Page 48 of Yours, Truly

I texted Nate the instructions to come now as I waited in the coat cupboard hoping he could excuse himself. I was desperate for a moment alone with him. I should have waited until we were home but I couldn’t any longer and when he announced he needed me, it turned me on.

“Did anyone see you?” I whispered as he snuck in and pushed me up against the wall, planting kisses on my neck.

He hummed a quiet no, as he kept his lips on my skin, heatingmy body up. The adrenaline pulsing through us that we hoped not to get caught by friends and family on the other side of the door.

It reminded me of the first time we secretly hooked up after Ivy’s engagement party when he drove me home. That night had been the start of our secret string of hook ups and tonight was a flashback to a brief walk on the wild side.

“You are a fucking vision in red!” He growled, stepping back from me, “this is my new favourite colour.” His hands ran over the silk as he took a moment to take me all in before hungrily closing the gap between us, returning his mouth to my collarbone.

“I can’t wait until we don’t have to hide anymore,” I confessed as he hiked up my dress and ran his fingers over my red lace panties.

“Me too baby. And soon we won’t have to,” he chuckled as he continued to run circles over the material.

“Do you think it will-”I began to ask.

"You talk too much," Nate expressed as he pressed his mouth into mine. “We only have half an hour” he tutted, mocking me and quoting the text. I was horny as fuck and wanted to have a moment with Nate but I wanted many moments with him. Moments where I could kiss him whenever, hold his hand anytime and have him hug me at random moments in front of everyone. He was right though, we only had half an hour for us, we could talk later.

He moaned on my lips as he snaked an arm around my waist, pulling me close. It was as if he starved for me despite the amount of times he had me this morning. The wedding seemed to put him in a more romantic mood.

I could feel his hand between us as he pulled the lace of my underwear aside, feeling how wet he had gotten me.FUCK!He pulled his fingers to his lips and tasted me; it drove me wild.

I pulled him in for another kiss, not wanting to break apart but it also made me taste my juices. Nate fiddled with his belt and set himself free. He lifted me in his arms as my legs wrapped around his waist.

He lined himself at my entrance and slowly pushed himself in, my pussy feeling his whole length making me moan louder than I wanted. He held a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet as he pounded into me against the wall.

Our moans were now soft and quiet, as we tried to keep hushed so no one would know, even though I wanted everyone here to know how good Nate made me feel. It wasn’t long before we both reached our climax.

Nate helped me fix my dress and look somewhat presentable and I did the same to him. We snuck out, making sure no one noticed we had disappeared and come back at the same time, so I ran to the bathroom to fix my hair and makeup as Nate went back to the reception. Dinner, speeches, cake cutting and first dance all followed quickly and I was grateful I got my moment with Nate. I mean it wasn’t a rich persons wedding if someone didn’t fuck in the coat cupboard.

35

OLD HABITS DON’T DIE HARD

The wedding party was in full swing, alcohol flowing through the veins of everyone, followed by dancing like no-one is watching. Ivy and I busted some moves to our old club songs from back in the day, when we were wild party girls. A slow song played and Ivy called for everyone to pair up as she dragged me to Nate, forcing us together. I took a nervous breath and took out his extended hand.

I prayed that I could keep my self control to make sure I didn’t expose us right now at this moment. As much as I loved this, I also didn’t want Ivy to find out, not like this; this would have been the worst way.

Nate held his hand on the small of my back not too low like he usually would, lovers, not too high,strangers, it was kind of in the middle,acquaintances. It was nice, and we relaxed more into the song, trying to not gaze at each other too much; our expressions when we were in our bubble would be obvious.

He then danced with Ivy and more goofiness came out while Jude and I danced at their side ,watching themand giggling.

Ivy and Jude wanted to take a moment for themselves to reflect, so they went into the manor house to have a couple of private slow dances and a chat. I kept an eye on things here, checking in with the other bridesmaids but also having the time of my life.

I made my way to the garden on the property. An area surrounded by rose bushes, an arch way, and was trimmed to perfection, not a leaf out of place, a fountain in the middle.

Nate was sitting on the bench to the side. I think Nate just needed some alone time, he did love his space sometimes and he did love to have a quiet drink on his own.

He noticed me, placed the glass down and jumped to his feet. He walked over giving me the most passionate kiss, the whiskey on his breath and he swayed me gently as if there was music out here with us.

“I wanted to do that earlier,” he chuckled. Pulling me in for a cuddle, I smiled looking into his eyes pulling him in for another kiss.

“Me too,” I chuckled. “I wanted to come check on you. I know you sometimes like to be alone.”

“You know me so well,” he nodded, as he took my hand and swayed me just like before, dancing to the silent tune, his hand lower now, where it should have been prior.

We stayed like this for a while before I wandered away to let him have his space back to recharge. But as I was leaving, I saw Mark make his way towards Nate, aggressively, the rage in his eyes as he hurried to close the gap between them. I turnedback and rushed over to see them in the garden, in each other’s faces, raised voices.

“Time for you to leave…son.” He spat the last word like it was a deadly poison.

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