Page 52 of Twisted Hunger


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I happily take his arm, inhaling his cologne's familiar and intoxicating scent, and let him escort me to where our parents are. Beau is slow with releasing my arm when we get to the meeting spot, and we receive another glare from his father. My mother notices and gently taps Bain on the chest.

"Not here, honey." Mom's voice is soft as she says it.

Instead of making a huge scene on their wedding day, I retract my hand from Beau's arm. I feel the loss of his warmth instantly, which earns me a grunt from him, letting me know he's not happy. I try to tell him it will be okay through a look I give him, but he's too pissed at his father.

Beau moves to Bain's side and clasps his hands behind his back, ignoring all attempts of Bain trying to talk to him. Bain gives up as the guests start filing out to say their congratulations. I want to go to Beau so badly, but I know it will need to wait. I move to my mother's side and paste on a smile for the guests.

“Congratulations, Bain!” A portly older gentleman states as he takes Bain's hand, "Such a beautiful wife, and look at that…you even gained a beautiful daughter!"

I wince at the title, but Bain accepts the man's words. "That I did! Looks like I'm going to be polishing my gun to keep the boys at bay." Bain laughs with the man.

At that moment, Beau must have had his breaking point, because he excuses himself and walks away. I sigh as I watch him go down the corridor and into a restroom. My mother smiles softly at me, knowing just as I do why Beau had to excuse himself.

I hear my phone vibrate in my clutch while sitting at the table. My mom and Bain are still mingling out on the floor, so I check my message. It's Beau. I smile at the new name I have for him in my phone but then drop it, so as not to give anything away if Bain is to look over here. Beau has not appeared since excusing himself, and I started worrying. Sitting straight up in my chair, I read his text.

ARM CANDY: Meet me outside the front corridor's restroom.

ME: On my way…

I glance over at the bride and groom and meet my mother's eyes. I indicate that I'm going to go check on Beau, and she gives me a slight nod. Hopefully, she can keep her new husband distracted for a little while.

Slipping out of the Reception Hall, I head to the front of the venue and take a left down the corridor where the restrooms are. There are other restrooms closer to where the reception is being held, so we should be safe here. Nearing the door where Beau disappeared through earlier, I look around, but the hallway is empty.

Suddenly, I'm grabbed from behind, with a hand covering my mouth. I'm dragged backward into the restroom and hear the lock click. When I hear Beau's voice in my ear, I truly relax, even though I already knew it was him by the scent of his cologne.

"I fucking need you so badly." He shoves me against the wall and lifts my dress.

Nineteen

Beau's hand remains over my mouth. "You look so damn hot in this dress, Ryan. You should have known better than to wear it around me."

I'm not the one who picked the dress out, but Mom did do an excellent job choosing one that hugs all of my curves. My hands flatten against the wall when I hear his zipper coming down. I try to tell him to let me turn around, but he growls into my ear.

"Shh, we don't need the guests hearing us, baby. Daddy would be very angry if he were to learn that his son is fucking his daughter in the bathroom. Now, wouldn't he?"

Why is it when he puts it that way, and it sounds so taboo, my core throbs, and I drip with need? I moan as soon as he thrusts into me from behind. My breasts are pressed against the wall as he remains still once he's in.

"Don't say a fucking word," Beau orders, and then he rips my thong from my body and stuffs it in my mouth. "I want both my hands for this."

Shuffling just a couple of feet to the right, the vanity is there, and I automatically grab the edge as I stare at Beau in the mirror. His green eyes are dark with lust, but I see anger swimming in them as well. He pulls my hips out and kicks my feet, so I spread them wider.

"Fuck, Ryan. I don't know if I can ever give this up…give you up!"

He pulls the top of my dress down and cups my breasts before proceeding to pound into me. Moans and whimpers are muffled through my thong as Beau takes what he wants. I feel the pending climax and do nothing to hold it back. The way Beau is fucking me, he can release at any time, so I will let him take me over the edge before that happens.

"MMPH!" My muffled cry echoes through the restroom.

Beau's smile is a wicked one. It reminds me of how he used to smile when he bullied me, and for some reason, it turns me on like no other. I ride the waves of my climax, and once they're done, Beau pulls out and spins me around. Lifting me at the waist, he sets me at the edge of the counter, grabs my wrists, and yanks them above my head.

He holds them tightly against the coolness of the mirror, "Spread your gorgeous thighs for me, baby." He slips between them when I do. "Wider. Let me see that beautiful cunt of mine."

I moan and do as he says, opening up for him as far as possible. Still wearing that wicked grin, he pushes back into me, biting his bottom lip. His groan turns me on more, and I can feel another orgasm start to build. My breasts are hanging out over the top of the dress, and he brings his mouth to them, sucking and nipping at my nipples as his hips continue to slam against me.

Pulling back with a nipple between his teeth, a sharp pain occurs when he puts pressure on it with his teeth before releasing it. "Fuck, Ryan. You're so damn perfect…"

He grips my knee with his free hand and lifts it up further as he watches his cock stretch me repeatedly. Seeing him watch himself fuck me has me tumbling over the edge. My walls clench around him, and he grunts as he releases himself deep inside me.

We are just coming down from our high when the sound of slow clapping hits our ears. Our heads whip toward the door, and there stands Bain. "Bravo performance, Son. You definitely didn't fall too far from the family tree. Not only do you know a beautiful woman when you see one..." Bain's eyes peruse my restrained body, taking in my tits and pussy. "You know how to fuck them, too."

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