Page 10 of Cream Pie

That voice. That purr. That slight gravel to the baritone. The man brushes past me, and my dad goes for the handshake, but the guy laughs and gives him a hug instead, clapping him on the back.

“Anyways, I’m here, and I’m so happy for you, man. I’m proud of you too.”

Dad chuckles, pulling away from the dark-haired man. My heart starts to beat faster, and my face pales as I try and tell myself “no fucking way.”

“Thanks, man,” dad says with a grin.

“And I am sorry I’m late.”

“Hey, you’re here.” Dad’s eyes suddenly glance past him at me. “Oh, Javier, I’d like to finally introduce you to Amy.”

Javier is grinning as he turns to me, but suddenly, it drops from his face like a rock. We both pale, and my heart skips a beat.

Oh fuck me sideways.

“Amy…” he croaks out, his eyes wide and the color draining from his face.

My dad beams proudly. “Javier, meet my angel, my daughter.”

Javier. My mystery man from last night, who I gave my virginity to, and who rocked my entire world, is Javier—my dad’s right-hand man and best freaking friend.

“Pleasure to meet you, Amy,” he growls quietly, his voice edged. He puts his hand out, and I take it. The touch sends a shiver down my spine, and a swell of heat through my core.

“Nice to meet you too,” I croak out.

“Best man, meet maid of honor!” Dad chuckles, clapping his hands together. “Alright, we ready to do this?”

I blink as my hand drops from Javier’s, but our eyes stay locked.

“Uh, yeah,” he murmurs emptily. “Yeah, let’s, uh, do this.”

“Totally,” I choke out.

I stare at Javier, and instantly, my mind is flooded with every fucking detail of last night and this morning—every touch, every lick, every aching moan and fevered thrust. And I can still feel him in my panties, dripping from my pussy, just like he wanted.

The wedding planner ushers us to our places, and the music starts. I glance over, past my dad and the minister, and I blush deeply as I realize Javier is looking right back at me. I quickly look ahead, my face burning as a mix of cringe-worthy embarrassment and burning hot desire flood through me.

Oh, this is not good. Not good at all.

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