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Everyone in the room chuckles, then Leia continues, “Well, he wasn’t given a choice, I wanted to make sure he remembered our Anniversary,” this gets more laughter as Noah shrugs his shoulders, but with a cheeky smile on his face.

“Thank you again, and Merry Christmas to you all,” Leia finishes. “Now let’s dance,” she adds after kissing Noah.

Everyone gets on the dance floor, and of course the first song is the electric slide. I laugh watching my mom, Tom, and Mr. Strauss out there doing it. Riley pulls me up from my chair and says, “Let’s go. This is a mandatory dance, and if your mom is out there, you will be too.”

I don’t argue with her, because whether she knows it or not, I would follow her anywhere, even to a dance floor.

Two hours later, it’s finally time to say goodbye to the newlyweds, as they get ready to go on their honeymoon. Leia doesn’t know it yet, but Noah booked them flights to Scotland for a month, the one place my sister has always wanted to go. They will be staying in several castles, and my sister will get the princess treatment.

We see them out to their car, blowing bubbles as they walk through the line, then Leia throws her bouquet, and Riley catches it without even trying. The shocked look on her face is priceless, and I have to look away to keep my laughter contained. Once they leave, the rest of the guests start to leave as well.

I watch Riley walk back into the hotel, into the reception room. The DJ is taking his gear down, and the hotel staff is cleaning up the dishes and tables. I hear Riley ask if they could box up the cake for when the couple comes back, and they agree.

She walks around the room, making sure nobody left anything of value, then starts to make her way to the door. She stops when she sees me.

“What are you doing here?” she asks.

“Checking to see if you need any help with anything,” I say, my voice deep.

“Umm, no, I think we are good here. I was getting ready to head home,” she says a little too fast.

I chuckle as I watch her breathing pick up the closer I get to her. “Home, huh?” I ask in a whisper.

“Hmm, yep,” she responds as her eyes dilate.

“Why did you leave my hospital room, Riley?” I ask, lightly skimming her shoulder with my finger.

“Because you were fine, and I didn’t need to stay,” she says, her eyes closing as she starts to melt under my touch.

I walk around behind her, grabbing her hips and pulling her ass hard to my cock, as I skim my lips lightly down her neck, watching the goosebumps form on her skin. I slowly walk her out of the room and to the elevator. It’s not until I get her in and press the button to my floor does she pull herself together.

“What are you doing, Mike?” she asks moving away from me.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

“We can’t do this. You’re my best friend's brother,” she spits out. Whether to convince herself or get me to back off, I can’t say for sure.

“I don’t see what the problem is. Leia married my best friend.”

“So is this supposed to be payback because she took your best friend, you think you can take hers?”

I stalk toward her, backing her into the corner of the elevator. “Don’t pretend that you don’t want me, Spitfire.”

“I don’t,” she tries to say, but her body betrays her words.

I wrap my hand around her throat, feeling her pulse under my thumb, and slam my lips on hers. She pushes her body into mine, while lifting her leg, and moaning. I reach down, lifting her up by her ass as she wraps her legs around my waist. The elevator doors open, and without breaking the kiss, I carry her to my room and get the door open. Once I get her inside, I slam the door closed and push her up against the wall.

“Do you want me, Riley?” I ask her, while my hand cups her breast, squeezing it through her dress.

I can feel how soaked she is, as she rubs her pussy against my pants.

“Yes. Yes, I do want you,” she breathes out.

“I don’t make love Riley, I fuck. I fuck rough and long. I will make you come multiple times, and you will still beg for more.” I reach under her dress, ripping her underwear off. I slide my finger inside her and begin thrusting, “You are so fucking wet. You want me to fuck this wet pussy, don’t you?” I whisper in her ear.

“Yes, please,” she says.

“Please, what?” I growl out.

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