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2:32 AM.

karla blinked, rubbing her eyes after looking at her phone light.

2:32 AM.

"why am i up so early?" she murmured to herself.

she turned back to her side, phone in hand. dimming down the brightness, she looked at her agenda for the day.

meeting at 9:30, meeting at 12, another at 3...

it was only monday; how was her schedule so full?

closing off of that app, karla opened her messages. 50 unopened. yeah, she was that type of person.

but of course at the very top and the only pinned contact was gwen— not a single message of hers unanswered.

fine. i guess i'll open them. karla thought.

and right at the top, the first one she saw was:

Mother
Me and your father are stopping by.

Don't be dirty. Get up and clean.

Make sure that girl of yours looks presentable too.

If she's still around you, that is.

"je t'aime maman," karla sarcastically said. "at least she missed me and gwen."
(love you mom.)

maybe, the mafia boss thought. maybe she's gotten a bit better.

"'that girl,'" shaking her head, she put the phone back on the bedside table. "she has a name, mother."

yet she wouldn't pay that much attention.

what a bitch.

she felt her teeth grind against each other, her heartbeat beating after thinking about her mother's messages.

yeah. she hasn't changed a single bit.

over on the other side of the bed laid gwen. from the silence of the room, she could hear the soft breathe fall from gwendolyn's mouth and the continuous rise and fall of her chest.

she scooted closer to her girlfriend, wanting to hold her in her arms.

while looking at gwen, karla debated waking gwendolyn up. hell, it was 2 in the morning, and she need her sleep.

but karla had a small... no, big urge.

of course, the right thing to do was to let gwen sleep from her long day, but what was wrong with simply feeling the warmth of her lover?

what would be wrong with feeling gwen's hands against her body? that's all she wanted to do; purely innocent intentions.

gwendolyn turned over in her sleep, her body now facing karla, allowing her to see her long eyelashes batting against her face sleepily.

karla placed both of her hands on the sides of gwen's face, gently kissing every inch of her face until she woke up. and from their time of dating, karla learned that gwendolyn was easy to wake up; especially with kisses.

"mhm, karla?" mumbled gwen.

the mafia boss playfully smiled. "it's me, love."

a moment of silence hung in the air. finally, gwendolyn replied, voice thick with sleep. "what's going on, sunshine?"

"hmm... nothing much," karla hummed. "just wanted to see you."

yet as she spoke, she moved closer to her girlfriend, in the process rubbing her dick against gwen's thigh.

a faint laugh escaped gwendolyn's mouth. "just wanted to see me, huh?"

karla pressed her body closer to gwen's. "maybe that and a little more."

"horny all the time," gwen said; voice full of sleep. "you're lucky i love you so much."

"mm, i love you more," karla responded.

🌹🌹🌹

against gwendolyn's shoulder, karla licked her tongue right up to gwen's ear.

her sleepy girlfriend hummed with pleasure, eyes still closed.

"making me do all the work this time, love?" karla mused.

gwen moved her body so she was facing karla, eyes still closed. "nuh uh, 'm not."

"keep on sleeping, i'll fuck you back awake," karla said in a seductive purr.

karla's arm hooked around gwen's leg, giving her access to her uncovered folds. two lazy fingers pressed against the flesh, waiting to sink in.

"c'mon karla," gwen whined. "put it in."

"not with that mouth, i won't." karla retorted. "what's the magic word?"

"please?"

"much better. make them wet for me, open up."

karla placed her ring and middle finger in front of karla's lips. gwendolyn opened her mouth, desperately sucking on her chocolate digits.

gwendolyn's tongue swirled around the fingers, making them as wet as they could so they could be inside of her. they had to be.

finally, karla took her fingers out of gwen's mouth and slipped them right inside her wetness.

"oh!" gwen sputtered.

at an unrelenting tempo, karla's fingers frantically dived further and further into gwen's pussy.

in the still of the early morning, the heavy moans of gwendolyn becoming undone and the wet spurts of her dripping cunt rang inside the bedroom.

the fingers grew slick with gwen's wetness, deft traces of fingers around gwen's clit made the girl go dizzy-eyed with lust and pleasure.

