Dominic’s POV:
My mind looks over at my little mate dancing to the hypnotic tune coming from the loudspeaker. She looks absolutely delectable in her tight, white wedding dress that is embellished with hand-sewn, red, lace flowers scattered along its train. The lower down she goes, the more I see her soft buds struggling against the silky material of her cleavage. My eyes darken and I move the napkin to my lap to cover the growing bulge in my pants.
“No more cold showers for you now that there’s a ring on it!” Charlie laughs in a half-drunk state from next to me. I laugh-growl in response, earning, even more, laughs from the men sitting around me. Charlotte and I have been ruling side-by-side now for around eight months and have grown really close again. Sure, I had to re-explain my cho
