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I glance around, finding no surface to properly fuck her on. As much as I crave the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around me, it’ll have to wait. I might not be able to fuck her at her brother’s wedding, but I still intend to make her come.
“Why did you have to wear a dress that I would have to peel off of you? How am I supposed to devour your cunt in a linen closet?” She laughs and turns to show off the zipper that spans the length of her dress. “Clever girl. You knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you, didn't you?”
“I may have planned ahead,” she laughs. I kiss her shoulder and glide my hands down her arms. Goosebumps erupt under my fingertips and I can’t help my smile. “Please, Axl.” Hearingmyname and her begging has my cock twitching to take her right here.
I unzip from the bottom of her skirt to her lower back. She gasps as the cool air hits her bare ass. “When was the last time you came?” I dare to ask.
“You,” she whimpers. “Well… I mean, my vibrator last night while I was thinking about you. But you know that’s not the same.”
I slide my hands up her smooth thighs until I reach her hips. I grip them tight and pull her against me. “If we do this, I’m no longer your fuckbuddy. You’re mine, Beth. I can’t—”
In a swift motion, she turns in my arms, wrapping hers around my neck. “I told you, I’m a mess. I’m going to screw this up.”
I don’t give a fuck what we fought about. I want Beth. Beth wants me. I do the only thing that feels right; taking her face in my hands and bringing her dark red lips to mine. She moans into my mouth and I slide my fingers between her thighs. Her breath quickens as I graze my middle finger against her wet thong. I’m not sure why she bothered with underwear. The scrap of fabric is thin and my fingers instantly coat with her arousal.
“You want to talk mess and screw up? As soon as I’m done filling in, you’re going to make a mess all over my face and I’m going to screw you until the sun rises. Go enjoy your brother’s wedding. But I meant what I said, Beth.” I slip my finger into her underwear and slide it up and down, dipping into her pussy. Her gasps fill the small closet as I circle twice around her clit before pulling my hand away.
Her breath ragged, she taunts, “What? You’re not going to lick my snatch juice clean before going to work?”
A mischievous grin paints my face. “No, you are.”
“Fine. I’d rather taste like myself than the well drinks at the bar,” she chides. There are no well drinks; her new brother-in-law insisted on top shelf only, reminding me that I need to get back to their wedding soon. She licks her lips before opening them expectantly.
I’m about to bring my fingers to my mouth when she grips my wrist and pulls them to her lips instead. She glides my fingersacross her tongue, closing her lips around them. Her eyes never leave mine as she sucks them clean. I’m going to be hard for the rest of the night. I have no regrets as my fingers drag along her tongue. She’s playing a dangerous game, one I’m happy to lose. When she removes them from her mouth, a low growl rumbles in my chest.
“I don’t come until you do,” she challenges, swirling her tongue around my fingertips. “Unless Marissa is still in the picture.”
Eyes wide, I freeze. “What?”
“Relax,” she laughs, “you know everyone talks around here. So much for a love triangle, eh? Looks like we have ourselves a love square.”
I hold in a “fuck, I love you,” and opt for, “You’re his as much as I’m hers. Fuck being friends, I want more, Beth.”
“If we do this, are you ready for the unhinged chaos?” she asks, biting her lip with a smirk.
I bring my fingers to my mouth, tasting her pussy mixed with the white wine she must’ve had earlier. She’s addicting, intoxicating, and I can’t get enough. “I’m going to walk out, feign food poisoning. Health code violation should do the trick. But it’s fucked up for you to leave the wedding. The moment it’s over, meet me at my place.”
Beth kisses me, but it’s more cautious than normal. She takes her time, exploring my mouth as if she’s trying to memorise it. There’s a yearning that’s never been there before. I kiss her back harder, needing her impossibly closer.
“I have a better idea,” she says against my lips. Pulling back, I’m already missing the taste of her. She takes my hand, interlacing our fingers. “You’re my plus one. You’re not fillingin for staff. You’re with me.” She kisses my jaw and adds, “You don’t get to be the only growly one here. You want me? I’m yours. But only if you’re mine.”
“What would it take for you to be mine forever?”Fuck, that slipped out.“I mean—”
Beth teases, “Can we not be dramatic for eight seconds? No one lives forever.”
I can’t help but laugh at my girl putting up her wall, and ask, “Fine, then will you forneverbe mine?”
“Yeah, but only if you’ll forneverbe mine,” she quips back, smile wide.
“Deal.” I kiss her softly, loving the feel of her against me.
“Do we high five or shake or—”
The door opens and we both right our posture. Unfortunately, it’s my boss. “Axl. I see you’re givingappropriatetours to our guests.”
About to answer, Beth does for me, “Mr. Jamie’s Lodge. I should know your name… I don’t. I’ve worked random shifts for you for five years when you were in a pinch. Yet, here we are, and I still don’t know it.” She squeezes my hand tight. “Axl is not here as an employee tonight, he’s my”—Beth looks to me then to her old boss—“boyfriend.He’s here as a guest.”
“This room is off limits toguests, as you are both aware,” he groans. I do my best to school my expression, knowing Beth’s dress is half-unzipped; she can’t return to the wedding looking as if I fucked her in a storage closet, especially since I didn’t get the chance to. “Why are you two in here?”