"ngh, k-karla!"

"mhm? talk to me, pretty girl."

"i-i want— need—"

"need what?" karla's breath pressed against gwen's ear. "talk to me."

karla's fingers slammed harder into gwendolyn, pussy juice exploding all over the bedsheets.

even after the climax, the long fingers worked methodically and firmly; finding even more sweet spots and then massaging them until the sweet girl came again.

"fuck!" the burn from the climax left gwendolyn undone, her head now leaning against karla's body.

the moment she thought she could breathe, ready fingers tweaked and prodded at her nipples.

"well look at that," karla awed. "your cute little nipples are hard."

gwen let out an involuntary whimper, body quivering at the touch.

a familiar, hard shaft nudged the gwen's back. "my flower, you know what i'll do next with my dick?"

"f-fuck me?" gwen trembled.

"better than that," karla's voice purred. "i'll fuck a baby into your cute little cunt."

gwendolyn felt her wetness drip pools onto the bed.

"you're soaking cunt wants it, doesn't it?"

gwen nodded feverishly, the ache in between her legs driving her insane.

"say it. you need it," karla growled.

"i-i need it!"

"that's my good girl."

karla moved gwendolyn onto the bed, the whole front of her body almost exposed while facing her. karla kneeled closer, her nose almost touching gwen's.

at last, they met. their tongues colliding, saliva messily dripping down their chins, and tangling themselves in one another.

releasing herself one the kiss to catch her breath, gwen moaned. "karla..."

not saying a single word, karla tore the shirt off gwen's plump body, her full chest and erect nipples begging to be sucked. yet karla couldn't get distracted. she wouldn't.

gently, the tip of her cock pressed against gwen's opening. bit by bit, all nine inches pushed inside, buried in gwen's warmth.

she grabbed both of gwen's legs, holding them against her chest as support. and finally:

the thrusts started.

the hungry jerking of her hips pushed her dick further into gwen's body, stuffing her completely.

hips snapping, she fucked recklessly. the sound of smacking flesh filled the room, the sound of her balls slapping against gwen's thighs at her unrelenting tempo.

"please, please, more!" gwendolyn cried out.

tirelessly, karla's energy was focused only on claiming gwen's full body to herself. hell, the whole unholy sight of her.

the poor girl's eyes rolled back in pleasure, uncontrollable drool running down her mouth, the deadly grip on the sheets.

as karla pounded deeper and harder, the meaty cock tip hit deeper than before. karla's dick had filled her to the brim, it kissing her cervix.

the pain mixed with the pleasure ran gwen closer to cumming.

"my perfect girl. you're going to make me come so hard." karla panted, voice thick with lust.

karla slammed her hips, gripping gwendolyn's leg tighter. in. she was all the way in.

gwen felt tears prick at her eyes at the nonstop stimulation, shivers running down her spine. "oh, please, please... harder!"

pleasured tears began to spill as gwen begged for more as her toes curled tightly holding off her orgasm for as long as possible.

yet in karla's eyes, gwen looked irresistible.

so beautiful, yet ruined by the taints of sex.

her face a dark shade of red as her back arched deeply before rolling her head back, cursing into the air out of pleasure.

karla needed to cum inside of gwen. fuck a baby right inside of her.

"more, more..." gwen started to repeat, moans becoming filthier with every thrust. karla felt the urge to cum nearing as gwen sobbed, and all she did was listen.

yet, her dick was twitching at the sound.

she began thrusting up into gwen, the tip of her dick pressed inside of the girl's cervix repeatedly.

gwen's eyes rolled far beneath her lids as her jaw completely went slack, speechless she was. she'd never felt this good before.

the fucked girl whined, a stream of drool slipping from her open mouth each time the dick rubbed against her sensitive walls.

but finally;

it wasn't long until karla came. her mind went completely blank, her pleasure consuming her whole— leaving her to feel the stimulation only.

utterly euphoric.

gwendolyn was stuffed to the utmost brim, pussy bubbling out with cum.

