Page 9 (1/2)
Could I pick up his tux at lunch, ha! I didn’t even eat lunch, but no h to run the errand, bringing the tux back to the office with a smile She was the best Simon, I’d deal with later
I made it to the rehearsal with a few ot a text froht about how exhausted he was going to be after flying halfway around the world But it wasn’t his fault his flight was delayed, and Iso with Jillian’s family, I made my way inside the church to where she and Benja with the
Dark suit, tanned skin, that little bit of salt starting to edge out the pepper at his teuy you wanted your guy to beco full well that when he went full charm we all turned to mush
"Hi, Benjamin," I said, already on ht" He tucked rin, and I could feel the blood rise tomush "So where is that idiot best man of mine?"
"Here! Idiot is here!" I heard, and in rushed Simon Hair still damp from the shower, clad in his own dark suit and tie, he hurried toBenjamin’s hand, he dropped a kiss on Jillian’s cheek, then turned toazeon his chest His face was sun kissed from the days spent on the ocean, with the tiniest of freckles here and there Fucking gorgeous man And the best part? The way he looked at irl in the room
"Hey, babe"
The man was a poet
"Hey"
I was too
He leaned down, eyes staying with mine until a second after his lips touched ainst mine once, then twice, then by the third tiue darted out to gently nudge at the seam of my lips, and when they parted for him, it flicked out to taste me
Were we in a church? I was clueless, because in that moment all I felt, all I kneas Si body anywhere it was pressed againstDowny fillingdown on , and as he broke our kiss to rest his forehead againsther eyebrow at us
"Simon," I whispered, within our bubble
"Yes?"
"Ihi, he spun me so I was next to him, and we turned back to Jillian and Benja us
"What? I irl" He tucked me farther into his side and I s?" he asked
• • •
The rehearsal ell, the dinner even better Jillian and Benja a private roone flowed, fa heavy appetizers instead of a foret to know each other as they moved from table to table
Si, when I wasn’t assisting Jillian with last-minute details While there were several other bridesmaids and a maid of honor, Jillian trustedWhich is why I was the one with the sewing kit and the hemorrhoid crea second cousins and business partners on both sides, Sied to steal me away for secret kisses and whispered dirty talk in every nook and cranny of that restaurant
"What’s got into you?" I asked, breathless after a fevered kiss on the terrace I’d colass railing by a handsy Wallbanger
"Into you, now that’s sounds like a wonderful idea," heme in with his arms, he pressed his body into mine I leaned my head back onto his shoulder as he teasedle into his hair "Behave yourself, ently but insistently into my backside My eyes popped open, asdo we need to stay here?"
"Um, I don’t think we should leave until Jillian and Benjamin are ready I think that’d be--!" My head dropped back farther as he swept one hand up from my waist to just below led to think, to stay focused
"Uh, well,hs "Okay, now I think we should leave This is crazy"
"Atta girl" He had ood-byes in less than a minute, into the elevator in three minutes, and had me in the back of a cab five minutes after that
And when I say had me, boy, did he try
• • •
After successfully fending off Siet underup our apartave up all ownership of as below my belly button when he bent me over the back of the sofa inside my apartment and re teeth! I can’t even!
I’d read this particular scene in many romance novels; I’d never experienced it in real life I alondered how exactly that would happen Did he take a big bite of the part over your hip? Use one canine to peel it off from the front? Sexy novels onlyof cheating, if he used his hands to assist, but the teeth were the prial?
Roer does it
Hands went inside my skirt frouided h the darkened apartment, his mouth was on hswith my eyeballs when I hit the pillows face-first, after he’d spun me and pushed me over the arm with my bum in the air Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between s as my skirt was lifted and placed out of his way I felt his hands nudging hs as his fingers dipped inside the lace of my panties Had I dressed up for my man? Oh hell, yes
White Lacey Sweet Guaranteed tonow, heavily He kissed h the barrier I cried out, having been ready for thatin the restaurant
With his hands wrapped around--and I swear that’s the only way I can describe the guttural noises corasped the top of hs and toward my knees, and that’s as far as they went, because: Simon Was Impatient
With roaned
"Mmm, there’s that sweet pussy"
Not all men can handle the P-word And boy, is that a mouthful Ahem Some say it all the tiood P-word is all about placement: when to say it, where to say, how to say it Dirty talk is an art Do it too often, it beco Siht He was like a perfect bowl of set back to that mouthful
I was done for even before his lips hit hts when I need it slow And there are nights when I need it sweet And then there are nights when I need it fast and filthy
Guess which night this was?
I came twice on his ed into me with one swift stroke With one hand flat on le me exactly how he needed it? Hell, yes
It was deep and hard and intense And so very fast and filthy
Was I still wearing ht it on horacious, yes
• • •
Later on, piled into a pile on the couch with Si Which was inoverit was still ten feet away
"I can’t reach "
"Pretty sure it’s not," he insisted, twisting around behind ainst the cushions Then it proain
"I can’t reachplowed like that will make you a little thick in the head "Hey, did you just bite ot two scoops of delicious staring ht in the face"
He had indeed bitten one of the two scoops I rolled o for the phone
"Don’t take awayyou"
"Oh, scoop this," I teased,to sneak out frofor my phone, I looked back at Simon, prone on the couch still with his pants around his ankles