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The guard told her he was in the library with her. She walked over and heard shouting. Mainly Felipe.
"Dammit, Maria. It is over. You were a mistake. And one I can't get rid of. I'm engaged to be married to the most beautiful woman on earth. Why the hell would I ever want you again?"
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They both laughed and he kissed her. He felt so happy, he thought he would burst. He wondered though, how Carlos and Emilio were fairing. He hadn't talked to them since he left the first time. Before he and Amaya got engaged. He wondered if Bonnie and Camila knew about everything. Both were away with his guys in different parts of France. They would have to be notified as soon as possible. Amaya waited for Felipe in the parlor and she was surprised when Maria came back through the door. She looked at Amaya as she held the knife in her hand. Amaya was afraid, at first, then she caught a glimpse of Pierre and Sergio standing there watching Maria's every move.
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When they reached a more secure room, Arturo asked Pierre everything Amaya knew how to do. "Now, Pierre, please tell me everything my future daughter in law has skills in." "W
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He led her to the king-size bed, fit for a king. He kissed her and lowered her to the bed. The minute they were both on the bed, she climbed atop of him. She slowly removed his shirt and began kissing his chest. He reached for her, but she told him to leave his hands above his head. He did as she said. She reached his neck and started to use her tongue. When she got to his lips, she teased him. Nibbling at the corners of his mouth until he tried to kiss her. She moved her way back down his neck. Licking the curls on his chest as she passed them. As she moved lower, he almost couldn't take it. She licked around his belly button and kissed his stomach lower and lower. When she got to his waistline, he stopped her.
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"What have I told you about using that room? Or if you use that room to leave this unlocked?" "Well, father I didn't think it applied anymore since I was in there with my fiancé. My pregnant fiancé at that."
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She'd scold Chloe for this. She hoped he'd get over it. Only time will tell. Chloe came back with her dress and gave Amaya an apologetic look. She knew what she had said that scared Felipe so much. Amaya forgave her, of course. Felipe had decided not to go with Amaya back to France and knew why. He kissed her goodbye and saw her off. Amaya was a bit down nowadays because of it. After they reached home, Amaya told her mother and father about the wedding plans and they agreed. After that, Ms. Lola was over almost every day working on the dress. Camila had returned and she too was engaged, to Emilio. And Bonnie was engaged to Carlos now, very recently, though. Chloe and her mother were worried about her. She ate and stayed healthy and a
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He smiled and took her and kissed it. He led them to her room and shut and locked it. She led him to the bed but because of her condition, he insisted she be on the bottom. She agreed. She didn't care as long she had him. He wasn't too rough on her, taking it slow. He still pleasured her in ways she hadn't been taught yet. It didn't really last long. He didn't want to spend a lot of time on top of her. He didn't want to possibly hurt the baby. He was in love with her; he knew that for a fact. She laid there in his arms, fast asleep. He hoped it would like this all of the time, but he doubted it. The two weeks passed by almost immediately. Two days before the wedding day, Felipe returned to Spain and told her he'd see her at the church. The wedding ceremony would take place at
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She kissed him, got up, and dressed. He watched her leave the room and wondered how long it would be until she realized she wasn’t in her house. It didn’t take long for her to come back, but she came back with something in her hand. Someone showed her where to go. When he looked closer, it was a bottle. She must have got it from the parlor. She knew where that was. She sat back down on the bed and handed him the bottle and a glass. She had a glass in her hand and said she wanted to make a toast. &nbs
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He began to kiss her. Then, it was like a desire he’d been hiding that he could now release. In one quick motion, he removed her nightgown. He was on top of her within seconds. Still being naked, he had no trouble moving to make her do as he wanted. He pinned her against their bed and just looked at her for a moment. She stared up at him in shock with desire in the depths of her eyes. She knew what he was going to do. Though she didn’t know whether she liked it or not. He apologized in advance if he hurt her, then he began. He started at her neck; kissing first, then using his tongue. He moved his way down to her breasts. Concentrating on one nipple at a time. It spent time on it until it drove her mad. He wanted to pleasure her in ways that she had never known be
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