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“Axl, can you find our seats at our table, I’ll be there in a moment,” Beth says sweetly.
“I was helping her with a wardrobe malfunction. Last thing the Andersons or Comets need is a daughter parading around a wedding with her…rear endhanging out.”
“Axl!” Beth shrieks, and I can’t help my laugh.
My boss groans, knowing full well what my side gig is. Without a doubt, he pegs me as an escort at this point. “Axl, you have to report back at”—he checks the schedule—“nine tomorrow. There’s a reset for a wedding on Valentine’s Day.”
“Who the fu—” I clear my throat to avoid the swear. “Who gets married on Valentine’s day?”
“There are two,” he groans. “One in the morning and one in the evening. We’re short staffed for bartenders that day. Since you’re soacquaintedwith the staff here, would you be able to fill in?” he asks Beth.
Without skipping a beat, Beth chuckles and replies, “Axl has to work, so count me in.”How does she remember that?
He leaves, rolling his eyes. Once out of earshot, I tell Beth, “You don’t need to work on Valentine’s Day.”
“Can we not talk about this in a broom closet with myrear endhanging out of my dress?”
beth
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More Wedding Shit
Here I am, in a linen closet with a sexy man, and I’d give anything for an orgasm that isn’t self-induced. All I need is a green light, or maybe a yellow light? I’m not Troy, if he’s not into it, we’ll stop.
The door closes and I know my window is limited. I grip Axl’s belt buckle, tugging him closer. “Since you don’t have to work…”
He glances at the door and back to me. “Mouth or hand? I don’t have time to fuck you right now. They’re going to announce your brother and Myles any minute.”
“Mouth,” I purr as I drop to my knees, quickly unbuckling his belt and unfastening his pants.
His cock springs free. “That’s not what I—” I glide my tongue down the length and back up, swirling around the tip. “Fuck, missed your mouth. But, I miss the taste of you more.”
“Just don’t touch my hair,” I say as his hand glides into it. “I need to be presentable for pictures.” My thighs clench at thethought of him fucking my face. It’ll have to wait for later. I take him in my mouth until my lips reach the base and his cock hits the back of my throat. I lightly gag, my eyes tearing up. Thank the clit gods for my remembering to use waterproof mascara and smudge proof lipstick.
Axl caresses my cheek with his thumb. “You’re fucking perfect, Beth.”
His words wash over me, and I involuntarily moan around his cock. He groans, urging me on, as I move up and down his shaft. I don’t have much of a praise kink, but am overcome with the need to please him. Time isn’t on my side, so I move faster and relax my throat to take him deeper. Axl isn’t a ‘quick trigger’ man; I could be here for a while.
I reach for his balls and carefully tug, lightly massaging them as I pull. His grunts only further my desperation to own a piece of him right now. I replace my mouth with my hand, stroking him as I move lower to suck each of his balls. He grits out a few swears, and I know it’ll be his undoing. Moaning to add vibration, I lick up his shaft, then fuck him with my mouth, loving the feel of his heavy cock on my tongue.
Axl’s hands fist in my hair briefly, but he quickly drops them lower to my neck as I pick up the pace. In under a minute, he’s spilling down my throat, gritting out a combination of praises and curses.
“Fuck, Beth, that was…” I suck him clean and lick one last time around the tip before tucking his cock back in his pants “Get up here,” he commands through his ragged breath.
I tug his zipper up as I stand, unable to hide my satisfied smile. I know I’ve made him feral and it won’t be long before he’ll drag me away from the wedding. He grips my throat and kisses me, not caring that he came in my mouth. It’s rough, claiming,unlike any other kiss we’ve shared. Who knew a blow job could turn someone as sweet as Axl into this depraved man; kissing me with such undeniable hunger that I’m afraid he may devour me whole.
He doesn’t break our kiss when he groans, “The minute they cut the cake, we’re leaving, and you’re riding my face until your legs give out.”
“Why wait? Just tongue-fuck me on our table out there. Tell them you were starving and needed to eat,” I laugh.
“Don’t tempt me.” Axl presses a kiss to my forehead. “Turn around.” I face away from him and he zips my dress. He wraps his arms around me, kissing my shoulder, and speaks against my skin, “Can we still fuck in random places if you’re my girlfriend?”
“We better. Unless you want this to be the shortest relationship recorded in history.” I turn in his arms, placing my hands on his chest. “We have a wedding to get to.”
Stepping out of Axl’s hold, I take his hand, and we leave the closet to join the reception. As we open the door, the DJ announces dinner is being served; we missed them being introduced.
Fuck, I’m an asshole sister.
