Page 30 of Shameless
Maybe crashing a wedding wasn’t going to be that hard after all.
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After Katieand Levi said their vows, the wedding guests moved into a banquet room for appetizers. There was no assigned seating, so Sarah and I grabbed a table and enjoyed shrimp and avocado ceviche, green chili and beef empanadas and the salsa bar with three different types of salsas and fresh tortilla chips. They had an open bar and who was I to turn away free booze? Sarah got the “Bride’s Choice,” which was a mojito made with Mezcal and I grabbed the “Groom’s Choice,” which was a Mexican Mule.
Once the DJ introduced the couple and they entered the reception, a buffet was opened and we piled our plates with fajitas, rice, beans, and returned to the table we had stolen. A few people said hello, and we waved and smiled and pretended as though we belonged. It was quite thrilling, but once the dancing started, everything changed.
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Sarah
Who knew crashinga wedding would be so much fun?
We ate, we drank and then, after the toasts, the dancing started. I went to the restroom and on the way back, I stood on the edge of the dance floor and motioned with a crook of my finger for Blake to join me.
Before he could stand, the groom approached Blake and stuck out his hand. I watched the men shake. I didn’t know if I needed to make a beeline for the door or what. But as I watched the guys chat, they laughed and my body relaxed, my hips swaying to the beat of the music.
The song ended, and so did Blake’s conversation with the groom. Taking one last sip of his drink, he set the glass on the table and made his way toward me. It was as though everything happened in slow motion as I continued to dance and Blake strode toward me. Without a word, he cupped my cheeks and his lips met mine. I didn’t hesitate to reciprocate, opening my mouth and tasting the whiskey on his tongue.
“Want to get out of here?” he asked.
“Are we being kicked out?”
“No, but I want you all to myself right now.”
“Okay.” I squealed as he grabbed my hand and tugged me off the dance floor.
Since we didn’t know a single person, we didn’t say goodbye after grabbing my bag, and hightailed it out of the banquet room and straight to the valet, where Blake asked him to get us a taxi. While we waited for the cab to arrive, Blake spun me until our chests were flush and he returned his mouth to mine.
I’d been dreaming about kissing him and now we couldn’t get enough. I wasn’t much for PDA, but I couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to.
“My room,” he said against my lips.
I nodded my reply as I draped my arms around his neck and kissed him some more.
When the car pulled up, we got in and fought to keep our hands off of each other the entire way. Once we arrived at our resort, Blake paid the driver, then grabbed my hand and led me to his room.
The little clothes we had on went flying as our mouths continued to explore. Blake walked me backward until my legs hit the end of the bed. I lay on my back and he followed, covering me with his hard body. He was all ripples and firm muscles, and my body was on fire with the need to be ravished.
“I don’t know if I can go slow,” he whispered in my ear as he caressed my breast.
My nipple hardened as the heel of his palm glided across it. “Then don’t.”
“I want to. I want to take my time discovering every inch of you.” He moved lower, flicking his wet tongue on my other nipple and making it pucker too.
“I’d like that,” I admitted, but I wasn’t sure how longIcould hold off because as he licked and sucked and kneaded my breasts, he rubbed his hard dick against my center, making me ache for him to slide inside.
Rolling slightly to the side, Blake slid his arm behind my neck. My hand found his as he kept his mouth on my breast and glided his free hand down my body, not stopping until he found the bundle of nerves aching with need. A moan escaped my lips as he worked circles against my nub.
“That’s it,” he coaxed. “I fucking love that sound.”
Bending my knee, he angled his hips so I could rest my foot on him and he spread me open. I felt his stiff cock sliding against my ass as he gently rocked his hips in sync with his finger circling my clit and his tongue dancing with mine. Reaching between us, I fisted his shaft and pumped just as slowly as he was working me.
“I really don’t think I can wait another second to be inside of you.”
“Then don’t,” I panted.
He reached for the drawer of the nightstand and pulled a condom out. As he rolled the latex on, I gazed down at his impressive thickness, and my mouth watered with the need to take him into my mouth and taste him. I hoped I’d get my chance, but my body was aching and wanting a release, so I didn’t want to move—couldn’t move—because I needed him inside of me even more.