"'m full," she softly uttered. "s-so full..."

with that, karla gently released the girl's legs, exhausted, and fucked herself.

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"you're a demon." gwendolyn blankly stated.

karla smugly grinned. "what do you mean?"

gwen frowned, stepping into the hot shower with karla. "my body hurts."

"mm, you weren't complaining earlier though. you wanna hear more?" smirked karla.

"no, you wouldn't," huffed gwen.

"'oh please, give me more of that cock!" karla mocked.

"don't use my sex-hazed self against me!" defended gwen. "i've never said anything like that before."

"how do you know? good sex can do some crazy things to your mind."

even under the water, gwendolyn felt her face burn. "j-just get clean!"

karla wrapped her arms around gwen's shoulders, breasts pressing against her back. "is there enough time for a round two?"

"we agreed to meet your parents at one, karla. we don't have enough time."

karla started to place wet kisses all over gwen's face, attempting to convince her. "but baby..."

gwendolyn turned around in karla's hold. "we'll have plenty of time later, i'm sure."

her girlfriend moved one of her hands onto her ass. "just one little second?"

"nooo karla," gwendolyn pulled on her grasp, grabbing the soap. "if you're so horny like this, i don't do this again."

"fine, if you insist," karla defeatedly answered. she turned around her gwendolyn, giving her a clear sight of her back.

back muscles.

my god, gwendolyn feverishly thought. i'm too lucky.

"don't get distracted too much back there," karla snarly snidely commented.

after their shower, the two of them got dressed in the bathroom together. gwendolyn decided to wear a long-sleeved blue dress, stopping right above her knees.

she had picked out karla's clothes to match hers, making sure they both wore blue elements in their outfits.

gwendolyn dragged her pink lipstick across her lips. "karla, are you about ready to go?"

"no," frowned karla, resting her head onto gwen's shoulder. "i've got a feeling."

"bad or good feeling?"

karla sighed. "nothing's good with them, you know that."

"but maybe..." gwendolyn kissed karla's cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark. "things will be different."

"but how different?"

"we'll have to go out to see that, won't we?"

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the rain hit harder against the restaurant's windows; each drop exploding as it slammed against the glass pane.

in a fruitless effort of looking "busy," gwendolyn had taken up the duty of observing every drop of rain that hit the window.

of course, she was trying to distract herself from the painfully awkward silence that hung over the restaurant table.

karla's mother, marlene, cleared her throat. "samuel, this place is a dump. why on earth did i listen to you?"

"honey, you decided on this place last night," karla's father replied. "i just agreed with you."

marlene sniffed. "but i hate eating meat."

"yet you chose a steakhouse for us to meet at," interrupted miles. "please, why complain about your own doing?"

gwendolyn bit her lip, focusing harder on the window.

"watch your mouth, miles."

"please," he scoffed. "you won't do a single thing to me."

moving her gaze from the window, gwen glanced at karla, who was focusing on the table than the pointless bickering.

under the table, gwen grasped karla's hand, gently squeezing it.

"well, uh... how have things been mrs. pierce? you look lovely today," asked gwendolyn.

"flattery won't get you anywhere, flower girl." marlene rolled her eyes. "it's been alright i suppose."

gwendolyn forced a smile. "that's lovely! what about owen, will he be able to make it?"

"he's busy." her lips stretched into a thin line. "said he had some business of his own to attend too."

"o-oh," muttered gwen. "how's his candle-making business going?"

marlene gritted her teeth. "he makes resin nightlights. things have been never been better."

"instead of selling a hundred nightlights, he's sold two hundred!" samuel chimed in. "give my boy three more years i say; he'll be a national treasure."

