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from the side of her mouth. She pulled off Jake with a loud pop, used her finger to
gathering the leaking cum and licked it off like the remnants of a most delicious
meal.
Jake pulled up his pants and sunk onto his knees beside her. “You‟re the
fucking best,” he murmured as he gathered her into his arms.
Sanai smiled and took her now clean her finger out of her mouth. “I know.
That‟s why you want to marry my black ass!”
Jake smiled and kissed her cheek roughly. “It‟s only one reason,” he said
giving her another squeeze. “But it‟s a damn good reason.”
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Chapter Ten
Sanai fussed with the yellow and white daisies pinned in her upswept hair.
Her corkscrew curls framed her face, falling from where they had been
pinned on the top of her head. Two tendrils grazed her shoulders. She smiled at
the vanity mirror, loving her reflection. She looked like a Barbie doll she‟d gotten
for her tenth birthday.
The tops of her breasts peeked out of the fitted white bodice covered in
delicate cream-colored lace. Her full skirts were impossibly heavy on her knees
and she almost regretted the fact that her new ice-blue Faragamo heels were not
visible under them. If she had to wear heels, she‟d like to be seen in them and get
some credit.
“You look beautiful, Lisa,” Sanai said turning to face her bridesmaids…or co-
maids of honor.
“This dress fit fine yesterday,” Lisa moaned incessantly smoothing the satin
over her bulging stomach. Her dark eyebrows were drawn together causing a faint
wrinkly between them.
“Oh, honey, you‟re pregnant,” Natalie said softly, “That baby is growing by
the hour. You‟re lucky I got that dress zipped at all.”
Lisa groaned and pushed her hair forward, over her shoulders. The long
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black tresses, fixed in giant barrel curls looked like they belonged on a porcelain
doll. She pushed the sleek curls around to position them over her ample cleavage.
Her swollen breasts protruded over the top of her dress.
Natalie rolled her hazel eyes and pushed Lisa‟s hair back behind her
shoulders. “Don‟t hide those things. They might be gone once you have that
baby.”
Lisa blushed hard, red obvious in her olive complexion. “Everyone is going
to stare at them.”
Sanai smiled. “I told you before you got married that you were going to be
in my wedding. No one told you to get knocked up on your honeymoon.”
“I know. I know,” Lisa sighed. “But I really wasn‟t thinking about you while
I was on my honeymoon!”
Sanai stuck her tongue out at her best friend and turned back to the mirror.
“Maybe if you were doing something other than making that baby, you could have
sent a sister a postcard or something!” she retorted over her shoulder.
“Ten minutes!” her mother trilled as she swept into the bride‟s room in a
flourish of burgundy silk. She smiled broadly at the three girls and made a beeline
for Sanai. Beverly cupped her daughter‟s face and sighed. “You look perfect,” she
whispered fiercely.
Sanai patted her mother‟s tiny hands as her breath caught. Beverly‟s eyes
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were brimming with unshed tears and intense emotion. “Thanks, mom.”
Beverly stood quickly and breezed over to where Nat and Lisa stood side-
by-side. “Oh, Nat, don‟t drink too much of this,” she said taking the flute of
champagne from her older daughter. “You have to be able to stand through the
entire ceremony.” Beverly turned to Lisa who instinctively took a step back. “Oh
honey, you are glowing and just beautiful, and these are coming in nicely!” She
cupped Lisa‟s full breasts, gently lifted them, and let them drop again.
Lisa‟s mouth fell open and her face flushed crimson. “Thuh-thuh-thank you,
Mrs. Jenkins.” Lisa‟s hands crept over her recently assaulted chest and stayed
there like a protective barrier between her and Sanai‟s giddy mother.
“Now, I‟m going to take my seat and watch my baby get married!” Beverly
disappeared through the door leaving a trail of Chanel #5 and three shocked
women staring at the door.
Natalie blinked first. “I think she‟s the one who needs to lay off the
champagne.”
They all burst into riotous laughter.
Natalie helped Sanai stand up from the chair in front of the vanity and
hugged her. “I know you have your new wedding dress and your blue garter and
shoes. So I want to let you borrow something old.”
Natalie pulled out a navy jewelry box from her big black “mom” purse.
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Sanai gasped when she opened the box. “Are these…”
“Great-grandma‟s pearl earrings.”
“I can‟t wear these! She willed them to you.”
“I know she willed them to me. That‟s why you‟re borrowing them. Now put
them on before mom comes back in here to count down the seconds!”
Jake grinned wickedly when they tumbled into the back of the limo. Sanai‟s
dress billowed between them as she tried to settle.
“I can‟t wait to take this damn thing off,” she grumbled pressing the skirts
down.
“I thought you‟d say something like that,” he said reaching for a dark blue
gym bag on the seat across from them. She unzipped the Nike bag and laughed.
“You brought me clothes!”
“I sure did!” Now, let me help you out of that dress,” Jake said wiggling his
dark blonde eyebrows.
Sanai swatted his hand mid-reach. “Don‟t even think about it!”
Jake groaned. “It‟s too late. I‟ve been thinking about it for the past week.”
Her mother had insisted they stay apart before the wedding…saving
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