Sultry

by Lexi Buchanan

  As we start walking down the makeshift aisle, I look around at friends and family who are here today smiling at the girls, the brides, and us, the bridesmaids. I have a smile on my face, which is starting to feel as though its plastered on, but then I catch sight of Donovan standing tall and proud next to Reece with eyes only for me.

  He makes my heart thud in my chest with the possessive look he’s throwing at me. Because I’m walking behind Callie, he hasn’t seen the dress I’m wearing, which I chose with him in mind. The dress flows down to my feet in a soft lemon silk with a slit up my right thigh to my waist. Beneath though I’m wearing matching lemon shorts and they are short too. The whole outfit reminds me of the fifty’s fashion except the top part of the dress is a fitted strapless bodice, which dips low between my large breasts. Even Liam did a double take when he saw me in it before looking away.

  Coming to a stop near Donovan, his eyes widen as he takes me in before I notice his jaw visibly tighten and his fist clench.

  Mission accomplished!

  While the justice of the peace starts with his wedding talk, instead of listening I spend my time casting sly glances at my man. He really is so handsome in his tux. The white shirt really stands out against his dark sun kissed skin, which my tongue is itching to lick.

  Licking along my lips, I catch his eyes as they darken with passion watching me. I stick my tongue out and watch as his lust filled eyes widen in shock before narrowing.

  Feeling a prod in my back, I turn and glare at Sarah, who is standing behind me with a matching glare.

  “Stop looking at him,” she hisses between her teeth.

  What a bitch!

  Really hating myself, I do as she says because the last thing I want is for her to cause problems right now. I don’t think I’ve felt like punching anyone the way I do right now, and she’s my sister, which is kind of sad.

  Before I know it, both Reece and Phoenix are kissing their brides and everyone is cheering. Reece turns and hugs me tight, kissing me on the forehead before moving along to our sisters. He reluctantly hugs Sarah, but quickly lets her go before going back to his bride and doing a ‘man hug’ with Liam, Donovan and Phoenix.

  Donovan looks at me with a frown on his face and I try to tell him with my eyes that it’s because of Sarah. I don’t think he gets it though, but as the brides and grooms take their place to walk down the aisle, Sarah sidles up next to Donovan who looks startled. His eyes meet mine over the top of Sarah’s head.

  I’m frozen in place not knowing whether to shove her out of the way or to keep my mouth shut and hands to myself. But she’s pushing the limits with me now. Donovan is my guy and I’m going to fight for him if that’s what she wants.

  Seeing Sarah’s distraction with Mom talking to her, I slip behind Robin, and slide my hand into Donovan’s. With a slight tug, he’s now standing beside me with a crooked grin on his handsome face.

  “You’re asking for trouble,” he whispers against my ear causing a shiver to run straight down my spine to my pussy.

  “As long as you’re the trouble then it’s fine with me.” I press my chest briefly against his arm and hear his breath rush out through his lips when he feels my erect nipples.

  He leans down to say something else when we both spot Sarah fuming in front of us.

  Oh what fun.

  “Ignore her babe. Don’t let her ruin today for you.”

  “It’s not me I’m bothered about.”

  “I know. C’mon. Let’s follow everyone out. I think we have some photographs to crash,” he says grinning.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Donovan

  My balls are so tight to my body right now that I’m frightened to move. Mara has completely blown me over in the hot-as-fuck dress that she’s wearing, and now while she’s dancing with an uncle, I can’t take my eyes from her breasts, which are swaying gently as she moves.

  We sat opposite each other during the meal, which didn’t go down too well with Mara, but for me I felt relief although it was short lived. Every time I glanced in her direction she was doing something suggestive. Whether it was eating a breadstick or sucking on the spoon with the sorbet on its tip. But little does she know that I’m planning on getting my own back on her tonight with a slow seduction. At least that’s the plan, but with how much she’s teasing me, I’m not sure I’m going to last to make it slow.

  “You look ready to burst,” Liam comments sitting next to be me.

