I couldn’t sleep, and tomorrow I was marrying David, the man I’d loved for six years, the man who’d put a two-carat diamond on my finger and promised me forever in front of everyone we knew.
Tonight my body felt like it was on fire and my brain wouldn’t shut up, so I slipped out of bed at 2:14 a.m., left David snoring softly, and padded barefoot across the dark suite in nothing but the thin silk robe the hotel had left hanging in the bathroom.
The marble floor was cold under my feet and it made my n*****s harden instantly. I didn’t bother tying the robe close, it gaped open with every step, cool air kissing my bare p***y, my heavy t**s swaying freely.
The full-length mirror in the bathroom was floor-to-ceiling, it was framed in gold and lit by the soft glow of the vanity lights. I star
