Right Place, Right Time - Rhea Ripley

Chapter 27 - The End.

I rose out of bed, stretching as I remembered it was the day after our wedding. My head was still throbbing from the night before, and my body ached from the dancing and drinking. I glanced over at Demi, who was lying on her side, her back to me. She was in nothing but her bra and underwear, her dress nowhere to be seen. I chuckled to myself as I thought about how we'd ended up here. I was still in my wedding suit.

I remembered the service, it was beautiful, but when the drinks were served, that's when things got a little hazy. I vaguely recalled pushing Demi down on the chair and dancing for her, grinding against her, feeling the warmth of her body against mine. The memory made my heart race and my cheeks flush. As I lay there, taking in her sleeping form, I couldn't help but wonder what else had happened last night. That's when I decided to check the group chat, all my friends must have gotten videos or pictures at least.

My phone was flooded with messages and photos. Everyone had enjoyed themselves, and there were plenty of pictures of me and Demi, some of them a little more risque than others. There was one photo in particular that caught my eye; it was of me, standing in front of her, my hands on my hips, a sultry look on my face, while Demi sat on a table, her legs spread wide, her hands behind her head, a playful smile on her lips. The image took my breath away.

I glanced over at her, still fast asleep, and felt a mixture of emotions swirling in my chest. Part of me wanted to wake her up and ask her about the night before, to relive those moments again, but another part of me was content just lying there, enjoying the memory. I couldn't help but wonder what she remembered from our wedding night.

Then she moved around in her sleep, before finally opening her eyes and looking up at me. She yawned and stretched, revealing her perfect body in all its glory. Her long, toned legs and her rounded hips made me want to touch her all over again. Her full breasts were pushed up against her lacy bra, and her soft, smooth skin glistened with sweat. Demi's beautiful face was still slightly flushed from the drinks and dancing. She blinked a few times, trying to focus on me.

"Morning, gorgeous," she murmured, her voice still groggy. "What are you looking at?"

I couldn't help but smile as I took in her perfect figure once again. "Nothing much," I replied, trying to play it cool. "Just enjoying the view."

Demi giggled, sitting up a little more and stretching her arms above her head, "I ain't a piece of art you can just ogle, you know that. I need some breakfast and coffee first before I can deal with your ogling." She traced a finger down my thigh, sending a sultry smile my way.

I couldn't help but return the smile, feeling my heart race as her touch sent tingles through my body. "Well, I guess that means I'm just going to have to wait until you're properly fed and caffeinated before I can get a proper look at you again, mami." I teased.

She rolled her eyes, her expression playful, "Oh, you think you're so clever." Then, she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, "But if you're really that impatient, I might just have to give you a little something to tide you over." Before I could react, she had slipped out of bed, walked over to my side of the bed and onto her knees beside it, her hands moving to pull off the blanket and unbutton my pants.

My heart raced as she undid the button and lowered my zipper. She looked up at me through her long lashes, her lips parting slightly, and I knew I was in trouble. "Is this what you want, mi amor?" she breathed, her warm breath tickling my skin.

I nodded, unable to speak.

"Well you'll have to be a good girl and wait." She winked, standing up to go get coffee from downstairs. Her body swayed seductively as she walked away, hips moving with a fluidity that made my heart race. I could feel the heat building in me as I watched her, wishing I could join her in the kitchen.