material and it sent thrills rushing through her. She was unbelievably turned on and wanted him, now .
She kicked off her shoes and Peter gently pushed her down onto the bed and hovered over her, his face inches from hers, his lips lingering close to hers so that she could feel his breaths on her cheek.
“Let’s do it,” she pleaded breathlessly. “I want you.”
Peter didn’t hesitate to oblige and he teased her by slipping his fingers into her panties rather than ripping them off, and slowly massaging her clit in steady, measured circles that made the pleasure build and build until Lucy was on the very brink of an orgasm, at which point Peter slipped a finger inside her and made her gasp with how good it felt. He teased her a while longer and it drove her to the edge, but she wanted more.
“I want you inside of me.”
The sexy stranger threw off the last of his clothing and Lucy felt her body tingle with delicious anticipation again when she saw his hard, erect member just before it thrust into her and sent her body into the most incredible waves of pleasure as she orgasmed on his first thrust and each new movement from his hips sent her spiraling into new realms of bliss. She began to cry out so loudly that she was sure she heard the orchestra begin to play more loudly, but she couldn’t contain her breaths as Peter made her body feel on fire. Lucy enjoyed every single second of Peter’s perfect body next to hers and the sensation of him inside her driving her wild. Then, all at once, Peter finished with a satisfied moan and he knelt over her with a wicked grin.
“Maybe weddings aren’t so bad after all.”
*****
Lucy felt incredibly naughty as she took her place at the table in the reception room for the dinner that afternoon, her panties still damp from her arousal and her hair still slightly tousled from her encounter with Peter. The handsome cynic himself was seated across the room from her, but their eyes kept meeting across the room and neither could stop wicked, knowing smiles from creeping onto their flushed faces. Lucy was sure that it must have shown more on her than on him, as Peter was sitting casually back with his arm thrown over the back of his chair and his stance incredibly nonchalant, as though he hadn’t just made love to one of the guests upstairs and returned to take his place.
The flustered woman forced herself to return her gaze to the high table, where her mother was sitting with Walter, about to make her speech. Ellen was beaming from ear to ear as she tapped her spoon against her glass and silenced everyone with the sound of ringing crystal. She held onto Walter’s hand like a schoolgirl with a crush as she smiled widely at all her guests and began her speech.
“Firstly, we’d like to thank you all so much for being with us here today. We know that there are some cynics amongst you who don’t believe in second chances, but Walt and I know that we will prove you wrong. It’s been short, but sweet and when you know, you know. As I’ve always told my daughter, Lucy - where is Lucy? Oh, there she is! - Yes, as I’ve always told Lucy, love is an unpredictable thing that doesn’t follow the rules, but when it hits you, it’s always all or nothing. Today, I give to Walter my all.” The blushing bride turned to Walter with sparkling eyes and lifted her glass. “To the man I love.”
It was a sweet speech, although Lucy had heard similar before. She threw a glance over to Peter to see if the cynic was rolling his eyes and she grew concerned to see that he had grown very pale and that his eyes were wide. She frowned in confusion, but everything soon became very clear when Walter stood to give his own speech.
“Very well said, my darling. Very well said.” The older gentleman stood up on slightly unsteady legs and also gave the crowd a smile. “Really, I want to echo Ellen’s sentiments very closely. When you’ve been as unlucky in love as Ellen and I have been,