Chapter Fifty
Luke
Fuck my life. Sitting beside my parents whilst watching Fallon stand beside her friends was bloody torture.
She oozes sex, even without trying. The blush-pink silk open-back dress hugs her curves in the most delicious way.
And I know for a fact she isn’t wearing a bra.
It’s a beautiful afternoon for England, but the slight breeze had her nipples hardening, the stiffness of them making my mouth water.
Fuck me, I have never been so uncomfortable trying to hide my thickening cock.
All I could think about was trailing my hands all over her body, sucking one of those beautiful, perk nipples into my mouth.
That was until I saw her tears as she smiled over at Maya and Tommy.
I can’t say it was a nice service, as I was too busy watching my girl.
She looked as though she was on a rollercoaster with the amount of emotions passing over her face.
And I still can't have her. She was whisked away for photos the moment the wedding was over, and that’s where I am now, standing on the sidelines waiting until it's my turn.
“Luke?” Fallon calls, her smile wide as she beams at me. “Will you have a photo with me?”
“Of course,” I reply, walking to her side.
“Let’s do some natural shots. Hold on to her and chat, smile, or even give her a cheeky kiss,” the photographer urges, clearly enjoying herself.
I don’t need to be told twice. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I pull her close to me and bend low to whisper in her ear.
“Seeing you in that dress and not being able to touch you was one of the hardest things I have ever had to endure.”
Her body shivers against mine, a small giggle escaping her lips.
“Oh, trust me, I felt the same way about you,” she smiles. “Minus the dress part.”
“Do you think we could sneak away for a few minutes? I’m desperate for a taste of those lips of yours.”
Her smile grows even wider, a wicked glint in her eye.
“I know exactly the place.”
Fucking finally.
Fallon’s fingers are entwined in mine as we walk further into the thickening forest. The rest of the party has headed into the marquee for drinks, and Fallon took her chance, dragging me away.
It didn’t go unnoticed. Her friend's eyes narrowed when we excused ourselves. But I couldn’t give a flying fuck, as long as I get my girl alone.
Once we’re far enough away that the sound of the party is just a gentle hum, Fallon lets go of my hand and backs away from me. A mischievous grin takes over her face as she walks backwards. She only stops once her back is against a large oak tree.
“I don’t want to rush you, but we have roughly five minutes before they cut the cake,” she bites her bottom lip playfully.
“Oh, baby, I only need two,” I chuckle, walking into her space.
I rest my hands on either side of her head, caging her in, staring down into those beautiful ocean eyes of hers. Her eyes widen, her mouth parting ever so slightly as her breaths become more laboured. She’s excited. I can feel it radiating from her.
“Kiss me, Luke, please,” she begs in a whisper.
I chuckle some more, lifting a brow.
“If that’s what you want…”
I begin to lean closer, lowering my mouth to hers, her breath quickening even more. But at the last second, just as my lips are a moment away, I drop down to my knees on the forest floor. She gasps, her mouth dropping open in shock.
I wrap my hands around her ankles, pushing them apart gently. Fuck, her legs look even more divine than usual in these heels she's wearing. Keeping hold of one leg, I lift it and drape it over my shoulder.
“Luke,” she moans aloud as I start to kiss the inner side of her thigh. “When you said you wanted to taste my lips, this isn't what I thought you had in mind.”
“Are you disappointed?” I ask, tilting my head back with a grin.
“Hell no,” she purrs seductively. “Taste me, Luke.”
Well, I don’t need to be told twice. Pushing her underwear to the side, I kiss her folds gently, teasingly, needing her to want me so much that she can barely stand.
But my girl clearly doesn’t want to wait.
Threading her fingers through my hair, she pulls my head closer to her pussy, moaning the instant I open my mouth and suck her into me.
“Shit, Luke, fuck,” she cries.
I swap between sucking her clit and circling it with my tongue.
With her grip still tight on my head, she fucks my face, taking every ounce of pleasure she can from me.
After what only feels like seconds, she screams my name, her movements slowing.
But mine don’t. I keep up with her, dragging out every ounce of her orgasm until she finally starts to relax.
Her body sags forward, her hands releasing me as she grips the tree behind her for support. With one final kiss, I lower her leg back to the floor, standing up and straightening my suit. There is no way in hell that no one would know what we have just been up to, and I couldn’t care less.
She looks so beautiful like this, satisfied and relaxed in her post orgasmic glow. I can't help myself when I wrap my hands around the back of her neck and take her lips with mine. I’m so fucking turned on, my dick is solid as a rock in my trousers, but this wasn’t about me.
“I need you to fill me,” she breathes against my lips. “I need you to fuck me.”
I smile, leaning in for one more punishing kiss.
“Our time is up, baby. But don’t worry… I plan on fucking you all night long.”
She groans in protest. Her bottom lip is coming out in that adorable way of hers.
“Fuck the wedding, I need you now.”
Laughing, I shake my head. “If you want to leave, I'll throw you on the back of my bike right here and now. But I know that isn’t what you really want, my greedy girl.”
“Urg,” she complains. “I guess we’ll have to wait.”
Once we’re both as presentable as we can be after what we just did, she slips her hand back into mine, and we head back over to our friends and family.
“I have a surprise for you later,” I say, trying to hide the nervousness in my tone.
“Oh, really? Is it your cock wrapped in a red bow?”
“Maybe,” I chuckle. “You’ll have to wait and see.”