Chapter 80 The Night Before My Wedding (6)

• My lips buzzed from Richard’s kiss, my head swimming in a haze of heat and want. I pulled back just enough to catch my breath, my eyes locked on his, and then, on impulse, I leaned in again, licking his lips slow and teasing, tasting the whiskey and him. His low groan sent a shiver down my spine, but I wasn’t done yet. My hand found Hailey’s perfect ass, still swaying under his thrusts, and I gave it a sharp spank, the sound cracking through the room. “Your turn’s up,” I said, my voice bold, almost daring. “It's my turn now!"
• Hailey let out a breathy laugh, her eyes glinting with mischief as she glanced back at me. “Well, damn, Jules,” she said, smirking. She slid forward, pulling off Richard with a slick sound, her body gleaming with sweat as she shifted to the side, sprawling on the bed like a satisfied cat. “Go for it, babe.”
• I didn’t hesitate. My heart pounded, but my body knew what it wanted. I moved into position, crawling forward on the bed, my knees sinking into the sheets as I arched into doggy style, my ass up high, exposed and ready. The air felt cool against my skin, but inside I was burning, my pussy aching for what was coming. Richard’s hands found my hips, firm and steady, and then I felt him—his huge dick pressing against me, sliding in slow at first, then all the way, filling me completely.