She shook her head, lacing her fingers through mine. “I drove over with the bridesmaids.”
“Good.” I flashed her another grin. “Let’s take mine.”
Tessa looked over at the barn, biting at her lower lip. “Do you think we should say goodbye?”
I shook my head. “No one is even going to notice that we’re missing.” All of our friends—because that was what these people had become to me, to us, in the last few years—were in relationships. Most of them were already married themselves, and they only had eyes for their partners. “Besides, we’ll see them at brunch tomorrow.”
Thankfully, we didn’t have to help clean up, because I was too eager to get the girl by my side into bed. I had no desire to wait another two hours before we could leave.
“Mmm.” She squeezed my hand. “Then what are we waiting for?”
Fuck, yes. It was all I needed to lead her to my car.
Our fingers stayed interlocked the whole ride back to my place.
My tux jackethit the ground first, and Tessa pushed it off my shoulders and onto the floor of my apartment. We’d barely made it in the door before our mouths had fused together once again—desperate. We were both so desperate for this. Like years of tension had boiled over. Years of longing glances and the briefest of touches that had keyed me up more than anything else.
She tasted perfect. Like sunshine and honey. I pulled her tight to me, my hands going to her ass, cupping her cheeks. With our bodies pressed this tightly together, there was no way for her to mistake my erection that pressed against her stomach, but I was too busy taking her mouth to care.
Fumbling with the zipper for her long, orange dress, I finally got the damn thing undone, letting the garment fall off her body, the silky fabric rippling to the floor, leaving her just her bra and panties.
“Fuck, look at you.” I groaned. She was even more beautiful than I could have ever imagined.
She stepped closer, running a finger up my chest. “Your turn.”
“Gladly.” I undid the buttons on my shirt, so eager that I missed one of them.
Tessa laughed, taking over and sliding the button out of its hole before tugging the shirt from my body. She placed her palm on my abs, fanning out her fingers. “Damn.”
I grinned. “All that time in the gym really paid off, didn’t it?”
The blonde bombshell just shut her eyes.
I framed her chin with my hand, giving her another lazy kiss. Fuck, but I was going to get addicted to this. With my hands on her hips, I lifted her up into my arms, pleased when she hopped up, wrapping her legs around my waist.
My cock was straining against my zipper, all too aware that there were only a few layers of fabric between me and her warmth.
Carrying her to my bedroom, Tessa pressed kisses to my neck like she was trying to trace the freckles on my skin with her tongue. It was hot. No woman I’d been with had ever paid attention to them before, and it felt good.Right.
I flicked the back clasp of her bra, letting her tits spring free. They pressed against my bare chest as she wound her fingers back into my hair, tugging me in for another wet kiss. Like we couldn’t stop tasting each other, couldn’t get enough of each other.
Dropping her on the bed, her golden curls spread out around her like a halo. God, she was beautiful. Truly, a Hollywood Starlet in her own right. And she was here, in my bed. This was a fucking dream, and I never wanted to wake up from it.
She propped herself up on her elbows, eyeing my dress pants with disdain. “Those need to come off.”
“Patience, Hollywood.” I clicked my tongue against the roof of my mouth. “We’re just getting started.”
Grabbing a condom out of my bedside table, I dropped it on the bed beside us before climbing over her. Kissing down her neck, I ran my tongue over her nipples, tasting the hardened peaks before moving down her stomach and to her thighs. Then to her panties that were visibly soaked, begging for my touch.
First, I wanted a taste. To bury my face in her pretty pink pussy, lapping up her essence. I needed it. Hooking my fingers in the waistband, I pulled them off her body, baring her to me.
“So wet,” I murmured, running a knuckle over her slit. “Is this all for me, baby?”
She let out a little whimper, nodding her head as I looked up at her.
Burying my face in between her thighs, I ran my tongue up her entrance, swirling her clit. She squirmed, fingers fisting the bedsheets, a little moan slipping from her lips, and that was when I devoured her. Grinding my cock against the bed, I groaned at her taste. I was going to come in my pants if I wasn’t careful. Just one taste, and I was rearing to go. Desperate to be inside of her.
I thrust my tongue inside of her, her wetness flooded my tongue. I worked her up, bringing her higher and higher but never letting her fall over the edge.
