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Grabbing the hem of her lacy, white underwear, I pull them down her legs. Gemma is squirming beneath my touch.

God, I’ve missed being with her like this. It doesn’t matter how long it’s been, I can never have enough of this woman.

“Figured I needed some new lingerie for the wedding weekend.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Wait until you see what I have for tomorrow.”

Fuck. My dick is impossibly hard right now. But this isn’t about him.

It’s about Gemma and getting her off before the rehearsal.

Knowing we’re already on borrowed time, I lick a path up Gemma’s inner thigh. Her moans and whimpers tell me she is loving this.

Lifting her leg onto my shoulder, I swipe my tongue through her wet folds.

“Oh, Blake.” My eyes meet hers. They’re blown wide with lust as I suck her clit between my lips.

I love how wet I make her. I slide a finger inside her tight heat, working her over from both angles.

Gemma fists her hands in my hair, bearing down on my finger. She’s so damn responsive to every move I give her. Every nip. Every suck. Every swipe of my tongue has her squeezing my fingers even tighter.

“I’m so close, Blake. So close.”

Pulling back, I press my thumb against her clit as I bite into the fleshy skin of her thigh. It spends her spiraling over the edge.

“Yes! Oh god, yes!” she cries.

I don’t stop, giving her every ounce of attention as she comes on my fingers. Fuck. All I want to do is take her into the shower and have my way with her.

But considering we’re about to be late for our rehearsal dinner? I can’t.

Pulling my fingers out of her, I lick clean her release, watching her as she watches me. A blush spreads across her cheeks.

I love that I put that there.

“Feeling better now?” I whisper, dropping a kiss to her lips. I try to pull back, but she stops me, pulling me back in for another kiss.

Neither of us moves as we stand here kissing. My favorite thing about Gemma is kissing her. The way her tongue feels against mine drives me crazy.

All too soon, she’s stopping, eliciting a growl from me.

“We’ll have our entire honeymoon for more of this.” She presses the tips of her fingers to my mouth, pushing me back.

“I know.” I nip at the pad of finger. “But I want you right now.”

“Maybe later tonight?”

“Is that a promise?” I rub my aching cock against her.

“Mmm hmm.” Her blush deepens.

“I like this.” I brush my fingers across her cheeks.

“Oh, yeah?” Her eyes close as she sways into my hold.

“Gives a whole new meaning to the term ‘blushing bride.’”

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