I fantasize that the restaurant is suddenly empty except for the two of us, and she straddles me on the chair as I unzip her dress from behind, sliding it down her shoulders and revealing her breasts trapped in a lacy bra. Unclasping it, I toss it across the table, grabbing her tits and greeting her pink nipples with my rough mouth. Lexi moans out my name as I suck them, grinding into my arousal.
My strokes pick up speed as I picture her reaching down and sliding her panties over, teasing my hard cock with her wet lips. She grips it and helps me penetrate her, our moans twisting around each other as her wet, tight heat wraps around me. Myhead flies back with a loud moan and I tumble over the edge while imagining her bouncing on my lap, with my face buried in her large, heavy breasts.
Resting my head against the pillow, my breath comes out ragged while my heart slams against my chest. I grab some tissues and clean up, tossing them into the wastebasket by my bed before curling up under the covers.
The next thing I know, it's morning.
I pull into Lexi's driveway, but before I fully get out of my truck, my breath catches in my throat at the sight of her stepping out of the front door. Her dress hugs her voluptuous body deliciously and looks stunning with her auburn hair and dark eyes. It's the color of freshly cut grass and reminds me of summer. I smile to myself, knowing full well she chose it to compliment her cousin's wedding theme.
"You look absolutely stunning."
Lexi pauses, her cheeks reddening.
"You don't look too shabby yourself, mountain man," she says, and the hint of flirtation heats me to my core.
8
Lexi
Taking a last bite of cake, I push the plate away, moaning as the buttercream frosting melts on my tongue.
"Enjoying yourself?" Floyd teases beside me, a bit of yellow at the corner of his lip.
I giggle, nodding.
"I am, but there's no way I can eat anymore," I say as I wipe away the frosting from his lips and suck it off my finger.
Realizing what I'm doing, I glance up at him, feeling my cheeks set on fire, but there's something behind his eyes that tells me he didn't mind at all. Before either of us has a chance to say anything, the DJ switches gears and calls the guests onto the dance floor.
Floyd stands, offering his hand.
"Shall we, girlfriend?" he says with a teasing but flirtatious smile.
I take his hand, soaking in the way his touch makes my body feel, and allow him to lead me out onto the dance floor. BobSeger booms from the speakers as the guests go wild, bouncing on their feet and singing along at the top of their lungs.
Watching the mountain man get into full wedding party mode is amusing me to no end. Never mind not helping this crush I am nursing for the absolute snack. His willingness to step in to help me in uncomfortable situations has truly overwhelmed me, and I'm sad that this little fake relationship of ours is brief, because I would definitely like to get to know him better.
The song ends and switches to a Madonna power ballad. Floyd scoops me into his arms, swaying our bodies together in sync while looking down at me, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Need to get a few slow dances in with my girlfriend."
And even though I know he's playing a part, my stomach flips at the word "girlfriend" coming out in his baritone voice. He pulls me closer, wrapping me in his muscular arms as I rest my cheek against his chest. Even through the loud music, I can hear his heartbeat, and I close my eyes, melting into the temporary moment.
I may have to go back to Arizona in a day, but I'm determined to savor every second with this deliciously yummy mountain man.
We slam the car doors shut, stepping out into the summer night. Stars cover the dark sky above Lake Summit. Floyd's shoes crunch along the gravel driveway as he walks toward his truck. I follow him, and he turns, leaning against the driver-side door.
"So you survived the wedding," he says, smiling down at me.
"All because of you."
My face heats in the darkness.
"I seriously had a great time with you," Floyd says, his voice husky.
We stare at each other for an intense moment, and the next thing I know, I am wrapping my arms around his neck as he lifts me into his arms. Our lips meet desperately, with our tongues exploring each other's mouths before I pull away.
"Bring me inside," I breathe.
