There were canapes and drinks, mulled wine, champagne and some locally made fizzy elderflower stuff that looked like champagne. I did another tour of everyone with Vic pulled into my side, before mentioning to one or two people that we had to see the landlord about something.
We didn’t, and I fully imagined that a couple of my siblings would clock exactly where we’d disappeared off to.
“It’s time to consummate our marriage.” I whispered the words into her ear as she waved at Tommy and his wife. “I’ve waited long enough.” My cock was hardening and if we didn’t make a move now, I’d be embarrassing myself in a way I really did not want.
“Max. I need to tell you something.”
I paused, my heart skipping enough of a beat that I was glad my cousin was a doctor. “What?”
She nipped my earlobe. “I lied about wearing underwear. I’m bare under here. Just a garter.”
I knew we shouldn’t have invited guests.
Down one of the corridors that led to the bedrooms where some of our guests were staying was a large, accessible bathroom. It took me exactly seven seconds to pick Victoria up and run with her to it as soon as we were out of sight of anyone.
Her laugh was muffled into my shoulder. “Could you really not wait?” Her words were almost covered by laughter.
“No. I need to get under those skirts and taste my wedding breakfast.”
She giggled again. “I can’t believe you just called it that.”
My determined face changed into a scowl. “Neither can I, but I can’t go the whole night with a full on erection. It’s indecent. And that dress is just designed to tease me.”
“It was exactly what I was going for.”
I pushed the door open with my hip and took us both straight into the bathroom.
It wasn’t the worst one we’d ever fucked in. And there had been a few.
“How mad are you going to be if I mess your lipstick?”
“Brought it with me; just avoid giving me beard burn.”
I stopped the rest of the sentence with a kiss that was meant to be sweet but instead devoured her. She tasted of the elderflower drink, fresh and sweet, but her kisses back were anything but.
There was a wide long wall, opposite the toilet and sink. I pressed her against it, her hands running up and down my back, fingers digging into my arse. This was going to be quick; it couldn’t be anything other. We had four dozen people waiting for us to celebrate our marriage.
But we were going to celebrate it first.
I dropped to my knees and rustled her skirts. Layers on layers of material guarded the secrets of what she was wearing underneath.
“Can you take your tits out of that thing and play with them? I want my mouth on them as soon as you’ve come.”
“Bossy much?” She reached arms behind her. “You need to undo me.”
I stood back up, cursing while she turned around and presented me with a trail of buttons.
“Just undo two.”
I never knew my fingers could be that nimble that fast.
She was back against the wall again, her tits already out before my knees hit the floor. I looked up and saw her pinching her nipples as I fought through her skirts to get my mouth exactly where it needed to be.
There was a garter, the colour possibly blue, but it was fairly dark under her skirts. My cock felt like it was about to erupt without even a touch, but that was the Victoria Effect, the one she still had and had never eased off.
I kissed my way up her thighs, totally surrounded by her skirts, letting my fingers climb up the back of her legs, making her part her thighs for me. I could smell her musky arousal, could feel heat radiating from her centre. One quick flick with my finger told me how wet she was already, the very top of her thighs smeared with her juices.
She moaned as I pressed the tip of a finger inside her. The sensation of fingering her slowly made my cock thicken and pulse, the breaking point was far away. Her skirts rested against the top of my head as I reached the apex of her thighs with my mouth. I inhaled and dug every ounce of my self-control out from wherever I’d stored it before taking my tongue to her clit. I licked lightly at first, teasing, but neither she nor I were in the mood for a marathon; her pussy had contracted tightly around my finger, her need to come clear from the moans and whimpers I could just about hear through the material.
