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'You know that TJ is the best man, right?' Nina says as I zip up her dress.

I roll my eyes at her.

'Yes, I know he is,' I reply sarcastically.

She turns around and tears pool in my eyes.

'Fuck, Nina, you look beautiful,' I tell her, my voice thick with emotion.

She grins at me.

'It's perfect, isn't it?' She says, gesturing to her white dress.

My best friend is getting married today, and I'm the maid of honour.

The rest of her bridesmaids enter the room. We're all wearing matching, dusty-rose coloured dresses.

We gush over our stunning bride as we get our hair and make-up done by the team. We sip champagne and giggle excitedly as we get ready.

Before I know it, we're on our way to the church.

Nina and Charlie have been going out for six years. Today, they are finally tying the knot.

The bridal party enters the church and we are ushered into the back. The groom is already waiting at the altar.

The groomsmen enter our little back room and my heart flutters with excitement.

TJ, or Teo Jerez, is the reason for my excitement. He is the groom's best friend and the best man for this wedding.

I first met a few years ago, when Nina and Charlie held a barbecue. He was with his girlfriend at the time, so I spent the majority of the time drooling over him at a distance.

Then, we met again a year ago, at our friends' engagement party. TJ was single, but I was in a relationship. He flirted shamelessly but that's as far as it went.

Now, we're both here, at the wedding, and we're both single. That's why Nina is practically shoving me at him.

She's convinced we'd make the perfect match and I'll be honest, I'm all for it. Men like TJ do not come around often.

I lick my suddenly dry lips as he enters the room.

He looks particularly handsome today, wearing a full suit with a silver tie. His dark hair is styled back off of his face and the pale suit brings out his tanned skin.

He's the definition of Latino hotness.

His eyes land on me and he smirks. He strolls up to me and offers out his elbow. I slide my hand into the crook of it.

TJ and I will lead the bridal party down the aisle, followed by the groomsmen and bridesmaids, then finally, our perfect bride.

'You look beautiful, Miss Walker,' he murmurs in my ear.

Having him in such close proximity sends a shiver down my spine. I grip his arm a little tighter.

'Thank you, Mr Jerez,' I reply calmly.

I sound a lot calmer than I feel.

Everything about this man turns me on. His smells fucking divine and it's making my head spin.

The music starts and TJ and I move forward together. We lead the procession down the aisle. Everyone's eyes are on us as we walk up to the altar. I feel my eyes tearing up again and I quickly blink the tears away.

Charlie looks very handsome in his tux. TJ lets go of my arm and stands next to his best friend. I turn to face the aisle and wait for my best friend to come down it.

The music gets louder, indicating the bride is coming. Nina and her father walk down the aisle together, prompting a load of 'aw's' from the guests.

The shutters of cameras click over the music and the odd sniffle of a weepy relative filters through.

The ceremony is beautiful. I lose the battle with my eyes and cry a little, but luckily my make-up holds. I feel TJ's eyes on me often and occasionally, we make eye contact.

By the time we head to the reception, I'm buzzing with excitement.

The next hour is spent having photos taken of the wedding party and the happy couple. When it's done, we move inside for the food and speeches.

We all sit together on a long table. Nina seated me next to TJ, her not-so-subtle way of trying to set us up.

TJ makes a speech which has us all in fits of laughter and Charlie giving his best friend dirty looks as his cheeks go pink. After some family members have spoken, the food is served.

I catch up with TJ as we eat. He is, indeed, single now. His eyes light up as he hears I am too. There's so much sexual tension between us, I can barely eat.

Once everyone has had some dessert, the bride and groom head to the dance-floor for their first dance.

The beautiful song by Ruelle fills the hall and I find myself crying all over again. They look so happy, swaying in each other's arms to the perfect lyrics.

I don't think I've ever felt so happy for someone.

When the song changes, other couples join them. TJ turns to me and gives me a charming smile.

'Dance with me, Becky?'

I narrow my eyes at him. He knows I don't like the nickname, everyone calls me Rebecca. I don't know why, they always have.

'Sure thing, Teej,' I reply.

He scowls and takes my hand. He hates that nickname.

His hand is warm around mine as he leads me to the other couples. He pulls me into his arms and I try not to think about how much I love being in them.

The song is slow and sweet. TJ sways us around the room, keeping me close at all times. His lips brush over the shell of my ear and my breath catches in my throat.

'Now that we're finally single at the same time, say that you'll go on a date with me, Walker,' he murmurs.

I smile into his neck.

'Okay, Jerez, I'm up for that.'

