodded slightly, and used her finger to trace the outline of his mouth. "They are pulled towards the feel of magic. Wishing makes it worse, but they can track just by the pull. I think when you used the wish outside yesterday, that's what let Hanif know who we were. The pull of

"I need this so bad," she whispered breathlessly. "I need you. I always will, Grace," his lips whispered in return against her ear, before a teasing tongue darted out to bridge the connection. Soon enough, she clutched his face with both hands, her eyes piercing into his. "You are the best man I've ever met, and the only one I want to spend forever with. I love you, from now until my last day. I'll love you forever, Stephen." Stephen smiled, almost too overwhelmed to form a fitting response. Instead, he grinned at her, and replied simply, "You say that now, but tell me what you really think of me after knowing me more than two months!" Grace giggled, and kissed him to shut him up. Their hands slid between their bodies, as both of them fumbled with his erection to line him in. In one smooth thrust, he entered her fully, and what was once two became one. "Mmm," Grace moaned, feelin

"Now, if I may have your attention everyone, the maid of honor would like to give her toast," announced the emcee, as a microphone was taken over to the bridal party table, and a taller, honey blonde haired girl stood on her feet, resplendent in her deep purple dress. She began her toast much like every other wedding toast, first thanking the bride and groom for allowing her to be there, and then following with an older story that described her friendship with the bride that went back many years. She told a couple stories of them from high school, and proceeded to say how beautiful the wedding was, and how she wished many years of happiness for the newlywed couple. "I'd also like to thank all those who made it here in attendance tonight, especially those coming a long way," gushed the maid of honor, reading from her note cards. "I'd also like to thank the grandparents of the bride for being here, coming here all the way from Kansas!" "That's

"You ever wonder when we turned into the little old grandparents?" Grace asked. Stephen chuckled slightly, as he had lost several inches with age. Grace never had them to begin with, always being tiny, and now their heads barely poked out of the crowd. "I'm not sure," he replied, thoughtfully, before looking down into her eyes. "But if that's the price I need to pay for a life with you, I'll pay it gladly." Grace smiled warmly looking up to meet his eyes, "I love you, Stephen. After all these years, and all these children, I love you just as much as the day we met." "You mean, that day when you showed up in my bedroom kneeling on the floor?" "You were so frightened of me at first," she giggled. "It's not every day a half naked genie shows up in my bedroom," he laughed. Grace looked out into the crowd. "What do you think they would do, if they all knew what I