The photographer called Natalie over. As soon as Casey was free from the group, I made a bee-line for her. I did not want to waste any time. As I approached, she looked up at me and smiled, handing her flowers to the other girl and meeting me half way. We immediately embraced in a tight hug and I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my arms wrapped around her.
“It’s good to see you,” she whispered in my ear. “It’s been a long time.”
“You look amazing,” I said, pulling back to look at her. “Well, you know, had to tone it down to not upstage the bride.”
We both laughed and looked at Natalie and Brandon embracing and kissing for the photographer. I watched Casey’s cheeks fade from bright red to a faint pink. She gazed out at my sister and her new husband as the sun started to set behind the church. When their pictures were done, Casey smiled at me before walking off with the other bridesmaids to take the limo to the reception. I watched her curvy hips and amazing ass sway back and forth in her tight dress as she walked along the road. She stooped into the car and I swallowed hard. I reached over and grabbed my sister before she could disappear.
“Hey,” I said, looking at the limo. “Is Casey seeing anyone?”
“No, she’s single,” she said with a sly smirk that I completely ignored. “See you at the reception?”
“I’ll be there,” I said, clapping and walking toward the groomsmen’s limo.
Hopefully, I’d be there sweeping Miss Casey right off her feet. Why not pick up where we left off? It was hot, it was needy, and I couldn’t get her out of my head. I wasn’t looking for anything serious but I definitely wouldn’t mind replaying that Christmas Eve night. When we got to the reception, I had a seat at my table and watched Casey as she laughed and ate with the other girls. She was stunning. When I saw her get up to get a drink from the bar, I knew it was a good time to chat with her. I charismatically moved through the crowd and leaned on the bar next to her.
“Hey you,” I said, smiling.
“Hey there.” She laughed. “You are still as charming as ever.”
“I try.” I chuckled. She smiled at me as she took her drink. I swiped my hand down her arm and immediately felt a spark, the same spark I felt five years ago. She took a deep breath and stepped back, forcing a smile on her lips. I couldn’t put my finger on what it was, but she seemed a bit distant. She was still sexy as hell, sweet, adorable as always. She laughed at my stupid jokes but she was also slightly removed from our conversation. I grinned and opened my mouth to invite her to sit with me but I was cut off by the MC announcing the bride and groom’s first dance. Casey shrugged her shoulders and smiled, turned, and went back to her own table.
I walked back to my seat and sat down, slightly perplexed by what just happened. Had things changed while I was away? Did she no longer have any kind of emotions or feelings for me? Five years was a long time but since I hadn’t stopped thinking about her, I knew her feelings could still be on the surface too. She looked so sexy in that dress and her smile was more radiant than ever. All I wanted to do was get her out of that hot dress and have another steamy night of passion. For about an hour, I watched the festivities develop from the first dance and the cake cutting to the emotional dance with our uncle. When all had settled down and everyone was milling around, I looked up to see Casey sitting alone at the table, watching the couples dance on the dancefloor. I knew this was the perfect time to grab her and bring her close. The idea of holding her in my arms was too enticing to pass up. I walked around the crowd and came up behind her, tapping her on the shoulder.
“Excuse me Miss,” I said with a playful bow. “May I have this dance.”
She looked up at me and smiled shyly, nodding her head and reaching out for my hand. I draped her arm through mine as we walked on the dance floor. I spun her around and into my arms. She laughed as she crashed back into me, lifting her head and taking my hand. I reached around her waist and pulled her close, feeling her breasts heaving against my chest. She looked up at me with her big green eyes and my heart fluttered inside my chest. It felt like the first night we met, when the want and need between us was so thick we could barely breathe. As we danced across the floor, our eyes did not detach and for a minute, it felt like we were the only two in the room. I knew I had to have her again. I needed to feel her skin against mine, to taste her and feel her mouth wrapped around my cock.