He pulls back and grins down at me. We dance for a couple more songs and then decide to get something to drink.

As the evening goes on, the dancing gets worse and the drinks flow more freely. By midnight, we're all tipsy messes.

Nina has changed into a lighter dress, allowing her to pull some extreme moves. Relatives are cringing her out; left, right and centre. There's some serious dad-dancing going on.

I turn down the offer of another glass of champagne and head outside for some fresh air. I wrap my arms around myself as I step into the chilly air.

I take a deep breath, feeling myself sobering up already. Fresh air does that to you.

'What is a beautiful woman like you, doing out here all alone?' TJ's voice reaches me.

I smile at him over my shoulder. He approaches me with his jacket in his hand.

He drapes it over my shoulders and I thank him. I subtly breath in his addictive aftershave.

He puts his arm around me and I lean into his touch.

'Want to go for a walk?' He suggests and I nod in agreement.

We drop down onto a stone pathway and wander around the huge hall. It's in the middle of the countryside so there is no lighting, other than the illuminated building.

'I don't think I've ever seen Charlie so happy,' TJ says.

When I look at him, he's smiling. I can't help but smile back.

'I know, their happiness is infectious,' I reply.

The path leads us to the luxury cabins that surround the hall. Everyone in the bridal party has their own little cabin for the weekend.

I look at TJ and we both seem to have the same thought at the same time. He turns to me and runs his fingers softly down my cheek.

The half-moon is shining down on us. He is so bloody handsome.

He leans in close, giving me time to move away. But I don't, I lean in, too. Our lips touch and my eyes close.

His lips are soft yet demanding against mine. He pulls me close, until our bodies are pressed against one another.

My hands move up to tangle in his hair and he releases a quiet groan at the back of his throat when I pull on the strands.

His tongue meets mine and I feel like my whole body heats up at his touch. He breaks our kiss, his breathing as ragged at mine.

'My room, now,' he says.

I nod quickly.

He takes my hand and we rush over to his cabin. He unlocks the door and the two of us stumble inside.

There's a rush of clothes being removed on the way to the bedroom. We leave a trail of clothing all the way through the cabin to his room.

By the time we reach his bed, we're both stark naked and uncaring of the fact. He pushes me onto the bed and climbs on top of me.

He pins my hands on the mattress above my head and his lips find mine again. I rub my body against his, feeling his hot skin against mine.

Our tongues collide as his hard cock nudges against my inner thigh. I open my legs and let him grind against me.

He pulls back and begins kissing down my neck. I gasp as he bites down on my collarbone. He licks the pain away and nibbles along my shoulder.

'Fuck, Rebecca,' he mutters. 'What are you doing to me?'

I could ask him the same question.

He kisses down my body and my pussy clenches when his warm breath lands on it. He wastes no time, delving between my lower lips. His tongue enters me in fast licks, leaving me squirming under his touch.

His hands hold my thighs apart, stopping me from wriggling everywhere. He eats me with his tongue, licking and sucking until I'm crying his name as I come apart.

I push him away and he frowns, obviously wondering if he's done something wrong. Before he can react, my mouth is around his cock.

He sits back on his heels as I kneel in front of him, taking him deep into my mouth. His hand goes to my hair and he grips it tightly as I bob my mouth up and down on his cock.

'Shit, you're so good at that,' he groans.

I sneak a glance upwards and see that his head has fallen back, his eyes are closed and his lips are ever so slightly parted. He looks so hot and it turns me on knowing that I am the one who is making him feel like this.

'Stop,' he suddenly hisses and pulls himself from my mouth.

He gently pushes me down and settles himself between my legs. My heart rate increases with excitement as he lines his cock up with my entrance.

(this is where you'd be putting on a condom in real life please, no one wants chlamydia for Christmas)

He slowly enters me and I moan at the delicious, stretching feeling. It's the biggest fucking turn on, being stretched out by a big dick.

He doesn't give me any time to adjust to his size, he begins ruthlessly pounding into me. The bed shakes with our movements and I lie there and take it.

He fucks me with long, hard strokes that have my toes curling. I've waited for this for so long and it was worth the bloody wait. He's even better at this than I imagined he would be.

He fucks me into the mattress until I'm a moaning, quivering mess. We orgasm together with cries so loud that I wouldn't be surprised if the wedding party heard us.

The smell of sweat and sex hangs thickly in the air as we catch our breaths. I rest my head on TJ's chest. It rises up and down with his deep breathing.

He puts his arm around me and kisses the top of my head.

'So, how about that date next week?' He asks cheekily with a grin.

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