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After Vows:
The officiant’s cream suit popped in the fading sunset, her grin huge. “You’re now husband and wife!” she shouted, voice booming over the vineyard. “Kiss her, Jim!” The rose arch framed them, fairy lights blinking, sapphire ribbons swaying. Jim’s navy suit was all wrinkled, his tie crooked, sweat dripping down his neck. Jessica was a total babe, her ivory dress hugging her curves and boobs spilling out.
Jim dove in, and Jessica kissed him back, lips wet and hungry, her tongue teasing his, making his knees shake. Her flowery perfume hit him hard, her chest pressed against him, so strongly he could barely think. The crowd went nuts, screaming and clapping, Jessica’s work friends hooting, her girls snapping pics.
The quartet kicked into a peppy song, and the officiant waved them to a quiet spot by the arch. Jessica strutted over, her dress swishing, ass swaying like she knew every eye was on it. Jim trailed, palms sweaty, voice shaky but so damn lovey, totally gone for her on their wedding day. “Jess, my vows… You liked ‘em?” he asked, eyes big, begging for her to say yes, a goofy grin on his face.
Jessica spun, her smirk wicked, eyes pinning him like a laser. “Perfect, babe,” she purred, voice all silky, stepping so close her hips brushed his. She tugged his tie, fixing it with a flirty smirk, Jim’s vow about that café kiss—him basically worshipping her fuck-up—proving he’s the guy she needed. “You killed it, babe.”
Jim’s grin got huge, her words lighting him up, his dick twitching just from her voice. “I poured my heart out to make you happy,” he said, voice all soft, staring at her like she was a goddess. Her face, those curves, that killer smirk—damn, he was hard. “You were so sexy up there,” he mumbled, laughing nervously.
Jessica giggled, all bubbly, her eyes popping. “Never thought you’d talk about our first kiss,” she said, tossing it out all chill since he blabbed it to everyone. Her brain zipped back— I was sucking some random dude’s cock, like, thirty minutes before Jim’s lips and tongue hit mine.
She’d spilled to a friend once as a secret, “I could still feel the guy’s balls taste when I kissed him,” but which friend? Her eyes flicked to her bridesmaids—Was it one of them? If that girl heard Jim call it his best kiss, she’d lose it, so damn hilarious. Her heart pounded, pussy wet, half scared, half horny as hell from the secret.
Jim cocked his head, a curious grin. “Why?” he asked, all playful, nudging her to spill, like he always tried. He’d never brought it up and never pushed.
Jessica’s smirk tightened. “No reason,” she said, all smooth, no way she’d admit—Yeah, I was choking on dick right before your "best kiss ever".
Her hand slid down his arm, nails grazing, owning him. He knows just enough and still begs for me, she thought, her pussy wet, loving how he groveled, her power making her hot as hell. “C’mon, let’s walk—time for them to throw rice on our heads.” They hit the aisle, Jessica’s dress flowing, her strut all boss, Jim following like her puppy. Rice rained down, then guests shuffled into a line, ready to hug it out.
The greeting line kicked off and kept coming, hugs and “Congrats!” piling on. Then, last in line, Brian rolled up—six-foot-two, muscles bulging in a tight black shirt, dark hair messy, grin all cocky. Nobody was sure if he crashed early or just hit the congrats line, but damn, he was fine.
“Hey, Jim, congrats, man!” Brian said, clapping Jim’s shoulder, his voice deep, chill. Jessica’s eyes snapped to him—Who’s this tall hottie?—her pussy buzzing, not knowing him but wanting to. Brian’s cologne hit her, all spicy and rough. Before she could speak, Jim piped up, all eager, “Jess, this is Brian, our new neighbor in 10B! Dude saved our window the other day, total lifesaver.”
Jessica’s lips curled, her green eyes locking on Brian’s, not blinking,
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