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"Take the dress off,
leave the heels on..."

- Sergey
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Chapter 36 - Bouquets And Garters

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Sergey's palm resting against mine felt so good as he held my hand.

I enjoyed the way he pulled me towards the entrance where Aleksandr and Litizia would be appearing soon. When he reluctantly let go of my hand, I contemplated holding on to his fingers, but I did not want to take any of the attention away from the bride and groom.

Jade's eyes were already shining with excitement as she watched Sergey and myself walk across the reception area hand in hand. I wanted her to focus on Litizia and I did not need the purple-haired woman getting distracted by anything else.

When Aleksandr and Litizia entered the reception area a few minutes later, those who were seated stood up and joined the rest of us who were already standing. We all cheered and eagerly clapped for them.

I was so happy with how everything was turning out.

To be honest, the entire wedding was just perfect. From the food down to their first dance and the cutting of their wedding cake. The air was full of happiness and love and I found myself getting drunk off the atmosphere alone.

The toasts went as expected.

Of course, with Jade being Jade, she held nothing back. I could see Litizia visibly choke when Jade stated that she was hoping to get some godchildren soon. Good lord, I thought to myself, knowing that my own cheeks were becoming just as flushed as Litizia's.

The toasting ended with a Russian tradition that involved the guests shouting out "Gorko" which meant bitter in Russian. In response, the bride and groom were expected to kiss as a means to counteract the bitter taste of the vodka that was toasted with.

As we all watched Litizia and Aleksandr, we counted the seconds the kiss lasted for.

According to tradition, the length of the kiss would show the strength of love that the bride and groom had for each other. My eyes widened as Aleksandr kissed Litizia for well over sixty seconds.

Damn, he was clearly making a statement with that kiss!

In that moment, I stole a glance at Sergey, who subtly winked at me, causing my already flushed face to tingle even more. Thankfully, my attention was pulled back to the present by the loud cheers coming from everyone as Aleksandr and Litizia ended their kiss.

There seemed to be a permanent smile on my face as I continued to enjoy myself at the wedding.

On more than more occasion, I found myself being approached by various eligible bachelors wanting to dance. To not make things seem too suspicious, I obliged a few and each and every time I did so, the look Sergey gave me sent chills down my spine.

In that smokey gaze of his, he was discreetly telling me to enjoy myself while also reminding me that I was his.

His possessiveness was such a turn on.

Thanks to Litizia and Jade's seating arrangements, I found myself sitting next to Sergey. It was almost funny, watching him having to keep a straight face during dinner, especially when I would purposefully rub my leg against his.

"Woman, you are fucking killing me," Sergey softly groaned.

When it was time for the bouquet and garter toss, I cringed, having a good idea of what Litizia and Jade had planned and I was not looking forward to having all eyes on me.

Though, if I was being honest with myself, I secretly hoped that I did catch the bouquet and a part of me was curious to see if they would have managed to get Aleksandr to participate when it was his turn.

I watched as Litizia stood in front of all the single ladies.

There were a few giggles surrounding me while I huddled among them. The bride flashed us a big smile before asking us if we were ready and as she prepared to throw her bouquet, she did not even bother to turn around.

Oh no, Litizia wanted to see exactly where she would be throwing those beautiful flowers and her eyes were intently focused on me. As she threw the bouquet straight at me, all the other women stepped aside, leaving no doubt as to who would be the one to catch it.

Upon catching the gorgeous bouquet, I narrowed my eyes while looking back and forth between Litizia and Jade, silently telling them that I knew that they had set me up.

From the small smile on my face, they obviously knew that I did not mind for I was a romantic at heart. To me, the symbolism behind the tossing of bouquets and garters was most interesting.

It was believed that the person who caught the bouquet would be the next one to get married. A small part of me silently hoped that that would be something in my future, preferably with Sergey as my groom.

With a sigh, I turned and saw Sergey watching me with a hungry look in his eyes and I had to do my best to not blush as I immediately looked away. I hoped that my face had not given away the thoughts I had in my mind, especially since I figured that marriage was not something Sergey was thinking about.

After the other women congratulated me, I walked back to the table and I observed the way in which Sergey frowned when the men were called to get ready for the garter toss.

"If Sasha thinks he's going to catch me off-guard, he's got another thing coming," Sergey whispered as he stood.

Giggling, I replied softly, "Don't make it too hard on him."

I was really eager to see if Aleksandr had planned on doing something similar. As I watched Sergey stand among the other men, I could not help but laugh some more at the disgruntled expression on his face.

Litizia was placed to sit on a chair and I watched as Aleksandr sent her a wink while he slowly trailed his hand up her leg.

Due to the style of her dress, he would not be able to put his head under her skirt. In hindsight, I figured that it was probably for the best as knowing how the both of them yearned for each other, I had no doubt that Aleksandr would not have been able to hold himself back from stealing a lick or two.

The bride blushed as she watched her husband slowly remove the garter from her leg.

When Aleksandr stood, he turned to the crowd of men, who had all swarmed Sergey, gently pushing him off balance. Like the women, they parted slightly the moment the groom threw the lacey material which had been aimed straight at Sergey.

Everything happened so fast and I softly gasped as Sergey who had just managed to find his footing, had no choice but to catch the garter on reflex before it hit him in the face. It would seem that Aleksandr had managed to catch him off-guard after all.

Traditionally, the man who caught the garter was supposed to place it on the woman who caught the bouquet.

The look that Sergey shot over to Aleksandr was priceless and even though I knew that he did not mind putting the garter on me, he had to appear like he detested the idea. From the glare that Aleksandr shot back at him, Sergey would not have been able to back out even if he really wanted to.

I could see Litizia giggling while Jade hooted and hollered, cheering loudly while I sat and waited for Sergey to slide the garter up my leg.

