Claimed By The Best Man - Page 42

With the ceremony over and the bouquet thrown, everyone having said their congratulations, sees the throng moving out the front.

Rhys’s car is already waiting and packed to take them west for a whole week.

Reeve and I try to keep to the back of the group, but mom insists on grabbing hold of me with a barrage of final instructions.

Things to remember while they’re away.

“I left a hundred dollars in the kitchen under the fruit bowl,” she murmurs as if it’s the code to a vault at Fort Knox.

She gives Reeve a cautionary glance, both of us bunched up so tight in the crowd that nobody can see how much of him is really pressing into me.

“You take care of my baby girl,” she warns with a stern finger-wagging up at him.

“Oh, I will,” Reeve promises her. “Starting right… now,” he growls, flexing his cock so hard against me I stifle another moan as the crowd around us cheer again.

There’s confetti and rice thrown, dozens of voices all calling out well-wishes.

Rhys is strangely quiet, looking pale as he only waves a short goodbye, more interested in getting outta town as much as I am in going to town on Reeve’s manhood.

Watching the car leave, most of the gathered crowd leaves too, with only a few stragglers staying to chat with Denise and the priest.

But there’s only one thing on my mind.

“Where?” I ask, already shivering, needing Reeve to support me as he bundles me back into the church.

Already so close to coming it’s an effort to even take two steps without moaning.

“Here,” he says, opening a door and pushing me hard against it with his weight to close it.

It’s the room where we all left our bags and my stuff to change back into after the ceremony.

At a glance, I can only see my bag and what I assume is Reeve’s gear.

In a single movement, he’s lifted me up, my thighs resting on his hip as his broad hands yank and tear at my dress, making me curse loudly as he exposes my drenched sex.

The already soaked lace of my panties is pulled roughly to one side as I run both hands up and down Reeve’s thick cock through his pants.

Eager to free him and have him inside me, neither of us seems to mind our first time is here.

But it’s the soonest we can manage, and Reeve is a man of his word.

As soon as they leave on their honeymoon…

And boy, he wasn’t kidding.

Tugging at his zipper, it isn’t long before Reeve groans. His big cock, throbbing in both my hands, finally freed.

“I’m gonna fuck you so hard, Piper. Fill you with more than just my cock,” he vows.

My hands have stopped shaking. My whole body primed to receive him.

Not exactly the shy virginal deflowering I’d imagined.

This is way hotter than that.

And it’s all happening so fast, but not fast enough.

It’s a little rough and every bit as hard as Reeve himself.

His hard body is pressed against my soft body as he expertly frees my aching breasts. The swollen head of his cock brushes against my sex, causing me to moan louder than I want him to fuck me and hard.

Pressing the weeping head of his cock to my entrance he starts to push into me.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he says with a growl, loosening his grip on me he stops for my benefit.

“I don’t wanna hurt you,” he breathes, kissing me hard but tender. I shake my head.

“I can take it,” I bluff, the stretch of him almost too much, but my insides feel like they’ll explode if he doesn’t fill me to the hilt right now.

Now.

He lets out a low growl, approving yet mindful as he slowly eases his huge, thick dick inside me.

I whimper and groan, thrashing my head back against the door and clawing at his back through his suit.

He’s fucking huge… and he’s not even half—

“Ahh!” I cry out, feeling his cock thicken and pulse inside me, moving past the only thing in me that made me a girl.

As he grinds his angled jaw harder, our eyes lock. His manhood sliding inside me now as I feel another wave of my essence drenching him, running down his thick cock and over his balls as he fills me to the hilt.

“You’re not a girl anymore,” he grins.

His eyes are like fire as he slowly thrust in and out of me, my hips rotating by instinct.

“You’re mine,” he groans as he continuous to thrust into me faster. “All. Mine.”

I’m stretched wider and filled deeper than I could have ever thought possible, it isn’t long before we both feel me reaching my climax.

The sheer size of him. The way my wall clamp around him trying to keep him inside me. The scent of his hard body pressed up against mine.

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