“Would the wedding party please make your way to the dance floor?” the DJ asked from his booth.
“Let’s go!” I twirled out onto the dance floor. Carrie, Blair, and I were laughing and dancing while Scott and Thatcher followed behind us. We walked up to stand with Melinda and Drake in front of the DJ booth. “What’s going on?” I asked.
Melinda grinned. “He’s going to introduce the wedding party, and then we’re all going to start the dancing portion of the night.”
“The fun begins,” I nudged her with a grin.
“That’s right,” she nodded.
“Everybody put your hands together for Melinda and Drake!” the DJ announced.
We screamed and clapped for them as they hit the dance floor and danced to their song.
“Okay, y’all,” Melinda’s mom was suddenly right beside us. “Let me get you all coupled off.”
She started pairing everyone up the way they were going to walk into the wedding in a few months. There were some of Melinda’s cousins and Drake’s friends I didn’t know as well that she lined up. Then came Carrie and Thatcher, followed by Blair and Scott. Then there was me. I felt safe in the knowledge that Harrison wasn’t here.
“I’ll walk in by myself this time, huh?” I asked her with a big smile as the strains of Earth, Wind & Fire’s “September” started playing. The DJ announced each of the pairings of the wedding party.
“Oh, no, honey. Here’s Harrison. He was just running late.”
My smile evaporated and my heart dropped. What the hell? Who comesthislate to a party?
“Sorry I’m so late.” I heard his voice before I saw him as he apologized to Melinda’s mom.
“No problem, dear. Come over here, please. The DJ is just about to announce you and Sadie.”
I didn’t have time to get too nervous before he was beside me. That and the alcohol that had left me pleasantly buzzy worked together to keep me from shaking as I turned to face him.
And there he was. The boy I’d loved when I was thirteen who’d turned into the man who’d devastated me when I was nineteen. At twenty-seven he was more handsome than ever. The man I’d thought I was going to marry was lean and fit, muscular in a way that spoke to him being a former athlete. His honey-brown hair had darkened into a deeper shade, more like caramel now. But his eyes were the same deep, beautiful brown they’d always been.
They were the same eyes that had looked at me with love for years. The eyes that had hidden lies for the last several months of our relationship. I felt sick as I stared at him, feeling something like horror. I’d prepared myself to see him, then relaxed when I thought I wouldn’t have to. Now I felt blindsided.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Harrison
I hadn’t thought I was going to be able to make it to the engagement party, but a meeting was canceled at the last minute. I tried to call Drake to let him know I could make it after all, but he wasn’t answering his phone. I knew he was busy.
I went home, showered, and put on slacks and a dress shirt I knew I looked good in, then got on the road. I’d be late, but at least I’d be there.
All I could think about was Sadie, no matter how hard I tried to push her out of my mind.
***
“Oh my God, baby,” I clenched my jaw, doing my best not to come as Sadie rode me. Her platinum blonde hair hung in a waterfall down her back, there was a look of pure rapture on her beautiful face, and her blue eyes were dark with lust. But the best part? Her body. I watched as her pretty pussy took all of me as I thrust up into her. Her toned thighs moved her up and down, I held her by her small waist, and I watched as her plump, full breasts bounced with every move she made. “You have no idea how hot you look right now.”
She moaned as I took control and started moving her up and down my length. “Harder,” she begged, and I swear it almost made me come. I pumped into her harder, my pacespeeding up as she took all of me again and again. She leaned forward, angling her clit so she got the friction she needed.
I moved forward just a bit and pulled one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking, licking and biting it while I fucked her. I could tell from the noises she was making she was about to come. She cried out and threw her head back as she came on my dick, her pussy gripping it tight with every wave of her orgasm. It pushed me over the edge, too, and I came hard inside her. I was in heaven. I thrust upwards a couple more times until she had drained me of every last drop, then she collapsed onto my chest. I was still inside her, and as she laid on top of me gasping for breath, I knew we’d go again in a few minutes. My dick was already twitching again as I stared at her perfect, ripe ass. I grabbed it and held her there, relishing the feel of her.
“Is it healthy to have sex this often?” she asked, laughing.
“The healthiest, baby.” I grinned at her. “In fact, I’m pretty sure I read somewhere that we should come at least four times a day if we want to live a long, happy life.” I winked and she rolled her eyes with a smile.
“That’s good because I feel like all we’ve done is this ever since we moved to college.”
“We go out sometimes,” I said defensively.
