Page 186 of Surprisingly Us

“Are you upset?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “No, I’m incredibly turned on.” That’s all she says before she pulls me down and kisses me hard.

“I’m happy you’re not mad,” I say, between kisses, gripping her hips to grind her pelvis against mine. I start gathering the material from her dress until I make contact with her silky thighs beneath.

“I’m not mad.” She sighs into my mouth. “But I will be if you stop touching me.”

“Where are we? What room is this?” I pull back to look around.

“It’s a changing room for the bridal party. I came in here earlier with Hannah and Sophie.”

My hand teases beneath her dress, fingers gripping the flesh of her ass, needing to feel her.

“I bet you’re good and wet for me right now, aren’t you, Princess?”

A single finger sweeps through her slick flesh and I have my answer. So fucking wet.

“I bet my cum is still dripping out of you.”

Distracted by each other in the shower earlier, we’d almost been late to the ceremony.

I lower to my knees, taking the scrap of her lacy underwear with me.

“I want to see it.”

“Rhys.” It’s a sigh, an expletive, and an approval all in one word.

I smile up at her. “Yeah, Princess?”

“We’re at Hunter and Sophie’s wedding.”

“I know. I can’t think of a better place to lick you.”

I spread her with my thumbs, then my tongue dips inside her. It’s like tasting a delicacy. The sweetness of her pussy and the saltiness of my cum complement each other perfectly.

“Fuck, baby. We taste so good together.”

A breathy sigh escapes her throat, and her legs start to shake around my head.

I could die right here a happy man.

“Don’t—don’t stop.”

It’s like she heard my thoughts and is concerned I’ll perish before she finishes. I smile against her pussy, then plunge two fingers inside her.

“More. I need more.” She moans.

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Your cock. I need it.”

She’s shaking with need, so I know not to argue with her. I look around again and spot a chaise lounge in the corner of the room. Extracting my fingers, I pull her over to it. Her feverish hands unbuckle my belt while I remove my suit jacket. I yank her dress up, and spin her around so she’s sitting in my lap. Holding my cock at her entrance, I wrap an arm around her waist to hold her in place as I sink into her.

My eyes fall closed, as I focus on how unbelievable it feels to be inside her. Every. Damn. Time.

We both let out a satisfied groan as her arousal coats me fully, and I’m able to press in deeper.

This position isn’t my favorite, which seems ridiculous because any position when I’m inside Lettie is a fucking joy, but it’s because I can’t see her face. But I know she loves it because my piercing finds the most sensitive place inside her.

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