Mine To Have (Southern Wedding 1)

I bring the beer to my lips as I look over and see her coming back from the bathroom. She smiles and laughs at something that Amelia just said when a guy steps in front of her. My insides burn the minute he leans down and kisses her on her cheek. She smiles at him as they joke, my hand squeezing the bottle in my hand harder and harder. She nods her head at him and steps away and I watch him watch her. The nerves fill my body, and when she gets back to me, she smiles. "Friend of yours?" I motion with my head toward the guy, knowing that it’s fucking dumb.

"I don’t think you can call it that," she says, grabbing her drink. "Acquaintances is a better word for it." She takes a sip. "Don’t forget you were with someone."

"I didn’t expect you to wait for me," I answer her honestly and it’s the truth, but to see in front of me that she had a whole life, it’s going to sting and I’m going to have to live with it. "Give me a kiss," I say and she laughs.

"So everyone can know I’m off-limits?" She shakes her head and leans in to kiss me. "Does that make you feel better?" she asks, and I look up at the guy to see that he was watching her.

"Little bit," I say, kissing her again. "Little bit."

She puts her drink down and steps between my legs. "If you want." She wraps her arms around my neck. My hand is gripping her hip and pulling her even closer to me. "We can leave here and I can show you all the ways that I’ve missed you."

"We are right here,” Reed says next to me. "Like, we can hear you." His face grimaces.

I get up. "This has been fun but," I say, putting my hand around her shoulder. "She looks tired."

"I mean, if she is going to look as tired as she did last Monday, you have a lot of work you have to do," Hazel says, snickering. "She was exhausted."

Willow gasps. "Is that why you couldn’t walk properly?"

"Good night, everyone." Harlow lifts her hand and slips it into mine. "It’s been fun." She pulls me away from the group.

We step out into the darkness and I look up at the stars in the sky. "You know what we’ve never done?" She looks at me and I just watch her. "We’ve never had sex in a hammock."

"There is a reason for that," I say. "And it has to do with breaking my dick."

"Ugh, fine," she says. "Definitely don’t want to break that." She smiles at me and I can’t help but bend down and kiss her. My tongue slides into her mouth as I taste the sweetness from the tea. "You keep kissing me like this and we are having sex in the back seat."

"I’m going to have to take a rain check on that." I open the door for her. "Your brothers didn’t shoot me, but chances are if they find you riding me in the back seat of my car in a parking lot." I look around. "Fuck, I’d shoot myself in the foot." My hand goes to her hip and then moves under her silky shirt, finding her lace bra. "Next time, wear a dress and I’ll finger-fuck you all the way home."

I pinch her nipple and she groans and arches her back. "I can take off one leg."

I shake my head and the whole ride back to her house she’s like an octopus, with her hands everywhere. She is leaning over kissing my neck, while her hand gropes my cock, and finally when I pull into the driveway, she unbuckles her seat belt and has my cock out and her mouth is swallowing me. I stop the car as she gets on her knees in the passenger seat. My hand reaches out to rub her pussy outside of her jeans. She moans with my dick in her mouth and then I slide my hand up and into her jeans. Her stomach is shivering when my hand gets between it and the lace thong she is wearing. My finger slides right into her and I slip another one in. My thumb squeezes her clit as I move my hand. With her jeans so tight I’m restricted, but it doesn’t stop her from coming all over my fingers. She lets go of my cock, sitting back in the passenger seat, and in a blink of an eye she has one pant leg off and she moves over me and sinks down on my cock. "So much better," she says and my hands rip the silk cami over her head but I don’t shatter the lace that is covering her tits. She rides my cock as I work her nipples, my mouth over one and my hand on the other. I pinch and pull one while biting the other. "I need you deeper," she pants, fucking me faster and faster, putting her hands on my shoulders as she tries to get deeper. "Travis." She cries my name and throws her head back and arches her back as she comes all over me. The sound of the horn blares from her back, and I don’t even give a shit because my balls pull tight and I come inside her. She falls on my chest as my hips move up and down emptying into her. We’ve had sex everywhere and this time it was almost barbaric.