  “You have no idea,” I mumble against my longneck.

  “Little Mara sure has grown up. Even though there’s only one woman for me I still had to do a double take earlier. Thought I was seeing things.” Liam shakes his head. “And if I’m not mistaken, she’s done nothing but look in this direction since she’s been on the dance floor. You should go up there and ask her to dance.”

  I watch her from beneath my lashes, and without taking my eyes from her, I reply to Liam, “That’s not such a good idea. Reece would flip.”

  “Reece isn’t here. He worked out during the meal what kind of boots Callie is wearing so he’s spent the rest of the time trying to work out how to get a look up her dress.” He grins. “They’re in the barn.”

  On his wedding day as well, but then, if you can’t fuck your bride in the barn on your wedding day then there isn’t much hope for you.

  “Donovan for fuck’s sake, get up there before someone else snaps her up when it’s you she really wants.”

  I don’t need telling twice.

  My feet have a mind of their own as I watch Derek from the car place in town about to make his move on her. I don’t think so buddy.

  Moving in quickly, I slide my arm around Mara’s waist and turn her in my arms. Her whole face lights up when she realizes it’s me. Her arms wrap around my neck as I fit her snug against me. Not an inch between us.

  “I missed you,” she whispers against my ear just before I feel her tongue swirl around my lobe.

  “Behave.” I press her tight against me and groan when she does a slight rotate with her hips against my hard dick.

  The music changes to Emeli Sandé, Beneath You are Beautiful. Hardly moving, we gently sway around the dance floor. My objective is to escape through the marquee’s back entrance to have a private five minutes with my girl. God knows I deserve it. I kept my distance after we walked backed down the aisle together. It was either that or kidnap her for the rest of the day.

  Feeling her body gently moving against mine is driving me insane. The feel of her curves in my hands is causing my body to tighten with suppressed need. The lust that is roaring through me makes me certain that I’m going to have to jerk off in the bathroom before I take her back to my place. Tonight I need to go slower than I’ve ever gone before to show her how much she means to me—how special she is to me—how much I love her.

  Finally seeing the exit close, I grab her bottom in my hands and smile when I hear the moan escape her lips and feel her hands tighten at the nape of my neck. “Hold tight. We’re leaving for a few minutes.”

  Quickly exiting with Mara, I look around for a private spot. Not finding anywhere other than the start of the trees, which separate the property from the river, I pick her up in my arms and carry her a few feet into the dense foliage for cover.

  Placing her back on her feet, she takes hold of my face and brings me down to her for a hot, wet kiss. Her lips are soft and pliant under mine and as my tongue caresses hers, the taste of chocolate hits my taste buds. I deepen the kiss for more. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get enough of this girl who I’ve given my heart to.

  She breaks from the kiss and starts placing tiny kisses along my jaw as her hands pull my shirt free of my slacks. Her hands are everywhere, fluttering over my chest and abs, caressing over my ass, and, fuck, stroking along my dick, which jerks and lengthens. I’ve been on a tight rope all day so there’s no way I’m going to stay loaded if she keeps touching and caressing my length.

  Pulling her hand away, I meet her gaz
e. “I want you too badly to have you touching me there.”

  My eyes drop down to the gap between her breasts, which is bare thanks to the design of the dress. I dip down with my head and rub my nose along her collarbone, feeling her hands as they slide into my hair. “You have driven me crazy all day. Every time you moved, I could see your beautiful breasts sway slightly and I thought they’d be slipping out of your dress.”

  She groans as I rub my face over one of her erect nipples through her dress. “I knew they wouldn’t fall out.”

  Going back to the gap in her dress, I nuzzle it open and nibble on the side of her breast while rubbing her neglected one with my fingers through the dress. She feels and tastes so damn hot.

  As she moves against me, my dick is ready to break through the zipper to make contact with her rubbing pussy. And then my balls draw tight to my body. I quickly put her away from me and try to breathe.

