Page 107 of Waging War
Draped in a flowing, light-blue dress, she emerges from the back room where the other girls are getting ready. Her hair is loosely curled, and the long locks flow freely around her neck and shoulders, teasing the cleavage peeking out above the gown. Hazel has never needed makeup, but she looks stunning with a light dash of blue and charcoal lining her brilliant eyes.
She narrows her gaze at me.
Busted.
Once she’s within striking distance, I get a playful slap to my chest. “Now don’t think that just because you look so fine in that suit that you’re going to get away with peeking at the bride.”
With her pointer finger against my chest and a little force behind it, Hazel pushes me back several paces.
Trailing that same finger over my suit lapels, she speaks loud and stern enough for the other girls to hear. “Tell Jack that he’s going to have to wait to see Cassidy just like everyone else.”
My cock stiffens when she shoves me into the nearest supply closet before slamming the door. Buttons pop as her hands fly over them, undoing one at a time.
“Whoa, whoa.” I snicker at her frantic need.
“I can’t wait a second longer, Benjamin. The doctor cleared you two days ago, and if it weren’t for being preoccupied with this wedding, I would have jumped you already.” Her little fists are balled around my collar before I can protest. “Bang my brains out right this second or so help me…”
I moan into her mouth when she raises up toward me. “You know I love when you let your hellion out of her cage, baby, but the ceremony is going to start any min—”
Zip.
“How in the hell?”I’m a goner the minute her hand wraps around me.
“Fuck it. Jack will forgive me.”
I bunch up the ungodly amount of material hiding the wetness I know is waiting for me. “Jesus Christ, Hazel. How do you even walk in this thing?”
“Now, Ben.” Her nails rake along the sides of my neck as I feel around her lower half in the dark.
Ah, yes.
“There you are.” I pull her panties aside and guide her down my length until I’m fully seated inside her.
Throwing her head back, she braces one heeled foot on the wall beside me and grabs my shoulders. “Tell me if I’m hurting you,” she pants.
“Don’t worry about me. I can take it.”
And oh, how I plan to.
“You’re so stubborn.” She glides over me until a light sheen of sweat forms along the back of my neck and marks my brow.
“No more stubborn than you, woman.” I bend, thrusting deep as I pick her up and slam her against the opposite wall. Plastic bottles and containers topple over and slide in between my feet as I shift to get a better grip.
Her feet kick out before wrapping around me. “Oh my god!”
The handle of a broom smacks my shoulder as I continue to drive into her. “Come on, Hazel. I want to feel you tighten around me. Let me hear you scream.”
Her slickness sliding between us makes my eyes roll. Repeatedly, I thrust my hips until I feel the swiftness of an orgasm building.
“Ben!”
I can feel her head thrashing. She’s so close… just a little more.
Right.There.
A guttural noise bursts from Hazel’s chest as her orgasm drags mine with it. I hold her tight, lazily pumping in and out of her until we’re both wobbling.
“Dammit, you’re so hot.” She smiles against my cheek before kissing the spot.
