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A paperback book was balanced in just one of Ghost's hands as he leaned against the tree, the other hand stroking your hair as he read calmly. Sitting on a picnic blanket with some pots that held sandwiches and fruit, he placed you on his lap. The sun was just a few moments away from setting and most of the families had already left the park, leaving only the occasional couple there โ including the two of you.
As it was the celebration of five years of marriage in a stable and loving relationship, Ghost had an idea in mind; fulfill that dirty fantasy that you two had already talked about a while ago. However, he didn't give you any clue as to what it would be, just asking you to wear light fabric clothes for the picnic, coming up with some lame excuse that it was because of the weather that day and not because he planned to fuck you senseless.
Ghost waited a little longer, until your attention was scattered so that he innocently moved his hand down to your waist, squeezing slowly, then becoming bold enough to enter the fabric of your underwear, "Shh." he whispered before without any qualms, sliding two fingers inside you, "Open your legs wider." Simon ordered, smiling beneath his mask as he watched you obey him. With that, he began to move his fingers with a calculated slowness, not caring about one look or another that other couples threw at the two of you.
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