  Mara takes one look at me before letting her eyes travel down my body to hover around my groin area. She licks her lips and starts to get to her knees.

  I can’t let her do this. I want her to do this.

  “Wait.”

  “Donovan, you can’t go anywhere like that. I want you in my mouth.”

  “Fuck…Here.” I quickly remove my jacket and drop it to the ground.

  She hitches her dress up and kneels on my crumpled jacket before grinning up at me.

  “I’m going to come as soon as you touch me,” I warn.

  “Wait until you’re in my mouth.”

  My head drops back against the tree trying to shut out her words and the picture of her on her knees.

  Her hands slide up my thighs, landing on my zipper, which she pulls down really slow. I bite my lip to keep the groan inside.

  Shoving her hands inside my shorts on my ass she shoves them and my slacks down my legs in one swift move, letting my huge dick burst free against her face.

  My groan escapes as she turns slightly and captures my erection with her tongue and licks from root to tip where she swirls her tongue around the head. Lapping up all the pre-cum, which won’t stop leaking out in my excitement.

  Her hand cups my balls and starts a gentle massage as she sucks the tip into her mouth. My legs shake and the blood thrums through my body getting ready to detonate.

  I’ve needed to release all evening and…fuck! “Babe. Oh God. I’m going…to…Ahhh…fuck.”

  Exploding in her mouth while she’s sucking me is the hottest, most arousing thing ever. My orgasm is going on and on. My cock jerks, releasing more cum the more she sucks me off. I can’t take it any more so I try and pull away from her, but she grabs my ass and keeps me against her.

  “Babe, let go. No more,” I groan. My cocks only slightly shrunk with my release, but it won’t take much to get me to full arousal again with her mouth.

  She backs away slightly, and holding the root of me starts licking me clean as my dick starts to lengthen again. “Mara, babe. Please stop. We can’t stay out here all night and if you keep doing that I’m still not going to be able to walk.” She lets me go with a sexy grin on her lips. “Fuck, you make me act like a sixteen year old.”

  Holding my hand out to her, I haul her to her feet and kiss her. My scent is still on her as the kiss deepens making me dizzy. Feeling my cock swell between us, I put her away from me and hitch my shorts and slacks back up around my hips, needing everything covered and contained for now.

  “I take it you enjoyed that?” she asks, knowing damn well I enjoyed what she did to me.

  “Damn straight I did. Your turn soon, baby.” I cup her face and kiss her then have to force myself to let her go when all I want is to keep her by my side.

  “We better head back before we’re missed…if we’re not already.”

  “I have a feeling if we are that Liam will cover for us.”

  “Liam?” she questions as I take her hand and start to lead her back to the marquee, not really bothered if anyone sees us.

  “Yeah. I kind of gave my feelings away when you were out on the dance floor.” I offer her a wry smile.

  “Hmm. I don’t mind if it makes you react like that again.”

  Chuckling, I release her hand and sneak inside the marquee behind her.

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Mara

  Spotting my brother and Callie ahead of us, I squeeze Donovan’s hand to get his attention and indicate to him that I’ll see him later. It hurts to have to separate from him especially after what I’ve just done to him, and the further away I walk, the closer I feel to tears.

  “Mara, come and talk to me.” Mia takes my arm and pulls me over to a quiet corner of the marquee, if you can call any area quiet with the music blasting our eardrums. In fact, if I’m not mistaken the guys are supposed to be getting on the make shift stage to serenade their wives soon¸ and I’m going to pretend that Donovan is serenading me.

  “Why are you upset? I don’t remember you spending any time with Sarah.”

  She makes me smile. “I’ve stayed well away from her today.” My smile slips. “It’s just that it hurts having to stay apart for now when I want to be close to him.” I swipe a tear from my face and look in the direction Donovan disappeared in and catch his gaze. He looks concerned when he notices the tears I’m unable to hide, but I shake my head and hope he stays where he is.

  “Oh Mara, it will all work out. Reece and Callie are going away for two nights right? So while they’re gone you can be together and then as soon as they get back you need to tell them before someone else does.”

