Collared by S.B. Hazel

Author:S.B. Hazel [Hazel, S.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-08-09T16:00:00+00:00

Seffy forced me to stay for the reception, and after a little protest, the open bar won me over. They had themed cocktails and bottles of wine on every table, so I guzzled away, numbing the bad vibes and the heavy weight of tension making me itch. Making me want to do something stupid. I was getting drunker by the minute and felt the daring coursing through me… I knew what was coming with every sip of booze. Where was he?

I found him at the top table, having just given a glorious speech about the wonders of marriage and the lovely couple. He was leaning over his brother, talking to Harper with such a warm smile on his face. Genuine joy. He’d had the whole crowd laughing and crying, and my damned pussy had wept as I watched his fingers stroke up and down the stem of his champagne glass. Man was sexy, even when he wasn’t acting the pup. I wondered what it would be like to have regular old p in v sex with him as he leaned back in his chair and stretched, making the shirt work hard. Would our chemistry be just as electric?

As the night turned looser and the dance floor opened, I grew bold. Seffy grabbed my arm when I stood. “What are you doing?” she hissed, knowing me too well.

“Gonna fuck the best man in the bathroom,” I told her with a wink and wandered off to find him. He was probably here with a date, which would be awkward as shit, but what were we if not embarrassingly uncomfortable anywhere but in that dungeon room at the club?

I found him at the bar, a beer in hand, his gaze landing on me with a resoluteness that made me know he’d expected this too. It wasn’t a grim look; it was acceptance and excitement. We didn’t even speak as he curled his hand around my wrist and pulled me out of the hall.

He pushed me into a damned closet, and his mouth found mine in an instant. It was fiery passion and longing colliding all at once. This kiss had no pretext, no falsity, and no drug-induced haze. Just a healthy amount of booze to warm our blood.

I jumped and wrapped my legs around him as he pushed me against a wall, devouring my mouth. The light was off, but that almost made it better. We could ignore the wrongness of it all.

“Shit,” he whispered, tugging my dress down to free a tit. The witchy dress made it difficult, with its corsety top, but he succeeded, squeezing the boob out and licking my nipple, sucking it deep.

“Good boy,” I moaned without thinking, and he froze. There were a few beats of silence, where we could hear the muffled sounds of the party down the hall. The smash of a glass and the cheers from the crowd.

Then he was a madman. Ravishing me, sucking and biting at my neck and tits, clawing at my dress to get me free of it.

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