Page 85 of Wicked

I’m still exhaustedfrom last night’s sex class; I need an afternoon rest. My teacher joins me in bed, and we lay against each other, talking.

Tito lays near the fire’s embers, and it’s gentle after the storm and with my life changing so fast.

As Dante plays with my hair, we talk about life, and we lay against each other. I like it when he sits behind me, and he plays with my hair. Also, when he pulls it hard, and I’m yanked back onto his cock.

As I roll over, we kiss slow and long. I feel good. Really good, and I also feel a rare calm. Maybe evencontent.As I think about dinner and the evening ahead, I propose a picnic.

“We can’t. We’ve got plans,” Dante says.

“What?” I huff, sitting up.

“We have another wedding.”

“What?” I yelp, confused.

“A friend of the family this time. Long story.”

“Well, can I borrow another gown?”

Dante shakes his head. “Sorry, this time is more… formal.” Dante rolls over and gets his cell. “That reminds me.”

As he waits for the call to connect, he whispers low, “What size are you?”

I tell him my size in a whisper before he mumbles, “Sister.” The call connects and he says, “Hey.” I watch Dante talk to his sister, and it’s nice to see him family oriented. I haven’t met her yet, but Dante discussed Bianca one night.

“Listen, what size are you?”

I wonder if I’ll be walking into some size and style trap, and I start to get anxious. I think of my Givenchy dress, but then I realize it’s likely unsuitable for a wedding.

It is too dark, too late at night, and too over the top.

“Can you bring it, and anything else matching? Great. To the villa?” There is a long pause, and he says, “Perfect, and thanks. Any shoes?”

Dante shoots me a look, and I hold up fingers to match my size. Dante tells his sister, and I raise a brow. “Lucky and perfect!”

He ends the call, and I stare at him. What the heck am I about to walk into now?

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DANTE

We leave Tito to guard the castle, and I drive us to the villa in the old Ferrari. I contemplate the theme park idea to save the castle, and I process the up and downsides. There are many details to consider, but it may just work. Attending the wedding will not burn too much of my time, and it’ll be good to see the family again.

As we get ready for the wedding back at the hotel villa, I dress in my suite as Raven readies herself in the bathroom.

I check the new navy suit prepared in Milan in the mirror, and it fits like a glove.

Five minutes later, Raven and I exit our rooms. She is wearing my sister’s golden satin dress and the matching high heels. She also has diamond earrings from my sister that I forced her to wear.

As I kiss the gorgeous woman in the hall, I’m stunned by her beauty. Her eyes are smoky now, and her hair looks spectacular. It’s gelled or slicked back, and her golden wet hair look matches the golden gown.

“You look amazing,” I say.

The humble beauty blushes, and I’m glad she caved and is wearing the earrings.

Raven was worried about losing one, but I told her they’re insured. Who knows if that’s true, and who really cares? I could buy her a thousand more, and at this rate, I may just do that.

I follow my hot, curvy student down the stairs, and I gulp. Her butt is beyond hot, and the satin shows it off perfectly.

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