Needing to set the mood, I pulled her even closer without caring that she would feel my half erection against her body. As her waist hit my crotch, her eyes widened and she bit her lip. A conflicted expression crossed her face. I leaned down and picked her up by the waist, letting her feet dangle as we swayed to the sound of the orchestra playing in the background. Her breathing was heavy against my neck and I bur
ied my face in her hair, breathing in her sweet scent. I wanted another night of passion and lust. No, I needed another night of passion and lust and not with just anyone, with Casey. There might have been something going on in her head that I didn’t understand but at that moment, I didn’t care. All I cared about was making her feel wanted, sexy, and desirable.
As we swayed to the music, I could feel her suck in a deep breath and let it out hard. I feared she wasn’t feeling the same way as me but the way she clung tightly to my body, rubbing her lips against my neck, told a different story. I wasn’t sure what was wrong and I hoped I hadn’t done something to mess up this reunion already, though I didn’t see how I could have. Either way, I was going to enjoy having her in my arms until the song was over and then, hopefully, I would take her in my arms in my bed later tonight.
Chapter 4: Casey
This day has been nothing but a sea of raging emotions. I cry at weddings all the time but watching my best friend marry the love of her life, an amazing and extremely handsome fireman, I am simply beside myself. I watched their relationship grow over the years and I knew from their first real date that there was no going back for Miss Natalie. This guy swept her off her feet so fast I didn’t think she would ever touch back down. The way he protected her, respected her, and cherished her was something rarely found in today’s world. Seeing them together was perfect and it gave me hope that one day, I’d be just as happy.
On top of all that, the man I spent five long years pining for, finally surfaced and was back on my radar. I knew he was going to be here. He is Natalie’s only brother, so it would have been strange for him not to come. Still, my memory did not do him justice and when he flashed that damn smile at me from across the church, I almost collapsed right there in the aisle. I told myself over and over again that I needed to relax. It had been five years since we saw each other, there was no way he was going to be interested in me now. Just in case he was, I gave myself strict instructions to keep my distance. Things became very different in my life after he left and I knew I couldn’t just welcome him back with open arms, or legs for that matter. Then, he looked at me with those deep blue eyes and I’m pinned, unable to move, or even breathe. I’m right back where I was, completely vulnerable to his charms.
I was strong. I learned so much over the last five years but it was like all it disappeared with just one look from Dex. I didn’t know whether to be angry at myself or just accept that I was human and this was bound to happen. Either way, I knew I had to keep my wits about me and not give into him like I did last time. It was easier said than done as I hung from his neck, my face buried in his shoulder, and his arms wrapped tightly around me. I kept sighing to keep myself from bursting into tears, everything was very overwhelming. His scent was so familiar, like we were back on that couch underneath the pale twinkling Christmas lights, downing hazelnut liqueur and throwing caution to the wind. The feeling of his skin on mine was still fresh in my mind and just being close to him, his hips against me, an obvious erection in his pants, was so tantalizing I could barely take it. However, knowing where our first encounter led, I knew I had the willpower to resist.
As the song slowly came to an end, Dex held on to me, squeezing me tightly and breathing into my neck. I took a deep breath as he set me down gently on the ground. I looked up into his big blue eyes. He could tell something was wrong but I didn’t say a word. I smiled and turned to leave. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t talk, I just needed some space, and fast. He watched me shuffle off toward the bathroom, holding my hand against my chest. I didn’t know how to explain any of this to him. I rounded the corner and walked straight into the bathroom, stopping and gathering myself as I watched Natalie struggling with her dress. She looked up at me and smiled, breaking into a giggle. Just the sound of my best friend’s laugh made me feel better.
“What in the world are you doing?” I asked, looking at her twisted gown.
“I had to pee and no one was here to help so I stepped out of my dress for a minute to go. Now I can’t get it zipped.” She laughed, leaning against the wall and sweating slightly.
“Oh my god.” I burst into laughter. “You are a mess.”
I walked over and pulled her to her feet, turning her and straightening the gown while I connected the hooks she had somehow completely screwed up. I looked in the mirror as I pulled the zipper back up and tucked in the ribbons. She looked so happy and I didn’t want to ruin it but I needed to talk to someone.
“Your brother and I had a dance,” I said quietly.
“I know, I saw you,” she said, smirking.
“It's confusing,” I replied. “He’s been gone so long but it feels like he never left.”
“Are you okay?”