Kiss Me Not

The morning after, Kimmy woke up feeling rather sore and weak. However, a sense of satisfaction bloomed within her, a knowing smirk spreading across her face as she placed her hand over her bare stomach.

"We really went at it, huh…"

She could still remember the events of last night. Well, it went beyond night and pretty much stretched into the wee hours of the morning, but she digressed. It was beyond magical. Cain truly took her to her limits, taking her in ways that she never even thought were possible despite having gone at it for hours. She didn't even think that she was that flexible, and yet her body managed to do feats of acrobatics that probably explained why her back felt like it just went through a taffy puller.

"Oww…" she groaned as sat up, her spine creaking as she looked at herself. "Damn… I feel so sticky…"

Letting off a sigh, Kimmy managed to slide herself off the bed, taking her naked self immediately into the bathroom to wash off all the dried semen and fluids clinging onto her skin. It was then that she somehow felt something dripping from underneath her.

"Oh my god… Really?"

She shook her head in both mirth and annoyance. Somehow, she still had cum inside her, and it was now dripping all over her thighs.

"Great… Now I really have to clean up…"

***

Making herself ready, Kimmy got out of the bathroom just in time for Cain to get up from his side of the bed. Flashing him a smile, she spoke up, "Finally awake?"

"Yeah," he grumbled out. "Good morning, Kimberly."

"Good morning," she chuckled. "I suppose I'll be waiting for you to freshen up?"

"I'll make it quick," Cain nodded, getting up from the bed and walking to the washroom. "We still have a lot of things to do, yeah?"

"Yeah…" Kimmy trailed off, her eyes fixated on a rather large cock swaying with each step. "You do that…"

Cain blinked at her just as he was about to close the door. He thought about asking her to join him, but he simply shrugged as he closed the door. He tired her too much already so he would try to behave for a while. Meanwhile, Kimmy let out a relieved sigh as the tempting site was finally out of her vision.

"Phew… Glad he actually disappeared for once," she whispered to herself. "We're gonna be too busy with actual work today… Can't be distracted too much…"

It was only right. They had to plan their wedding arrangements, as well as the logistics regarding their guests and family. Still…

"I'll go on ahead with breakfast then," she called out into the bathroom. "Meet me there, okay?"

"Sure thing, Kimberly," his voice echoed out.

Nodding to herself, she quickly got out of the hotel room and down to their complimentary breakfast.

She let off a sigh of relief. "That was close…"

Shaking her head, she cleared her thoughts for the discussions to come. It wouldn't do them any good if all she had in her thoughts were images of her fiance's massive cock and how she wished it impregnated her with every spurt of his seed.

"Cut it out, Kimberly…" she whispered to herself, a growing blush already spreading on her cheeks. "Focus…"

Getting on the elevator, her thoughts were still filled with his cock as she pushed the button. She grimaced to herself. She could only hope that she'd actually start thinking properly later. For now, she just had to let her imaginations run wild.

"It's only for a bit… It won't be too much…"

***

"So, what's the plan?"

Looking up from her breakfast, Kimmy eyed Cain with a thinking look as she thought up of ideas. Currently, they were sharing a table at the hotel's complimentary breakfast. The food was great, as expected, and they gave themselves ample time to eat and share an occasional loving stare before they got into the nit and grit of things.

"I thought we're gonna do it at your mom's house?" she questioned. "It's gonna do wonders for her availability, right?"

"Yeah, but how do we go about it?" Cain questioned in turn, nursing a cup of coffee in his hands as he raised an eyebrow. "Space is gonna be limited, and we'll have to adjust to having just the front yard as both the place for ceremony and reception."

"I see…" she trailed off, blowing off a small sigh. "I guess we have to downsize the reception then."

"We can always just let the caterers use the kitchen," he suggested. "As for the ceremony, we can ask whoever organizer we'll hire to make it modular so we can get rid of it once we're done."

Kimmy hummed at the suggestion. She supposed that such a plan could work if they had enough prep done…

"Oh, you guys are here."

Looking up, Kimmy flashed a smile as her Uncle Sean appeared with his usual getup. Taking a seat at their table, he placed his own plate of breakfast in front of him and dug in.

"So, what're you guys up to?" the older man asked, his smile still stained with a bit of food.

"We're just planning out the wedding," Kimmy responded. "Any ideas?"

The man hummed into his spoon, his brows furrowing as he gave out a measured response. "Well, I'll let you two handle the logistics and all that. All I can say is that we should prepare some food that all of us are gonna like."

"I see," Cain nodded. "Any ideas?"

"I can at least tell you what Kimmy and Leila's favorites are," he nodded. "Any allergies as well, and that goes double for any guests you might have."

"You know what my favorite food is?" Kimmy asked, surprised.

"Yeah?" he answered as if it was a matter of fact. "I've been with you and your mother for a good while. I can at least remember what you two like."

Hearing his nonchalant answer, Kimmy couldn't help but feel happy. Even her father didn't know what she liked, or even her allergies for that matter. Somehow, Uncle Sean truly was the father she never had.