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I threw my head back and downed my champagne in one go—only to topple back and crash into one of the topiaries that Julian’s little sister had set up.
I vaguely heard the guests erupt into laughter before Julian’s sympathetic face swam into my view.
“How did I do, man?”
“Pathetic,” he muttered, helping me up. “C’mon, man. Let’s get you away from all this.”
It was the best suggestion I had heard all day.
I had not seen a disaster of this magnitude happening, not even in my wildest dreams. I had meant to fly back home, attend my little sister’s wedding with very little consequence, maybe catch up a little with old friends, before flying back to London to resume my life in there as if these few days were nothing more than a blip in my orderly routine.
Instead, I made a fool out of myself in front of my gorgeous ex and her boyfriend, and then, proceeded to fuck up my speech, thereby inspiring Elle’s murderous rage.
To be fair, I hardly every have dreams nowadays,I thought to myself.I suppose, when you’re too tired or too busy, your brain just didn’t have time for that kind of shit anymore.
And if I did dream…what the hell would I be dreaming of?
Well, that night, I was about to find out—with the help of a good amount of alcohol—just what kind of things my brain could dream up when it wasn’t so occupied…
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That night I had adream.
I was standing on the beach, dressed in a white linen shirt and matching trousers. The sea breeze was blowing my hair in every which way as I squinted at the wedding guests seated before me in neat little rows.
Nonetheless, it seemed like too good of a dream to waste so I looked out beyond the guests to the wedding pavilion covered in graceful white lilies glowing amidst the faint sparkle of fairy lights. Beneath the pavilion, I saw the bride.
Mybride. I felt a surge of possessiveness at the sight of her.Mine.
She was dressed in a simple, white dress made of a lacy material that fit perfectly to her curves before it flowed to the pristine sands. As the wind whipped the edges of her wedding dress, I could see that she was standing barefoot and I could see her cute little toes peeping out. I squinted harder but I could not make out her features beneath the lacy white veil she wore under a crown of white flowers.
I couldn’t see her but I couldfeelthe effect she had on me. The jolt of pure lust that shot through me was straining my trousers as my erection demanded that Itakeher.
Before I knew it, I was reaching out for her.
Without a thought for the officiator of the wedding or the guests, I ran down the aisle to my bride. Breathlessly, I lifted the veil and I saw a pair of sea green eyes staring back at me as soft, rosy lips curved into a smile that was pure seduction.
It wasAmanda!
My hands cupped her face as I slanted my lips over hers passionately. She opened up for me with a moan and I took the kiss deeper, plunging my tongue into the warm cavern of her mouth. She threw her bouquet to the side and clutched at me, her hands pulling my face to hers as our tongues tangled in a hot struggle for dominance.
Pure lust surged through my veins as my mouth slanted over hers again, my member straining against my trousers as I crushed her to my rigid length.
When I looked up, I realized that the guests were gone and we were all alone.
“Oliver…” Her voice was breathless, needy, shooting straight to my basest, primal instincts.
With a growl, I dragged her down onto the pavilion, my hands and mouth all over her luscious curves in an instant. She moaned loudly as I disposed quickly of her wedding dress only to discover that aside from that lacy concoction, she was wearing nothing but her garter underneath.
My arousal shot through me fast and strong as I looked at her mostly naked form glowing under the fairy lights. My mouth slid over her curves and she arched into me, moaning my name. I nipped at the lacy edge of her garter and slid it off of her lovely leg until there was not a slip of clothing on her, the scent of her filling my nose with a heady sensation.
Delicious,I thought, as my nose trailed that tantalizing scent.Utterly delicious.
My mouth found the apex of her thighs and she mewled, squirming a little as I held her down. I ran my finger along her wet slit and she arched into me with a soft cry.
“Oliver…” she moaned.
I leaned in close and tasted her, my tongue lapping eagerly at her center. She cried and thrust her hips into my waiting mouth, her thighs wrapping around my head as I kissed the center of her pleasure. When I swirled my tongue around her pearl and sucked at it gently, her body crested with a sensual cry that shot straight to my own rigid arousal.
