Just Twenty Minutes-Chapter Two

DAY TWO

   I woke up the following morning, before Sophia’s cries, and before Hunter. 

   I rolled over to face him and could see the outline of his morning wood through the sheet that was on him. He had kicked the blankets off at one point as they were all on my side.

   I wanted that cock so bad. I wanted to feel him inside my wet pussy. I wasn’t sure how much I could take. My pussy was yearning for him. A deep ache inside of me, crying out to be fulfilled by his cock. 

   I inched my hand slowly toward it. I could wake him up by grabbing it and running my hand up and down his length. He’d love to be woken up that way.

   Just as my hand was about to grab it, Sophia’s cries rang out through the baby monitor.

   “Ugh.” I groaned. But it was okay, I was sure during the party at some point, we could sneak off and finally fulfill our needs.

   He stirred. “Good morning.” He said groggily.

   “Good morning to you.” I said and poked his hard cock.

   He opened his eyes and looked down. “Oops. Guess you’re just gonna have to help me with that.” He smiled his sexy smile.

   “Duty calls.” I said and nodded toward the monitor. 

   He rubbed his eyes. “Did she finally go to sleep last night?” 

   I nodded my head and got out of the bed. “Yeah, after another hour of fussing.”

   “I wonder what was wrong?” He asked.

   I shrugged. “Just one of those nights.” I headed for the door.

   “Fuck babe, you shouldn’t wear those shorts right now.” Hunter groaned.

   I winked at him and went to grab baby Sophia. I changed her and then fed her and by the time I was done, Hunter was out of the shower and joining us downstairs. I had made us coffee and he grabbed himself a cup. 

   “Be glad you’re cute, little one.” Hunter said and kissed Sophia’s nose. “You’re making it hard for daddy to be alone with mommy.” As if she knew what he was talking about, she smiled at him. We both laughed.

   Two hours later, my mom and sister, Kasie, had arrived and were helping us get everything set up for the engagement party. I was excited for the party of course, we had been planning it since the moment Nathan left, but I would have rather been doing something else. 

   “Have you chosen your maid of honor yet?” Kasie asked me and popped a blueberry in her mouth from the fruit tray I had just set up.

   “Those are for guests.” I scolded. “And of course, I have. Kasie, will you be my maid of honor?” 

   She squealed. “Seriously?” 

   “Of course. We’re close enough and we’re sisters. I couldn’t imagine having anyone else as my maid of honor.” 

   She smiled at me and before she could say something I added “and no male strippers at the bachelorette party.”

   Her face fell, and then she shut her mouth. I knew exactly what she had been thinking. I didn’t need male strippers. My perfect fantasy was the man I was about to marry. I glanced over at Hunter and smiled. He winked, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. All I needed to do was get him alone this afternoon.

   An hour later, people started arriving. There were about 26 people, which was about 10 more than had RSVP’d. I was glad my mom prepared for the entire guest list, she always did.

   I pulled my best friend, Claire, off to the side, “I just wanted to let you know that I’ve asked Kasie to be my Maid of Honor. I hope that doesn’t upset you.” I felt bad for not choosing Claire, we had been through everything together. She had been my best friend for the better part of 18 years.

   “Girl, it’s your wedding. I assumed you would choose her and I would have wondered why you chose me over her. But I’m a bridesmaid, right?” She took a sip from the champagne glass my mother had ordered that had our names on them.

   “Of course.” I said. “You’re my number one bridesmaid.”

   Hunter walked over to us. “Hey Claire.” He said before giving me a kiss.

   “Hi, Hunter. Congratulations. It took you long enough.” She joked.

   “I just wanted to keep her waiting. Make sure she wasn’t gonna run off on me.” I hit him for saying that. He pulled me in for another kiss as I giggled. Then he looked at Claire. “If you excuse us, I’ve got to talk to Karly for a minute.” He grabbed my hand.

   “Yeah, yeah. Just make sure you wrap it up. We want to enjoy baby Sophia as long as possible.” She said glancing at my mom who was gushing over her granddaughter. 

   I laughed again, as Hunter dragged me up the stairs and into our room. It was like we couldn’t get in there fast enough. 

   He closed the door behind him. “Now that we’ve said hello to everyone and your mom is watching the baby, I want to fuck you.” He voice was husky and his normally bright blue eyes, were darker, full of desire. 

   He grabbed my head and pulled my face toward his, his mouth claiming mine. His tongue finding its way into my mouth. I was lost in a sea of deep desire and passion. My pussy, already soaking wet. I could feel the dampness between my legs.

   His hand slid around the back of my cocktail dress and found the zipper. He began to unzip it, his hand sliding into the bottom part and grabbing my ass. 

   “I want you so bad.” He gasped and then moved his mouth down my neck, kissing and sucking as he made his way down. Chills were running through my body and I felt like I could cum just from his kiss. 

   Our sexual chemistry had never ceased to amaze me. The desire between us was like electricity buzzing through the air. Driving us both toward completion and total satisfaction and no matter how many times I had, had his cock shoved deeply in my pussy, I couldn’t get enough nor wait for the next time.

   He started to pull my dress down over my shoulders. “My God, Kar. Do you ever wear a bra and panties anymore?” He asked when my bare tits popped out, my nipples hard.

   I shook my head. “Not when I know I’m gonna get fucked.”

   “Mmm.” He moaned and slid his hand down my ass again, this time sliding it farther until his fingers were rubbing my swollen clit. 

   “Oh fuck.” I moaned softly. Just the feeling of his fingers gently rubbing me as I was pressed hard against him, was almost enough to send me spiraling out of control.

   “I want this pussy, right now.” He whispered in my ear. He pulled my dress all the way down and let it fall to the floor around my feet. 

   I stood before him, fully naked. My clit glistening and swollen, my nipples fully erect, my face hot and flushed with passion.

   He spun me around and bent me over the bed. I could practically feel his cock sliding into me and he hadn’t even pulled it out yet. I looked back at him as he was unzipping his pants. I bit my lip bracing to feel him stretch me.

   KNOCK. KNOCK. 

   We both had a look of “are you fucking kidding me?” 

   “Karly?” It was Kasie.

   “Yeah?” I asked, trying to slow my breathing so she wouldn’t hear my panting and know what was going on. 

   “Sophia is crying. I think she needs you.” 

   “Okay. I’ll be out in a sec.” I said. We both listened to hear her walk down the hall. With a house full of guests, we knew we couldn’t continue, not even for a quickie. People would figure it out and I didn’t really feel like dealing with the questions or judgements.

   I stood up and pulled my dress up from off the floor. Hunter zipped it up and the two of us walked down the stairs.

   “Where were you?” My mom asked.

   “I spilled wine on my dress.” I said.

  She gave me a look like she didn’t believe me, and I ignored it. I wasn’t about to admit that I almost finally had super-hot, passionate sex with my soon-to-be-husband. This was killing me. I was feeling more and more sexually frustrated. 

   I grabbed baby Sophia and took her into another room, where she stopped crying as soon as I started to feed her. I stared down at my beautiful daughter. So glad to have her in my arms, but wishing she’d give her daddy and I just twenty minutes.


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