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“I won’t.” Luca crowded me, filling my senses with that crisp, beachy scent that was uniquely him as I hopped up on the ledge where the rolling partition blocked us from the rest of the venue.
Something about seeing my best friend getting married did funny things to my brain. Luckily, Luca wasn’t hard to convince when I needed a distraction, taking only a single kiss to dive straight into everything I offered. We’d been eyeballing each other the last few months during our bridal party duties and curiosity had finally gotten the better of me.
Was it wise to get frisky with my bestie’s new brother-in-law? No, probably not. But I was full of champagne and feelings I didn’t want to take the time to examine, and a hot and heavy makeout sesh was the perfect antidote to get it all out of my system.
Luca leaned down and I hooked my fingers around the lapels of his tuxedo, pulling until I could reach his mouth. We crashed together and I drank him down like he was my first sip of water in the desert.
He cupped my head softly, mindful of the elaborate updo they had wrangled my blonde curls into. If I didn’t have to go back out where people could see me, I would tell him to ruin it, but I didn’t want rumors to get back to the bride and groom. Allie deserved better than that.
Luca nipped my bottom lip and I gasped into his mouth. Damn. Who knew the beta boy could kiss? I had only tangled with alphas and other omegas before, but maybe I should have given betas more of a chance.
I tugged him closer, craving being surrounded by him. He tasted like the little strawberry cakes from the dessert table, with the subtle flavor of sunshine and salt air from his scent. I needed more. Arching against him, I let out a soft whine, my body thrumming with desire at every sweep of his mouth on mine.
He dipped his head and softly kissed the scent gland on my throat. I squirmed, cursing the size of my bridesmaid dress, and tugging it up, hoping that it wouldn’t wrinkle too much.
“Touch,” I ordered, breathing hard as I clung to his tuxedo jacket.
He resumed those deep luxurious kisses, dropping his palm to my thigh, carefully navigating the mountain of fabric to trace over my skin. My clit tingled, desperate for contact.
“Luca.”
A shiver rolled through me when he gently nipped my throat. “I like the way you say my name.”
I tried to rock my hips toward his hand, but he surprised me by dropping to his knees.
I eyed him speculatively. He looked so sweet down there, cheeks flushed and lips softly parted.
“How much experience do you have getting a lady off?”
“Um, not as much as I would like.” He shrugged, gifting me with an innocent grin.
I laughed. “Cute and honest. You can give it a go. I’ll let you practice.”
Luca winked at me before disappearing under my mountainous skirts. He pulled my panties off slowly. The soft stubble on his cheeks scraped against my thighs and I held my breath, waiting impatiently for him to get the show on the road. His tongue snaked against my clit and I let out a sharp hiss. I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle myself. The concept of being overheard and discovered was always hotter than the reality, and I wasn’t ready to deal with that particular humiliation tonight.
Luca devoured my cunt like a cat with a bowl of cream. What the boy lacked in experience and finesse, he made up for with enthusiasm. Teasing strokes of his tongue kept me on edge, squirmy and desperate.
I cradled his head beneath the skirts. Stupid skirt was in. The. Way. I always liked to look a partner in the eye when they had their face between my thighs. A single exploratory finger slid inside me and I spread my legs further apart to quietly encourage him.
Meg had told me to behave until tomorrow. It was after midnight now, so it was technically tomorrow.
I rocked my hips against him and angled him to the perfect spot that had me whining and digging my fingers into him through the fabric.
“Yes,” I hissed. “Right there, Luca. Don’t. Stop.”
Luca, bless him, poured every ounce of his exuberance onto my clit until I had to drag one of the coats hanging around us over to bite down on. I bucked against him as the orgasm hit me and I rode that sharp wave to a blissful completion. He lapped slowly as I settled, sending little sparks of pleasure to tighten my core.
I pushed him away once I could breathe normally again, and his glittering eyes popped up over the skirt, his face shiny from my cunt. “Did I do okay?”
I giggled helplessly. “I’ll give you top marks for the first time with me. Are we gonna send you out to the wedding with a boner?”
Luca stood and my gaze was drawn to his crotch, where a rather sizeable cock strained against the fabric.
I spared a glance at the door. “How long does it take you to finish?”
“Um, I don’t think I’ve ever timed it before.”
“Okay, then a different question. Do you think my pussy, mouth, or hands will get you to finish faster?”