"if that makes his heart happy, then i'm happy for him," karla grumbled.

luckily, a waiter pulled up to their table, saving the dreary conversation between the family. one by one, the waiter asked for everyone's order, then reached gwendolyn last.

"alright, and what will be your drink with that?" the waiter asked.

gwendolyn looked down at the menu. "an mojito sounds perfect."

and as soon as the waiter walked away, the silence returned.

this time, instead of focusing on the window and rain, gwendolyn placed her focus on karla.

her girlfriend's plump lips and the way they graced her face, every last mole on her face, and clear skin. something about the way she made her feel was...

"am i that fine?" karla smirked at gwen.

gwendolyn grinned, covering her smile with her hand. "i think you now the answer to that."

"but i'd like to hear it from your mouth," karla leaned her head against her hand. "unless you don't—"

"you're more than fine, karla. you're the prettiest person i've ever met."

miles snorted. "gross. take that lovey-dovey mess somewhere else."

"oh, please. hater."

while the siblings bickered, the time passed by effortlessly, at least to gwendolyn. before she knew it, drinks had been passed out, and everyone at the table had their own.

the tall glass of mojito with leaves of mint stared back at gwendolyn. water droplets slid down the side of the glass, creating a small puddle.

gwen sipped on the black straw, the taste of the sweet rum, lime, and mint hitting her tongue.

at first, the drink tasted refreshing, yet after her first sip, an odd aftertaste set in her mouth.

she couldn't tell if it was the alcohol causing her to feel that way.

and so, sip after sip, she drank until the mojito was half empty. although, her mouth felt strangely dry.

finally, the table had eased into calm chatter about the drinks and the long wait for their food.

"samuel, remind me never to eat here again," marlene complained.

samuel hummed. "alright, honey. whatever makes you happy."

"mom, it takes some time for steak to be cooked," said miles.

"so what?" sneered marlene, adjusting the gold bracelets on her wrist. "they could always work faster."

again? gwen thought in defeat. she felt her leg bouncing in place, impatient to go anywhere but here.

"what's going on, baby? talk to me."

karla's long, ringed fingers lightly touched gwendolyn's leg; her leaning down and speaking directly into gwen's ear.

"ah, it's nothing!" gwendolyn exclaimed. "give me just a second, i've got to go to the restroom."

"alright." karla sealed their lips together in a kiss. "i love you."

"i love you too."

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gwendolyn sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror.

suddenly, she became much more aware of her skin-tight dress and how it pulled and prodded at her body; and somehow the way her makeup appeared to be lifting up.

"madeline did my makeup so much better..." gwen said mumbled.

painfully though, she had not spoken to madeline since their last phone call.

again, she examined herself in the mirror, this time looking at the length of her hair almost touching her shoulder. had it really been that long since a haircut?

she leaned towards the mirror closer, this time eyeing every inch of her face.

but the more she looked, the frames of the mirror started to bend. the walls swirled into small circles, the floor melting under her feet.

gwendolyn desperately held onto the restroom counter, her breath becoming uneven as she attempted to stay off the ground. 

"poor, poor gwen. what happened to you?" the voice grew closer to her, the clicking of heels following.

looking right at the mirror, behind her stumbling figure was a very familiar woman, wrist covered in her finest gold bracelets.

gwendolyn heaved a sigh of pain. "oh, please... not again. w-wait, marlene, listen—"

"you're not in the correct position to direct me to do anything." marlene hissed. "you're in my hands now."

just like déjà vu, her mouth was roughly covered by their hand, and her vision finally went blurry. again.

marlene chuckled, kneeling on the ground with gwendolyn, a sick smile spread on marlene's face.

"it'll all be okay, sweetie. just wait until scarlett sees your pretty little face."

fuck.

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and shes here!! how was the smut?😏

i think after writing this 2,800 word chapter made me realize the end of my pretty flower is near ☹️

BUT i'm debating on starting two other books, one gxg and another gxb, so if y'all want that i WILL deliver!!

what do y'all think will happen next?

- blushlily 🫶🏾