Page 77 of Our Best Friends Wedding
“Thank you,” I whisper, then slowly pull myself off.
He pulls the condom off and wraps it in tissue, putting it in his pocket.
“I couldn’t make us both wait,” he says as he slowly kisses me.
We drive the rest of the way home, making out the entire way. I’ve not had a make-out session like this since I was a teen.
We make it home and when the driver goes to open our door; I see he has AirPods in. I’m not sure if he always does or because he knew what was going to happen in the backseat.
I lower my head, not wanting to make eye contact with him.
We go into the house and no sooner have we shut the door I feel Adrien’s hands on me unzipping the back of my dress. I let it fall to the floor as I walk.
Adrien pulls me against his whole body, and unclasps my bra, letting that fall to the floor too.
He takes my already hardened nipple in his mouth and sucks on it. He pulls me into the kitchen with him and bends me over the breakfast bar.
My breasts press against the cold worktop.
He opens one of the drawers and pulls out a condom and quickly enters me from behind.
I grip onto the edge of the table while he pushes into me, again and again. God, I cannot get enough of this man.
He spanks my ass as he rocks himself in and out. Again and again.
“That feels so good,” I say between thrusts.
He grabs hold of my hair into a ponytail and pulls my head back. I smile at him, and he kisses me as we both come. Hard.
He pulls out of me and groans, pulling the condom off and throwing it in the bin.
I siton a lounger in the garden on my laptop when Adrien walks out with a glass of wine. It’s early evening, and it’s still warm out. As much as I love the inside of the house, I love the garden most of all. It’s my favourite place. The lights scattered about give it a really pleasant glow. I love the way the lights bounce off the pool.
He looks over my shoulder to see what I’m working on. One of the design team just sent me some things to proof. I know what he’s going to say before the words leave his mouth.
“I thought we had a rule.”
We do. A rule I was pretty adamant about.
“We do, but the design team has been dragging their heels all week. I told them I needed to see something before the end of the week. I was hoping to have it all sorted before the weekend, but.” I pause. “I didn’t think my boss would mind.” I say, looking at him over the glass of wine.
“Ok. I guess not. I suppose the odd weekend is okay. I like this being our time, though.”
I do too.
“Don’t act like this is something new. I bet you worked late a lot before I moved. If not every night.”
He looks at me sheepishly.
When he wasn’t screwing half of the town, I guess. I don’t know where that thought came from, but I don’t like it.
“Ok, you got me there.”
I finish replying to a few emails, then close my laptop. Adrien comes out of the kitchen carrying two plates. I get really excited though when I see him bringing out mac-n-cheese. I didn’t realize how hungry I was until my stomach growls.
Adrien kisses my cheek, and I officially love everything about this man. We eat our meal and sit outside with our wine. I read my book and Adrien has some business magazine in his hand. He occasionally reads the page I’m on and gets engrossed in it as well.
My phone pings on the couch next to me, and we see it’s Catherine.
