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She takes another dig at my Aussie slang, “I have no idea what you just said, but I agree.” We are leaning in close, our lips mere inches apart. I stare at her mouth and all I can think about is how good those soft lips would taste.
The music stops and we jump apart as if caught out doing something wrong, when in fact, it felt totally right.
The master of ceremonies announces the bride and groom’s first dance will be in the courtyard. Slowly we stand to follow the other guest into the side courtyard.
Under a canopy of flickering white fairy lights, Cassie and Luke make their way to the center of the small makeshift dance floor, and as the slow melodic music fills the night air, they begin to sway as one. I move closer to Jasmine, who has taken up a position near the open doorway.
She seems to sense my presence beside her as she muses out loud, “They look so happy together, don’t they?”
We continue to watch Cassie and Luke moving in sync with the music. “I didn’t realize Luke had that much rhythm,” I joke.
With a sideways glance, she says, “You’re not particularly romantic, are you?”
I shrug. “I can be ... given the right setting.” Holding out my hand to her, I ask, “Would you like me to show you?”
Without hesitation, Jas places her hand in mine, and we join Cassie and Luke, along with a number of the other guests on the dance floor. She willingly moves close into my arms as I continue to hold her hand, placing my other in the center of her bare back.
It feels good to have Jasmine back fully in my arms, even if I’d prefer it to be in a more private setting. In time to the music, we sway slowly together, and it doesn’t surprise me to find our bodies melding perfectly.
I bend my head close to her ear and whisper, “Is this romantic enough for you?”
Slowly, I trail my fingers down her spine, then back up again. A soft moan escapes her lips as I apply slight pressure to fit her hips closer to mine. My semi-hard erection nestling between her thighs, and finally I’m making contact with her body like I’ve wanted to all day.
“Yes, but I want more,” Jas murmurs into my chest as I nuzzle her neck, placing a string of soft kisses a little below her ear.
“When you say more, how much more do you want?” I ask although I can probably guess by the way she clings to my body.
Raising her head slightly, she clearly states, “Everything and then some.”
Unable to stop myself, I say, “I want you, Jasmine. I want to taste you, be inside you, and fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”
I push my now fully aroused cock against her again, making sure she understands how prepared I am to deliver on my promises.
I hear her sharp intake of breath before she surprises me by saying, “Let’s get out of here.”
Grabbing my hand, she quickly leads me off the dance floor barely stopping to collect her purse from the table as we pass.
Chapter 13
Jasmine
Enoughalready!AlldayScott has been tempting me, teasing me, touching me, generally invading my personal space and I’ve liked it, a lot.
Finally with the sexy whispering in my ear, I can’t take it anymore. I need to get Scott naked over me, under me, or anyway he wants me. The important part is I need his body desperately now.
Striding from the wedding reception, my hand clasping Scott’s larger one tightly, I demand, “My bungalow or yours?”
Scott doesn’t need to be asked twice as he says in a strained voice, “Mine, as I sure as fuck don’t want any more interruptions.”
Taking over control of our exit strategy, he leads me so quickly along the path to his bungalow I struggle to keep up in my heels.
“Hey, slow down.” He stops abruptly. “I can’t keep up in these shoes.”
“I can carry you,” he offers, and I must admit I’m tempted. Instead, I bend and take off the offending heels.
As I stand back up, I smile saying, “I can keep up now.” Scott laughingly takes my hand and sets off again quickly to his private bungalow. Thank God he isn’t sharing with the other guys.
He has the door open in record time. Once inside, he makes a show of locking the door before turning toward me.
