Taken by the Best Man E-Book

Avery Rowan

• Herausgeber: Sandy Shores Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

The bride-to-be is dressed and ready to walk down the aisle, but then a knock comes at her door.

Wearing her gown of white and left all alone, the best man knocks on her door, ready to give her one last gift. Soon, Andrea is pressed against the wall, grasping at one more explicit memory to carry with her into her marriage. She hasn’t even said her vows yet, and already, she’s breaking them, but god, he feels so good.

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Taken by the Best Man

A Cheating Wife Story

Avery Rowan

Sandy Shores Publishing

Copyright

Taken by the Best Man

By Avery Rowan

First Edition

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are strictly products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

1.

Taken by the Best Man

“Oh god, Andrea, you look so beautiful,” Jessica said as she stared at Andrea spinning in front of a floor-length mirror. The tall blonde stood behind the bride, her hands going to her friend’s side as she leaned past Andrea’s dark hair and stared at their reflection. “You have to be the most gorgeous bride I’ve ever seen. Josh is so lucky.” Andrea felt her friend squeeze her arms. “He’s going to be even luckier tonight,” Jessica said.

Andrea grinned at their reflections. She had to admit, she did look hot in her wedding dress, her luscious breasts overflowing the top of her bodice, her long legs enticing any who looked at them, drawing their eyes upward to the treasure that hid beneath her gown, the fabric hugging her hips the way Josh’s hands would be later that night. “He’ll realize tonight for sure,” she said. She could already picture the wedding night, her white gown bunched up around her waist, panties at her ankles as Josh drilled his cock into her hungry pussy over and over. They wouldn’t even wait to get undressed, so horny for each other they would be. She could picture it, see their bodies sprawled on the bed, twisted in passion, clothes twisted in all directions. “I’ll make sure he realizes it.”

Jessica kissed the side of Andrea’s face and then stepped back. “I’ll meet you outside. This is going to be so great.” She winked at Andrea and then left.

However, as Jessica opened the door, Andrea heard another voice, a male voice, say hello to her friend. “Brandon, what are you doing here?” Jessica asked, her voice a harsh whisper. “It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”

“That’s meant for the groom,” Brandon said, laughter in his voice. “Besides, didn’t you just see her?”

“Well, yeah, but…” Jessica huffed. “You still shouldn’t be here.”

Brandon chuckled. “It’s fine, Jess. I got something for Andrea I want to give her before the wedding. I’ll be quick.”

“You better be,” Jessica snapped. “There’s only an hour before she needs to be downstairs, and she can’t be late.”

“She won’t be late even if I have to hoist her over my shoulder and race her down the stairs,” Brandon said. “Promise.”

Andrea heard Jessica slap Brandon’s arm. “You will not throw that girl over your shoulder like some brute from centuries ago,” Jessica said. “You just give her what you came to give her and get out.”

Andrea bit her bottom lip, both at the image of being thrown over Brandon’s thick shoulders like a conquest he was carrying off to his lair, as well as the thought of getting whatever he was there to give her. Well, she remembered the days when she wanted him to give her his hardness, impaling his thick rod into her eager cunt. She still had those fantasies, even after accepting Josh’s proposal. She sighed, scolding herself for such impure thoughts. Those days were long gone and lost. She was about to be Mrs. Joshua M. Embers. Her body belonged to him now.

The door to her dressing chamber shut with a definite click, leaving her inside with her lusty thoughts and Brandon’s broad chest. She turned around, her hands clasped in front of her as she raked her gaze over her husband’s best man. Brandon and Josh had been friends since high school, and it was actually because of Brandon that she had even met Josh. She and Brandon had dated off and on for a couple of years, lasting no longer than three months at any given time. They were more friends-with-benefits than a steady relationship. He was easy to talk to as well as fun to hang out with, and his cock left her sore for days. She sighed as she zeroed in on his crotch—a cock she could no longer have after she said, “I do.”

“Wow,” Brandon said, his gaze running up and down Andrea’s body, making her blush under his stare. “You look absolutely gorgeous. Josh is definitely marrying way over his head.”

“Thank you,” Andrea said. “Cutting a visit kind of close, aren’t you?” Although, she couldn’t deny that she was enjoying looking at him. One last bit of window shopping before she made a purchase elsewhere.

Brandon gave her a smirky grin as he approached her, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Better late than never.” He reached a hand out and touched her arm as he leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek. “Are you ready for this?” He cocked his head a little as he stared at her. “This is a big step. No more late-night booty calls. One cock for the rest of your life. Doesn’t that scare you?”

“Well, it didn’t until just now,” Andrea said with a giggle. “Now, didn’t I hear you say you came in here to give me something?”