Page 1 of Mayhem
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Erin walked down the hall of the extravagant building. There was a set of beautiful double doors in front of her that she hoped led to a balcony. Upon opening the doors, Erin discovered she was correct. She had been dancing for the last hour and needed some fresh air.
The March wind felt good against her skin as she approached the railing. The balcony overlooked a beautiful garden. The flowers weren’t in full bloom yet, but the sight was still amazing. Leave it to Alijah to get married in such a beautiful place. Erin was sure that, essentially, what they were standing in was a castle.
Looking up at the night sky, she admired the stars. It had been a few months since she could relax without worrying about anything, and she had almost forgotten what that felt like.
The wind picked up, blowing some of her hair into her face. Tucking it behind her ear, she let out a soft sigh. After a few more moments, she began to feel slightly chilly. Erin turned to head back inside, but when she did, she stopped in her tracks.
There, leaning against the door frame, looking like sex on legs in his groomsmen tux, was Cruz. His gray eyes looked her over.
“What are you doing out here?” she questioned after a moment of silence between them.
“They were worried,” he stated, and Erin knew he was talking about Chayse and Alijah.
“So, they sent you to look for me,” she replied.
“I volunteered.”
“Oh, well, I’m fine. I just needed some air. I got hot dancing, but I’m a bit cold now.”
Cruz didn’t say anything to her. He pushed himself off the door frame, and Erin thought he would head back inside. Instead, he took steps towards her, predatory steps at that. They made her take a step back. She opened her mouth to ask him what he was doing, but when her eyes locked with his, she saw they had darkened and were far more intense than usual.
At five foot ten inches, Erin was taller than her friends, but this man still towered over her. He had to be at least six foot six inches.
He crowded her space. She could feel the heat radiating off of his body onto hers. She jumped slightly as she felt his fingers ghost over the skin of her thigh, exposed by her dress.
“I’ll help,” he told her, his voice deep and husky.
A moment later, Erin felt his hand slide under her dress and to the apex of her thighs, where he slid a finger into her panties and brushed it lightly across her clit. Her breath hitched, and her eyes fluttered. A second later, he did it again before moving past her clit and dipping his finger into her.
Erin reached up and gripped both of his biceps, feeling his right one bulge slightly as he fingered her. She couldn’t push him away. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t thought about this a time or two.
She could admit that she was a very sexual person and often found herself wondering what situations would be like with certain people she came in contact with. However, she didn’t usually act on them unless the situation wouldn’t get messy.
Only a moment later, she felt herself begin to move against his finger. Her eyes fluttered closed, and her head fell backward.
Cruz gripped her chin. He brought her face back down to look at him. He didn’t say anything, but the look in his eyes said itall:Keep your eyes open. Watch.She planned on doing just that. She was often confrontational and didn’t take well to commands, but she had no problem with this one.
He slipped another finger into her and began to finger her faster. Erin rotated her hips with his movements. She hadn’t gotten laid in a while and knew it wouldn’t take her long to orgasm.
She was proven right when she felt her orgasm building inside of her. A moment later, it was taking over her body, and all she wanted to do was throw her head back. However, she didn’t. She kept her eyes locked to his, which intensified her release.
“Mmm, Cruz,” she moaned. The blowing wind made it sound like a whisper and carried it away.
His fingers slowed, and Erin released his arm. He pulled them from her, and she thought he would take his hand from under her dress. Instead, his other hand came under her dress, and he ripped her panties off, causing her to gasp.
She watched him put them in his back pocket before turning and walking away. Erin didn’t immediately follow him. She had gotten hot all over again and needed to cool off.
She stood on the balcony, trying to figure out what had just happened. It wasn’t like she had never conversed with Cruz or interacted with him, but the man was quiet most of the time. He opened up at times, and she saw another side of him when they were all hanging out, but she had never been alone with him. So, she hadn’t known that he was possibly attracted to her as she was to him.
She knew she wouldn’t likely turn him down if he made another move on her, but it posed an issue with the other attraction she felt.
Shaking her head, she returned inside, stopping at the bathroom to clean herself up. When she was ready, she returnedto the reception. There were still people on the dance floor, and Erin noticed Alijah’s dad sitting in the corner with her mother and the little boy they had adopted, looking salty.
Her friend was far better than she was because there was no way in hell she would have allowed them to stay for the reception after showing up uninvited. Despite the fear Taila had placed in Anya.
Erin returned to the wedding party table and looked over the other guests. She had been shocked that there weren’t more people. She knew that was Alijah’s doing. While there were a couple of business acquaintances, most of the people there they knew and associated with outside of work.
