I was a total wreck when I left. How could I be such a fool for letting Reid hurt me this way? Yes, that's right Becca makes sure you will forget about everything. About how he makes you feel, about the kisses you both shared, about the love you both could have felt.    It is officially over, but how can something that feels so good can feel so bad too?    "Champagne Ma'am?"   The flight attendant brought me back from deep thinking.    "No. Thank you."    I left him and I left everything behind because of him. I felt the tears slowly filling my eyes. If I close my eyes now I know I will only

  I knocked on Sierra's room; today is the big day. She's getting married, and as her maid of honor, I needed to be beside her.    "Hey, beautiful, feeling okay?" I asked her sweetly.    "I'm uneasy, Bec. Is it normal to feel like this before the wedding?"   Of course, I wouldn't know I had never been married before. But I need to lift her spirit.    "I wouldn't know that, but all I know is, your soon-to-be husband loves you, Sierra; he adores you, nothing to be worried about."    She gazed at me, eyes teary.   "Thanks, Bec; you know how it means to me, right?"

Reid is not someone to disappoint in this physical matter. He lowered his head farther to my breasts, kneading one with a skilled hand while pulling the other into his mouth. I shuddered, the sensation turning my blood hot and cold and making sweat trickle down every part of my skin. When he was nowhere near my breasts, he still moved into my abdomen, licking his way to my entrance. He felt the urgency, felt it in me too. He was not one to move slowly. I was more than grateful for that.    Reaching my clit, he took it roughly into his mouth and nipped it. I moaned then, unable to stifle the sound inside. And began thrashing with rising orgasm when he teased me to no end. He then inserted two fingers inside me, pumping in and out, making me create a small pool on the couch. Realizing I was near the edge, he drew his fingers out and straightened up.