“Why don’t you worry about what you’re going to do on my wedding night,” she shoots back, gesturing to Kiara dancing with one of the other guests.
I love that she never misses a beat. She’s our sister now. And I won’t let anything hurt her ever again.
Sometime in the middle of the song, Clarissa grabs my hand and drags me off the dance floor. Grabbing a bottle of champagne from the table, I follow her around the corner into a quiet part of the estate.
“I’m exhausted,” she pants, taking a swig of the champagne straight from the bottle and rests her back against the wall. I take the bottle from her and pour it into my mouth, the cool fizz cooling my sweating body.
“Having a good time?” I ask, nuzzling my face into her neck, breathing in her sweet and salty skin. We’ve barely had a moment alone since My-Linh invited her to the wedding. The women have included her in everything and I’ve been busy with my brothers. “I missed you.”
“Today?”
“No. Always. I think I’ve always been missing you in my life. I just didn’t know it.”
Her eyes sparkle, catching the moonlight as she looks at me. Then she grins. “So, you tried to find me in the beds of every woman who crossed your path?”
I snort. “Guilty.”
My arm comes up to bracket her body again the wall over her head as I lean in to kiss her. It’s felt like an eternity since we were this close.
For a moment it feels like I’ve forgotten how to fit my body with hers, but when she moans softly against my lips, everything makes sense again.
Her lips drift to my ear. “I miss you inside me.”
My breath catches in my throat, and I clear it with a cough. “Well, darling, I’m happy to fix that for you.”
I start to move, but she grabs the front of my shirt, balling it in her hand as she yanks me harder against her. “I can’t wait. Here.”
Need flares in the pit of my stomach at her urgency. “Anything for you, little hellion.”
Tugging at the straps of her dress to untie them, she pulls down the front of her bodice to reveal her bare breasts. Her fingers find her nipples, stroking them as she locks her eyes with mine.
I brush her hands away, the buildup of not touching her for over a week instantly ignites my arousal. My lips find her breast in the dark, devouring it, as my fingers play with her other nipple. They harden like stone under my touch immediately.
“Matthias…” she moans, and her voice tornadoes around me, making me heady.
Fumbling with my pants, we laugh when she doesn’t succeed in getting my cock out.
“Hellion, don’t tell me you’re out of practice,” I tease her as I slide my zipper down, giving my aching cock a few strokes.
Her eyes darken and she turns around, bending over, bracing her face against the wall, pulling her dress up to bare her pussy. “Are you going to fuck me or not? Or am I going to have to find someone else to make me come, Matthias?”
Her words send a streak of jealousy in me and I grab her hips, positioning my cock at her entrance. The scent of her arousal mixes with the earthy cool night air. she’s been ready for me to fuck her for some time now.
“I’d like to see you try, darling. I’d like to see you try to get far enough from me to let another man anywhere near this pussy.” I slam forward, the force of my cock driving into her, knocking the air out of both of us. “This pussy is mine.”
She clenches her tight pussy around me and I groan, grinding my hips forward, needing my cock surrounded by her.
“Matthias…” she moans, pressing back against me, meeting my thrusts.
“Yes, darling…”
She doesn’t have anything to say. Just a string of moans and intelligible words as I fuck her.
“I love the way you take my cock. God, nothing feels as good as your sweet pussy wrapped around me.”
We lose ourselves in the sensations as I slam into her, not a sliver of grace in the way I’m using her pussy for my own pleasure. “Reach under you, darling, feel my cock fucking you,” I gasp.
She obeys, her fingers grazing against me every time I pull out and slam back in. The extra stimulation throws me over the edge and my orgasm rips through me. I shudder and empty into her.
When I’m done, I pull out, dropping to my knees and spreading her legs as I reach around and grind her clit hard with my thumb. Clamping my teeth in the flesh of her ass, I bite down hard, as I ram two into her cum soaked little cunt. She screams as she comes, pussy rippling around my fingers, dripping her wetness down my arm.
Still shaking, she collapses onto me as I run my fingertip along her tremoring pussy.
“I missed this,” I tell her. “I missed you. It hurt me to be away from you. You’re a part of me,
Rissie.”
The look she gives me sends shivers down my spine. A shared look of understanding. “I’m yours,
Matthias. I’m yours.”
I cup her face and kiss her tenderly and lovingly, and answer in my own way that I’m hers, too. “Come on, let’s get back to the party before someone comes looking for us.” As I help her to her feet, there’s a giggling from the bushes to our right, and two disheveled figures emerge.
“Oh, hi guys,” Kylian grins. “We were, you know, just out for a walk.”
I grin at Clarissa. “Yeah, us too.”
“Well, of course, that explains why you’re out of breath,” Kylian teases.
Kiara groans and pulls him away, “Can’t you ever just say the right thing in any situation?”
Kylian nuzzles her neck. “I said the right thing to get you to come out here, didn’t I?”
Kiara huffs but her face is smiling. “Clarissa, if you’re ever looking for a different Baxter brother, I’m happy to step aside!”
Helping Clarissa fix her dress, I drop a kiss on her neck. “Remember what I said. I’d like to see you try to get away from me.”
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