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I had decided on driving to Seattle to go shopping that Friday— it was last minute but only since I couldn't get off work before six pm at the store. Paul insisted on driving me to the dress shop since he already had his suit on, this was my fist time seeing him in a suit and he looks incredibly handsome. Sinful thoughts run through my mind on the drive to the dress shop but I'll have to compose myself at least until after Sam and Emily's wedding tonight.

We reach the store an hour early thanks to no traffic, I begin my search for a dress to wear along with some shoes— I come across a light peach colored dress with straps on the shoulders, I decide on a pair of beige flats since Paul said it's going to be a beach wedding. The dress is on sale thankfully so I don't end up spending too much money, I change in the store bathroom and make my way back out to the car where he sits.

As soon as he sees me his eyes completely lighten up, he looks as if he's a mix between beaming and lust- I smile as I get in the passengers seat of the car.

"You look astonishing..." He says lowly as he continues to drive.

"Thank you" I give him a smile, I'm positive I can hear my own heart beating.

He continues to drive but I catch him glancing at me every now and then. I gaze out of my side of the window thinking about meeting Emily finally, maybe I'll get to see Renesmee as well— assuming Jacob is also invited considering he's a wolf too and wherever Jacob is Renesmee seems to be too.

I wonder if Paul will dance with me at the wedding, will we slow dance together? I've never danced with Paul before much less anyone else. My thoughts are interrupted when I feel Paul slowly bring his hand up my thigh as he slowly moves it up my dress— I shiver as my breathing becomes uneven.

"Do you want me to keep going?" His voice is low.

"Don't stop..." I whisper.

He smirks as his fingers begin to make small moans leave my lips as he continues to drive with one hand on the wheel. I bite down on my bottom lip to try and contain myself as the drive continues but I find it harder and harder to hold back from releasing myself onto his fingers that keep moving causing my moans to grow.

To my disappointment, he slowly removes his fingers making me sigh in disappointment and longing- I look over at him in confusion as to why he removed them, he looks at me lustfully as he places his fingers in his mouth and sucks on them.

"You're delicious." He murmurs as he continues to drive. Oh.

"Why'd you stop?" I half whimper.He smirks softly.

"You're going to have to wait to cum after the wedding is over and we get home tonight." He says.

I spend the remaining minutes of the drive in complete sexual frustration as I cross my legs tightly and stare out of my side of the window, how treacherous— I hate waiting enough on its own I'm not patient when it comes to certain things but this is a whole different story. I'm going to have to distract myself if I want to keep this sensation between my legs calm.

Paul pulls the car into a parking space and we get out of the car as we walk down the pathway, we make our way to some seats and sit down beside Jared and Emby. The wedding is decorated beautifully, russet chairs, lavender and baby's breath flowers everywhere, Sam gives us a smile as he sees us, he's wearing a black tux that suites him nicely.

The music starts and we all stand to see Emily, she looks radiant— her white dress hugs her figure and has lace trim straps hanging off of her shoulders, her long dark hair is in loose waves that bounce behind her. I notice a scar across her face and questions fill my mind but I don't want to stare, it's rude. She gives me a warm smile which I return as she turns to face back up at the front to Sam.

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