He continued down, nipping and sucking on her skin until he reached her sex. He tugged her down, her ass on the edge of the seat and spread her thighs wider. She wasn’t small with her larger than average thighs and hips. It was a feat to do a bunch of strange sex positions, but tonight, she was wider than ever, letting this gorgeous man stare at her pussy.
“You smell divine,” he whispered roughly.
“I taste pretty good, too.” She grinned.
He lowered his head between her legs. Her legs immediately went on his shoulders and folded behind his head.
A loud growl sounded from him, the vibration making her shudder. She moaned, wiggling closer to his lips. His beard rubbed against her skin, adding another dimension of friction.
“You lied,” he voiced from her pussy, licking and sucking at her inner thigh. “You don’t taste good. You’re fucking delicious.”
She smiled wide and held on to the cushions at her side as he licked her clit with a speed she had never believed possible on a human. He hummed and grunted. The knot at her core tightened with every lick of his tongue on her slick flesh.
“God,” she groaned.
She rocked her pussy on his face, harder, faster, her body unraveling. A choked scream rushed up her throat. She shattered, sucking air hard. Tremors raced through her body, sending shockwaves of pleasure with every mini orgasm that came after the big one.
She pulled him up, urging him to sit on the cushion. Cradling his balls in her hand, she leaned down to take him into her mouth. He stopped her. She watched his eyes flash gold again. “I can’t wait.”
He tugged her into straddling him. His long, hard length stood straight. She gripped him, rubbing him between her slick folds and then placing the head of his cock at her entrance.
Their gazes met and held.
“Take me inside you,” he said. “I want to feel your pussy clasp around me.”
She slid down slowly. He stretched her. God, he was so fucking perfect. She wasn’t a need-a-big-dick kind of girl, but he just happened to have one. And boy, was she feeling it. He rubbed her inner walls as she continued gliding down until she was fully seated on his dick.
She rocked softly and gasped. Her pussy squeezed at his hardness. He gripped her ass and pulled her forward. A shiver slid down her spine. He felt amazing inside her. He did it again. A jolt of something spread through her veins. It was like he’d lit a fire in her core.
She wiggled, holding on to his shoulders and leaning forward to kiss him. He lifted her almost until he came out of her and then dropped her on his cock. Then he did it again and again, faster and faster. She bounced hard on his dick.
The idea that someone could walk up on them and see this didn’t even run through her mind at that moment. Nor did she care how much noise they were making. She moaned and groaned loudly. Short squeals sounded with every bounce she did on him.
He leaned forward, taking a nipple into his mouth, and bit down. Air rushed out of her lungs as a scream fell out of her lips. Her pussy convulsed around his shaft, sucking and gripping him hard.
He growled into her breast, his cock pressing deeply into her pussy and jerking hot semen into her sex.
It took long minutes for them to lie there, him still deep inside her, catching their breaths under the full moon.
He pushed her hair away from her face and met her gaze. “Mine.”
She grinned and wiggled off him, aching at the emptiness she felt not having him inside her. “We should go. I’m supposed to make a toast.”
She slipped her dress on and picked up her heels, walking out of the circle and down the pathway without waiting for him. Her heart thudded so hard, she barely heard him calling her to wait.
When she got back to the wedding, they were about to serve dinner. She grabbed a champagne flute from a passing waiter and gulped it down.
“Uh, Parker,” Balgair whispered, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her out of the dinner toward the front of the house.
“What? Why are you dragging me?” she grumbled.
“Because I’m trying to keep you from embarrassing yourself,” he said softly and pulled her into the women’s bathroom. “Look.”
Her eyes popped at the woman in the mirror. Her makeup was the least of her worries. Her lips were swollen. And she had suck marks all over her neck and chest. “Oh my god.”
“Yeah, babe. You look like you just got laid. And I’m not one to judge, I’m actually happy for you, but I know how you feel about keeping your personal life…well, personal.”
Chapter Four
Parker watched her fair skin turn redder in certain spots she remembered clearly Ryan sucking and biting. Her face flamed and she sighed. “What should I do?”
The bathroom door opened, and Jade walked in. She wore a different white dress. A lightweight sweetheart neckline mini dress. Jade stared at Parker with wide eyes.
“Par-ker?” Jade blinked. “I…um…I guess I don’t need to keep wondering where you’d run off to.” She laughed. “So, who’s the lucky guy?”
“Jade, no,” Parker groaned. “This is going to ruin the night. How am I going to cover all these marks? That man!”
“He’s an animal,” Balgair sighed. “I like him.”
“Hey! Cool your heels, Balgair. Your hubby is out there chatting up my men, so you behave,” Jade grinned.
“A girl can look,” he said.
“You guys!” Parker huffed. “What do I do?”
“I have an idea,” Jade said. “Stay here.”
Parker snorted. “Yeah, like I’m dying to go out there and let the world know I’ve been fucking while you guys have been drinking and eating pigs in a blanket.”
“There are no pigs in a blanket out there. We have lots of beef, though,” Jade grumbled.
“Fine, whatever.” Parker sat in one of the bathroom chairs and dropped her face in her hands. “What the hell have I done?”
“Had amazing sex by the looks of it,” Balgair replied.
Parker snapped her head up and frowned at him. “I swear, Balgair, one more smartass reply out of you and I’m going to tell your husband you’ve been looking at other men.”
He snorted a giggle. “He already knows that and he’s okay with it as long as it’s only looking.”
“Oh, man!” She dropped her head back in her hands. Her body shivered at the memory of Ryan’s lips all over her body. Now was not the time to think about that.
“All right, I’m back to save the day,” Jade said. “Here,” she shoved a lacy gold jacket on Parker that matched her dress. “This goes with Lana’s dress, but she didn’t feel like wearing it today. So you can wear it until I do the bouquet toss. Then you can get the hell out of here and stop feeling like the world is going to know you’ve been fucking in my back yard.”
“Jade! Not you, too.”
“Sorry, Parker,” Jade giggled. “You’re too easy when you’re worked up. And I don’t mean easy like that.”
“Though it seems easy like that is also true,” Balgair chuckled.
Parker glared at her cousins and buttoned up the sheer jacket. Though it was see-through, the gold coloring hid all the marks around her neck and chest. She grumbled her way out of the bathroom and followed her cousins back to dinner.