Willow

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We turned around, held hands and began our descent up the aisle. Tears we again brought to my eyes hearing the cheers and seeing all the smiling faces in the crowd. You could just feel the good vibes and energy in this room. It was an indescribable feeling. 

And to be fair, there wasn't a dry eye in the building. 

We were escorted into the limousine, and were ready to sit there and wait for everyone to get to their cars so they could follow us to the reception. 

I know it wasn't the traditional way of doing things, but when is something I do ever the typical? 

"You so damn beautiful, ma." Dave said, wrapping his arms around me, pulling me onto his lap. 

"Please don't start anything right now Dave. I can't even begin to tell you how horny I am right now. I'm madly in love and you look so freaking good, baby." I sighed, almost getting woozy from the rush. 

"Let me just feel it for a little bit." He smirked, biting his damn juicy ass lips.

Before I knew it, his hands was sliding up under my dress. Clenching my thighs, I tried trapping him to stop the movement. 

"Stop that shit." He grunted. 

Welp, there goes any will that I had left. 

I let him take control, spreading my thighs open just enough so hands had room to roam. 

Melting and throwing my head back, I placed my hand around the back of his neck. This was something I did to invite him to feed. 

I needed to feel every part of him. 

"Fuck." I moaned as soon as I felt his teeth sink into my neck. 

He continued masterfully pleasing me while he drank, a feeling like no other. 

Once I felt him licking around to seal the punctures, I took his hand from under my dress, bringing it up to my lips, licking his fingers clean. 

His eyes were illuminated with lust, his breath heavy. 

Hiking up my dress more, I gave myself room I straddle him. Reaching down to unzip him, I tugged his suit pants and briefs down enough for him to spring out and slap against me. The impact mixed with how wet I was created a slap sound that enchoed down the row of seats. 

A deep, guttural moan vibrated in his throat as I sunk down onto him. "Shit."

I bit my lip, looking into his eyes. It was now my turn to take over. 

Guiding myself up and down on him, I took his hands once again and wrapped them around my waist. 

Winding my hips, I drew them in circles. 

Dave's hands wrapped all the way around me, and he began thrusting up to meet my throws. Moving in sync, he started hitting my spot over and over again. I couldn't take it much longer. I soon started grinding down harder on him, stimulating my orgasm.

It ruptured through me heavily, and I started dripping all over his lap. 

"Shit, baby. Look at you making a mess. Fuck!" He spoke before releasing into me.

We just laid there a while, until I felt the rumble of the engine and we began to move. We kissed slowly and passionately as we tidied up and fixed ourselves.

Reaching over to the mini bar set up a few seats away from us, I heard Dave laugh.

Now that I was practically drained, I knew even just a glass or two of this champagne could get me drunk off my ass.