Your greatest mistake

Chapter 2

 I'm here freshly showered, shaved, and ready to face my current torment and my future torment. Honestly my life is so out of my hands. I don't care anymore.

We drive up to the Harlen family mansion that looks more like a palace. Once I'm at the steps, a valet opens my door to let me out.

I walk up the stairs and follow the white roses, baby's breath, and white tulle sashes that line the halls and banisters.

I walk into my father's office and find the suit they obviously want me to wear. A hairdresser and beautician are waiting for me as well. I roll my eyes.

If it wasn't for the fact the blond had big tits in my face while plucking and grooming my eyebrows, I would have thrown them all out. My patience is running very thin nowadays.

She moves in again and I'm starting to get the feeling she is doing it on purpose. I lightly brush the back of my hand against her upper thigh and notice her shift her legs apart. I grin. She is inviting me to touch her.

I look in the mirror and see the brunet focused on her task, doing my hair perfectly. I take my chance, relishing the challenge, and slowly slide my hand up the blond's dress, gliding my hand up her inner thigh, giving her ample opportunity to stop me. She doesn't. Instead, she separates her thighs more so I can get access to my goal easier.

I can feel her wetness already moistening her thighs the higher I go. I glide my hand higher, still undetected by the brunet and find my goal. Fuck yes, she isn't wearing panties. This makes things much easier.

I run my rough fingers at her entrance and I feel her legs shake slightly. Besides that, she doesn't move or show any signs I am affecting her at all. I smile inside at the challenge to make this woman come all over my fingers while I finger fuck her into oblivion without the brunet noticing. This is going to be fun.

I slide my finger in slowly starting with one. Once I've breached her moist entrance I begin to move in and out of her with the slightest of movements so as not to be detected.

Her legs part a little more, giving me even more room to move, but still, she doesn't make a sound. In and out I slid my finger until I feel she is ready for another. She inhales slightly at the second finger but doesn't say anything.

Slowly I pick up more speed, pumping my fingers and rubbing against her clit with my palm as I finger fuck her. She tenses slightly and I know she is close. I slide a third finger into her, earning a whimper. That's it, that is her undoing. I feel her pussy convulse around my fingers and her legs buckle slightly. After she has come down I retrieve my hand and suck on my fingers as she looks at me with hooded blue eyes.

She looks at me as if I just gave her the best orgasm of her life with just my fingers and she is definitely thinking about what I could do with my cock. I grin a devilish grin, showing I'm only too happy to show her.

A knock at the door reminds us I am about to get married soon. I sigh as they finish the final touches and leave when they are done.

The suit is ivory, with a white shirt and ivory cravat at my throat. So much white I feel like I'm going to throw up and this damn cravat choking me isn't helping the situation at all.

I hover a little while longer, knowing I'll have to face this nightmare eventually. I check myself one more time, sigh, and leave.

The grand ballroom that we almost never use, it's one of those things where we have one just to say we have one rooms, but today it is decked out for a grand wedding.

The room has far more people here than I expected. Honestly, I thought because of the arrangement that it would be small, just immediate family. My heart drops for a moment when I realize this is her family. The room is filled with wealthy, distinguished men, all with beautiful women at their sides that look way too good for them.