“Fuck, yeah.” I give him knuckles. “I knew I liked you for a reason.” Of all of us, Sebastian is usually the most reserved. Normally broody and quiet, he’s slowly come out of his shell since he married Lily. It’s been fascinating to witness the change.
Eli shakes his head, glaring at Sebastian, ready to go off, but Jackson pipes in first. “Cici wouldn’t have paired them up if she were worried about her friend. She knows Braden as well as the rest of us. I’m sure this Poppy gal can hold her own, or not, if that’s what she wants.” Then he looks pointedly at me. “Just don’t piss my sister off at her own wedding.”
My hands go up in defense. “Listen, it’s Justin’s fault. I may have let my fascination go if he hadn’t told me about the carpet.”
“Don’t makemeyour excuse to bang her tomorrow. If anything, it’s Sebastian’s fault,” Justin accuses while cocking his thumb in Sebastian’s direction.
“All I’m hearing is that you’re a bunch of pussies,” Sebastian says deadpan, causing us to crack up.
A couple of hours later, we load into the limo that will take usto the hotel, and I’m drunker than a skunk. Hell, we all are. Along the way, Justin tells us how he started dating Lucy the second time around, and it’s some good shit. Didn’t know the guy had a funny bone in his body, but man, can he tell a story.
I haven’t laughed that much in a while. What a great fucking night, with nofuckinginvolved—go figure. But I’m ready to fall over from exhaustion as we walk into the hotel. We’re handed our keys on arrival, and thankfully, the bags have been brought to the rooms because I’m not sure I can handlemyself, let alone a bag.
We’re staying at the Hotel del Coronado, a mere twenty minutes from downtown. The rehearsal dinner is scheduled for tomorrow night, with the wedding taking place the following day, on Saturday. The bridal party will be here the whole weekend, along with Jackson and Cici’s parents and Mia’s mom. I’ve met everyone except for this Poppy chick, and unfortunately, it’ll have to wait until the rehearsal since I’m running into work tomorrow.
Since the hotel grounds are vast, we’re escorted in golf carts to our rooms. As I zombie-walk from the cart to the building, something catches my eye for a blink before it’s gone. I swear I just saw a beautiful redhead walking from the hot tub between the buildings. The weird part is that it looked a lot like the girl from the plane.
When I turn to investigate, she’s gone as quickly as she appeared. I shake my head and scold myself, needing to purge this girl from my mind. Damn. It was more than likely Cici’s friend Poppy, not my sexy librarian, especially since she’s staying here as well.
Ready to put this day behind me, I continue to my room and fall straight into bed, releasing a massive sigh when my head hits the pillow. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I immediately think of her, wondering what she’s up to or if she might be reading another romance.
Suddenly, it hits me—she put the name of the book in my phone and might have given me her number. I eagerly open my notes app to look, only to be quickly disappointed, but laugh out loud, nonetheless.
Book Title: Last King Standing
Sequel: Dropping soon — like your jaw as you realize I didn’t leave my number.
Cliffhangers are rough. So is emotional depth — you should try it sometime.
P.S. No name, no number — some characters are better left to the imagination.
Well fuck. That’s the end of that. It doesn’t mean I can’t have one last fantasy, though.
Plugging my phone in next to the bed, I lie back, unbuckle my pants, and slip them off. My hand reaches down, grabbing my swollen cock that seemed to be semi-hard throughout the day because of my mousy librarian.
Right now, it’s rock-hard, full, and dying to feel those plump, luscious lips wrapped around it. The thought of unpinning her hair and grabbing it with my fist while I lead her to my cock is almost enough to make me blow, but it’s too soon, and I want more time with my illusion since it’s all I’ve got.
She sticks her tongue out and licks the bead of pre-cum from my tip. The moan she releases is pure heaven. “That’s it, Mouse, let me hear you do that around my cock.” Her mouth opens wide while I feed it to her, lips pressing down my length. “Fuck, so good.” I hold her firm as I work her, relishing the feel of her tongue lapping me while I thrust. Three more pumps and I’m releasing down her throat, making her gag as she swallows. My mousy librarian takes it so well. “That’s it, baby. Yes. UH, FUCK. YES.”
When I open my eyes back to reality after that mind-blowing orgasm, my stomach is covered in cum. Too exhausted to do anything more, I remove my shirt and wipe it away before rolling over and passing the fuck out.
3
DIGGING DEEPER
Poppy
I’m giddy when I wake up the next morning. The hotel they chose for the wedding is out of this world. The bed, oh my God… it’s so luxurious. I stretch out in every direction with a big smile on my face. The added bonus of a hot tub right outside my room is heavenly. You can watch the ocean and hear the sounds as you relax. I went straight in after the bachelorette party.
Which, as I expected, wasn’t much of a party, since Cici and her bestie, Lily, are both pregnant, while Mia and her best friend, Walker, are underage. At least Lucy, the other bridesmaid, drank with me, and we made sure to drink enough for everyone.
It was so fun to meet Cici’s friends. I’ve heard a lot about them over the last couple of years but hadn’t met any, other than her fiancé, Eli, when he came to propose and help her pack. Her soon to be sister-in-law Mia, who is also the other bride, is adorably sweet. And I can’t wait to meet Cici’s brother Jackson, who Mia’s marrying.
Eli, Cici, Jackson, and Mia are having a double wedding because Eli wanted to be married before their baby was born. So he poachedJackson’s wedding that was already scheduled. Yes, the pregnancy was a surprise. Note to future self, antibiotics can mess with your birth control.
Seeing my bestie again, who looks like she could give birth any day, was the highlight of the night. Although it made me sad to miss the last part of her pregnancy after being by her side for most of it. I wasn’t sad for long, though, because as the night went on, laughter took over.
Lily was as adorable in real life as she is over FaceTime. Mia is a bit on the shy side, but her gay best friend, Walker, made up for that tenfold as one of the funniest people I’ve met, followed closely by Lucy, another bridesmaid. Man, those two are dangerous together. I laughed more than I can remember.
