13. Sinful Book 2

Aaliyah's bachelorette party was wild! It can't even be classified as a Bachelorette party, it was a full-on sex party, an orgy party. I had forgotten that that was Aaliyah and Antonio liked to party. Thinking about it lead me to the day I met Antonio and Aaliyah, they wanted to have a threesome and I was that night's pick. Antonio and Aaliyah are highly sexual and weren't afraid to show it at all, I liked that about them, but it made me wonder how Harry and I coped, and how Harry was going to cope for the rest of his life as today is the day He and Aaliyah get to make that bold decision and say “I Do” to each other.

I was extremely happy, and excited for them, even though Aaliyah didn’t let me sleep and when she finally did, she woke me back up ten minutes later, saying it was time for us to get ready, and she was “not going to be late for my wedding! So get your ass moving Sewa.” I understood perfectly what was up with her, she was nervous. It was the first time she willed herself to commit to someone which was a brave move on her part, but she didn’t have to make me suffer with her. I loved her, but I was tired.

I thought about myself and what getting married- getting married to Antonio would be like. Would he shed a tear or two when I appear at the other side of the aisle? Would he smirk and whisper dirty things to me instead?

“You know, it’s my wedding day and I don’t like the solemn look on your face,” Aaliyah’s voice startled me from behind. The wedding party had commenced, and while people were excitedly dancing and drinking like their life depended on it, I found a spot beside a door, keeping a safe distance to the groom and bride, you know, just in case Aaliyah needed something. I was nursing a flute of champagne as I sat on the lonely table, smiling and the wedding guests who looked happier than the couple. I was tired, I needed sleep, a lot of it.

“I know and I’m sorry, but I’m tired,” I smiled apologetically at her. I didn’t want to be a party pooper, so keeping a safe distance from them, to me, was the best option.

“Well, I just came to give you a heads up, I think your man is brewing wicked thoughts about you in his head,” Aaliyah whispered and laughed as she made her way around the table, swinging her beautiful baby pink gown, as she went back to her husband.

I cocked my head to the side in confusion. I hadn’t seen Antonio for a while, at some point I thought he was lost in the sea of wedding guest dancing. I searched for him with my eyes, and when I found his eyes looking back at me with a serious look and his right thumb in his mouth, while his left hand held a glass of whiskey carelessly, I sucked in a breath. Antonio, like me, had found a corner to rest in, I guess this type of party wasn’t his cup of tea.

Antonio had the sleeves of his dress shirt folded up to his elbows, he had unbuttoned a few buttons on the black shirt, showing off his tanned and toned chest. Of course, something had to make up for the pick-me-girls that surrounded him. I couldn’t even blame them, because if he hadn’t sat there looking like a sex god, none of those girls would stay lingering around him.

I felt heat crawling up my skin as I became more aware of Antonio’s eyes on me. From his eyes, I could tell what he was thinking, I wanted him to do all the things running through his head to me. You’d think after the wild night we had last night, that I’d be against any form of intercourse for about two weeks, but if anything, Aaliyah’s bachelorette party only opened me up sexually, and I found myself willing and craving something very different from what I was used to. I couldn’t look at Antonio and think normal thoughts, he had ruined that for me.

I couldn’t take it anymore; my thoughts had caused me to pool between my legs, and my lack of bra in the pretty silk dress I had on plus my dangerous thoughts, made my nipples hard as rocks, and they were very visible for the world to see.

I got up from my lonely table, keeping my eyes on Antonio as I pushed past people to try to get to him. Antonio kept a sexy smirk on his lips as he watched me walk to him, but that smirk quickly turned into a frown as some dude blocked me. The man had dirty blonde hair and nice facial features, his pale skin looked like he spent a lot of time or money on it.

“You’re the bride's maid of honor,” the tall man in a black suit kept his eyes on my erect nipples as he spoke. I smiled and nodded, hoping that was all he needs to know and I could go back to my man to fuck my frustration away.

“What are you doing later this night mami?” He asked, biting his lips in a way Antonio would. I smiled at the man and opened my mouth to reply to him, but before I could, an arm snaked its way around my waist, pulling me flush to the body that owned the arm. Antonio.

“She’d be too busy fucking her husband,” Antonio replied with a straight face and one eyebrow lifted as if to make a point. I smiled at my man nodded.

“What he said,” I smiled at the man, and before I could say anything more, Antonio pulled me away, pushing past people as we made our way out of the hall through a door I didn’t know existed.

The arm Antonio had around my waist burned me passionately. I wanted him to touch every part of me, and I know he would if I could hold my needs in for a little while longer until we find a perfect spot.