  “I know. If I know my luck, Sarah will get to him beforehand anyway.” I shrug. “She is suffering from a major case of PMS.” I smile. “I’ll be fine. Please don’t worry about me. He has a very romantic night planned for my first time tonight, and I’m hoping I’ll be spending the next few nights with him as well.”

  “Good for you…um…you know about things right?”

  I’d just taken a gulp of the wine she shoved in to my hands, which I’m underage for, but what the hell when she asked me that. Do I shock her or embarrass her?

  Leaning in to her, she leans in closer to me and waits. It’s killing me keeping a frown on my face. “I may still be a virgin, but we’ve seen each other naked before and we may or may not have fooled around.” I grin at the wide-eyed stare she throws my way. “Mia, you’re looking at me as though you never fooled around with Liam, which we both know isn’t true.”

  “Wow. Sorry. You look young, sweet and innocent… So tell me, is he hot beneath his clothes?” She laughs.

  “Just curious. Liam’s enough man for me and he has muscle and size in all the right places, if you know what I mean.” She winks.

  “Donovan’s sexy and delicious and I can’t get enough of him. I’ve waited a long time for him to notice me, well maybe not notice as he admits to noticing me just fine, but for him to make his move. I guess it helped with me moving to the city to where they are, but I just feel that we’re counting down to the bomb going off, you know? Reece isn’t going to be happy at all.”

  “Reece will have to be happy. Don’t let him ruin this for you. I know he’s your brother, but he doesn’t always know what’s best for you. Plus he has Callie now so she’ll be on your side.”

  “I know. I’ll be glad when it’s all out in the open. I hate hiding.” Turning away, I cringe. I’ve been hiding for years with my blog, although this is different.

  “It’s time,” Mia says and points to the dance floor.

  Turning in my seat, I watch the guys take to the stage with Phoenix adjusting the microphone. Even though Phoenix tends to lead with the singing, they all have good strong voices. I’ll never forget the time Mrs. O’Leary’s husband died. He was ninety-two and had a soft spot for Reece, which was returned. So she’d asked if him, Donovan and Phoenix would sing Amazing Grace at his funeral. They had and there wasn’t a dry face in the church by the time they’d finished.

  And now watching Reece and Donovan move thei
r microphones inline with Phoenix, I realize I should have been prepared and grabbed a couple of napkins. Whatever they are planning to sing, they don’t seem to be planning on using their instruments.

  My hearts pounding already and they haven’t even started.

  Phoenix taps the microphone to grab everyone’s attention. “I’m not going to bore you all with another speech. But I do need to say that although I’ve written a song especially for today that isn’t what we’re going to be singing tonight. Instead we are going to sing something that I could probably sing in my sleep because Thalia along with Callie have watched the movie that it goes with so many times we’ve lost count.”

  Everyone starts laughing. I know what he’s talking about because I’ve watched it a few times with Callie back at the apartment and she sobs at the same place every time. Titanic.

  “This is for our girls.”

  And then, just wow. They start singing My Heart Will Go On, and I don’t have the words to describe how amazing they sound. They don’t sing like this anymore—not for a long time, but they are amazing. They should do this more often.

  My gaze flicks to Phoenix and Reece, but it’s Donovan who keeps his gaze on me while he sings. He is just beautiful. They all are. Standing there in their black slacks, white shirts, ties undone that are dangling down in front of their chests and their jackets. My heart pounds as they put everything they have into this song, which they’ve obviously been practicing. As the song nears the end, the urge to go to Donovan and slide my hands up his chest is becoming unbearable. Thalia and Callie are standing in front of their guys, wiping tears from their cheeks as their guys finish the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard them sing.

  The brides are in their husband’s arms while Donovan slips off to the side clenching his fists. I see my mom move over to him and I’m not sure what she’s saying, but he looks towards me before turning back to her.

  Mia notices my distraction and pulls me around to face her. “Stop. I can see the worry on your face.”