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His eyebrows raise in a seductive arch, but I ignore him and grab his hand, tugging him toward me.
“Shit! Mysti!”
He falls forward, and the water splashes around us. I giggle like some fucking school girl, and he splashes me once he recovers.
“Hey!” I taunt him, and he grabs me and pulls me under him.
“That wasn’t very nice,” he teases as he brushes his nose against mine.
I feel his hand glide over the satin, traveling down my waist and then squeezing my ass. I squeal, loving how fun and rough he can be.
“I like being naughty. Don’t you know that about me yet?” I smile, unable to hide how much fucking fun I’m having.
“Trust me, I’ve learned—and quickly, I might add—that naughty is your specialty,” he says.
He winks and brushes his lips over mine.
He bites my bottom lip gently, and his tongue lingers over it. Gradually, it finds its way into my mouth, and my tongue guides him all the way in, intertwining with his sweetness.
“Hmmm,” I hum. “You taste so goo—”
“Get a room!” a man yells from somewhere.
Like I give a damn. Who needs a room when you have a glorious fountain? I’d take a fountain any day of the week.
Especially when it’s accompanied by this gorgeous man. Or should I say, my husband?
I wrap my arms around his neck, and he spreads my legs, leaning on his knees between them. Placing his arms on either side of me, he bends me down to where my scalp touches the water.
“What are you doing?” I ask breathlessly into his mouth.
“Being a little naughty.”
I feel his lips form into a smirk, and then his knee pushes against my pussy, directing me backward.
He continues to apply pressure, and my cunt pulsates against it, wanting more.
“Ahh—Brendon!”
The water from the fountain pours down onto us, and it drenches my face.
“My bad!”
He laughs and sprinkles more water on me. I let go of one of his arms, placing it to the side of me and pushing him onto his back, dunking him under the water.
“Hah! Gotcha!” I laugh, and as he comes up for air, I splash him some more.
“You little minx!”
He lunges forward, and we both go under.
It’s official; we’re now swimming in a fountain in a wedding dress and a tuxedo shirt. When in Vegas…
As we come up for air, he pulls me to him and kisses me again, our chests heaving against each other.
The heaviness of this carefree moment intermingling with the sensation of the water and the fabric rubbing against my skin has me reeling.
Ineedhim.