My breath hitched as his hand moved under my dress and I felt him gently touch my skin. The feel of his long, strong fingers sliding up my calf caused me to bite the inside of my cheek. From the way his eyes darkened, I could tell that he was about to do something naughty.

In the next moment, I felt the tip of his middle finger trail against the crotch of my underwear and I softly whimpered, my eyes silently imploring him to not torture me. He flashed me a quick smile, before trailing his fingers back down.

Letting out a deep breath, I silently prayed that our flushed appearances would have been mistaken for anger or embarrassment instead of the arousal that we were both feeling.

Upon resuming our seats, Sergey discreetly whispered, "Fuck this shit, I'm not waiting! Meet me back at the villa, on the upper level in five minutes."

"What? We can't leave yet."

Arching a brow, he had a slight smirk as he replied, "No? I felt how wet you are, baby. Are you really telling me that you can wait another hour or so before we sneak off?"

Rubbing my thighs together, I nodded, "I'd try..."

"Well, while you do that, let me tell you what I want to do..."

My breathing wavered at the sight of Sergey's arm moving under the table before I felt his hand under my dress and I had to do my best to keep a straight face.

Taking his time, he leisurely trailed his fingers up my inner thigh until he had two digits pressed against the crotch of my panties. He then gently pushed the soft fabric into my slit, soaking the material even more while creating a delicious friction between my thighs as I struggled to keep from moaning out.

Sergey lowered his voice to the point where I had to strain to hear him.

"I'm going to put my cock into that greedy pussy of yours, give you a few deep hard strokes then take it out before moving my mouth down to taste you. You want that?"

"Fuck..." I exhaled deeply.

Sergey was right, there was no way I could wait another minute to be with him much less another hour or two. I hated the smug look that he had on his face but I would be lying if his arrogance was not a turn on.

He gave my thigh one last squeeze before saying, "That's what I thought. Five minutes, Nat, don't keep me waiting..."

I watched as he finished his drink before getting up a few seconds later.

By now, the reception was in full swing and I did not think that our presence would be missed. Jade was busy sitting on Dominic's lap and the bride and groom were back on the dancefloor staring into each other's eyes.

However, just as I was getting up to leave, I saw Aleksandr looking at me knowingly and he sent me a wink before turning his attention back to Litizia.

"Damn..." I mumbled, feeling my cheeks tingle even more.

My feet carried me quickly into the villa and I was so glad that it was mostly deserted since almost everyone was in the reception area. There were a few guards littered about but I did my best not to look suspicious as I made my way towards the upper levels.

The halls were empty and as I fumbled with my clutch to get my mobile phone to see where Sergey was, I felt a pair of strong arms pulling me into the nearest room. Instinctively, I struggled but when I smelled Sergey's signature cologne, I immediately relaxed in his arms.

When he released me, I turned around and watched as he locked the door.

Quickly glancing around, I saw that we were in one of the bedrooms. The dim lights from the side table lamps gave off a dreamy feel and I admired the way in which the room was elegantly furnished with a large bed and a seating area near the balcony doors.

Smiling at me, Sergey took my clutch and placed it on the nearby sideboard and I had to shake myself to refocus my attention on him.

"Aleksandr saw me leaving," I said.

"Yeah, so?" Sergey replied while moving to step behind me.

My breathing slowed as I felt his fingers gently trace the exposed flesh of my shoulder. With gentle hands, he slowly began destroying the hairstyle that had taken the stylist almost an hour to do. But I did not care as I felt him hastily removing the pins from my hair; I could always come up with some excuse when I returned to the reception later.

"I think he knows that I was sneaking off to be with you."

Sergey walked back in front of me but did not say anything as he just kept looking at me. His eyes trailed the entire length of my body before settling on my face.

From the way he arched a brow, I could tell that he probably thought that I was overthinking things. Sergey often pointed out that I could be exceedingly suspicious about my surroundings, and he was right, but I knew that this was not one of those occasions.

In an effort to convince him, I continued, "I'm not being paranoid, Aleksandr winked at me–"

"Do you really want to talk about another man right before I'm about to fuck you?"

The raw possessiveness of his words had me gasping, and from his tone, I would have thought that he was slightly jealous. Nonetheless, it took me a moment before I could find my voice.

"Well, it's not just any man though, it's Aleksandr. I mean, aren't we going to have a foursome or something at some point?" I asked curiously.

I did not know what Sergey thought my answer would be, but he most certainly was not expecting that as he sputtered and seemed to choke, his eyes widening slightly.

"A foursome? You would want something like that?"

Knowing that I could be honest with him, I answered, "Well I'm not opposed to it, I mean, Zia is gorgeous, although I'm not sure she'd be interested in such. But if I'm being completely honest, I'm more interested in seeing you and Aleksandr go at it and I'm pretty sure Zia would want to see the same..."

Sergey let out a nervous laugh and ran a hand through his hair before he confessed, "Aleksandr did say he would talk to her about it, so who knows what the future holds."

I clenched my thighs at the thought of Sergey being with Aleksandr.

During out time together, I had managed to convince Sergey to tell me a little about his time with the Russian mafia boss. I still could not get my head around those two dominant men being intimate with each other. They both exuded so much power that I would be lying if I did not admit that the thought of them kissing and doing other things was not a major turn on for me.

The sound of Sergey's deep voice pulled me from my thoughts.

"You're thinking about him and I, aren't you?"

I bit the side of my bottom lip and nodded, knowing that my face was probably completely flushed.

"Bad girl..." Sergey whispered as he closed the distance between us before continuing, "Why don't you show me that beautiful pussy that's mine?"

God, the way he spoke to me was something I would never get tired off.

"Take the dress off, leave the heels on..." Sergey instructed.

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