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So much for romance.
And now here I was, slipping into the dress I should’ve stood at the altar in. Legs spread, thighs wide, getting expertly plowed by my own personal mechanic, as my strapping landscaper held my face in his two big hands and made out with me in the hottest, most beautiful way.
God, it was just so fucking awesome.
“You’re up,” I heard Tate gasp, finally slowing to a halt. As the two switched places I noticed his chest heaving with the exertion, his body practically dripping sweat. “If I go any longer…”
“You’ll come?” I teased.
He grunted something and kissed me roughly, his hot lips crashing against mine before pushing past my cheek to whisper into my ear.
“You have no fucking idea how good you look,” he murmured, his breath coming hot and heavy. “I wanted to come so fucking bad…”
“So come baby,” I murmured back, squeezing him close. “You know I want it. I need it…”
I started bouncing again, as Jacob filled me with his thickness and began drilling away. I gasped again.
“Don’t hold back next time,” I breathed into Tate’s ear. “Let it go. I can’t wait to feel you go off! I want the both of you to shoot inside me—”
He kissed the rest of my words away, devouring me frantically with his hot mouth. Reaching out to run my hands over his glistening body, I could feel his heart pounding wildly. I knew it was more out of raw, unchecked lust than anything else, because mine was too.
This is so damned hot.
I looked down to where Jacob was screwing me beautifully, my mostly-bare thighs peeking out from either side of my virgin white skirt. I imagined I was some naughty, wicked bride. One that married two equally gorgeous groomsmen, and was now reaping the benefits of a very special wedding night…
It was late afternoon, and we had the whole evening ahead of us. The dress was really doing it for them, though. Since I knew they wouldn’t last long the first time around, I decided to egg them on.
“C’mon honey,” I breathed, staring up at Jacob. “Make me yours.”
His eyes flared wildly. He started pumping me faster, squeezing my thighs in his two big arms.
“You like that, don’t you?” I teased. “The idea of finishing inside me. Of making this little bride belong to you, the way that— Oh!”
I gasped sharply as he flipped me over, shoving me to my hands and knees. We were still on the couch, all three of us. We hadn’t made it to the floor yet.
“Fuuuuck…”
Jacob growled the word as he slid back inside me, this time from behind. He lifted my fluffy white skirt over my ass. Wrapping his hands into my garter belts,
he pulled tight and began sawing away.
Mmmmmm…
The added pressure was delicious, though I knew the fabric would rip or snap at any moment. I focused on bucking back against him. On screwing him so deeply he couldn’t pull out, and would be forced to explode like a bomb inside me.
I was on all fours now, in total heat. Absorbed in the dream-like ecstasy of being really well drilled, when I looked up and saw him.
HOLY FUCK!
My body stiffened as Jacob’s movements ceased, mid-stroke. The room fell utterly and completely silent, as if time had stopped.
Cole was standing at the entrance to the kitchen, leaning casually against the doorway. Eating an apple of all things.
“Hey, don’t let me stop you,” he said. “This whole thing was just getting good.”
I felt shock. Embarrassment. Humiliation. Like my heart was sinking into my stomach.
“Just one question though,” he asked casually, taking another bite of the apple. “Who the hell got married?”
