Chapter 130: Fucking Before Marriage (R-18)
Out in the grand hall, the chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the crowd, the soft clink of wine glasses and laughter filling the air.
Aeri stood near a high table, sipping a glass of sparkling cider, the bubbles fizzing lightly on her tongue. Her light blue dress shimmered as she shifted her weight, and she glanced at the delicate silver watch on her wrist, its band matching her outfit perfectly.
Her brow furrowed slightly. "Umm?" she murmured, her eyes drifting toward the hallway where I’d disappeared to meet Sara.
"He’s late," she thought, a flicker of unease creeping into her mind. "Wonder what they’re talking about." The hallway was dim and it felt like it was hiding up whatever was happening behind that closed door.
"Aeri, come on!" one of her friends called, a woman in a sparkly red dress who was already swaying to the music. The string quartet had paused, and a livelier tune was starting up, something upbeat that had people moving toward the dance floor. "They’re changing the music—let’s dance!"
Aeri hesitated, her gaze lingering on the hallway for a moment longer before she forced a smile.
"Yeah, coming," she said, setting her glass down and joining her friends, her heels clicking on the polished marble floor. But as she moved into the crowd, her mind was still on that door, a quiet question nagging at her.
Inside the bride’s dressing room, the air was thick with a different kind of heat. The scent of roses and Sara’s floral perfume mingled with something raw, something primal—passion, sweat, and the undeniable pull of what we were doing.
"Ahh..ahhh..."