Yes, go look the other way, Nikko thought. His cock was still hard, and the beautiful blond before him with that crazy purple streak in her hair just might consider letting him finish what they had started. He began to push her back towards the tree. His hand found her breast once more and his lips found her mouth. He began to use his tongue to make magic again.
The two older women’s voices began to fade.
Hearing her mom’s voice echo in the darkness brought a moment of clarity to her fuzzy mind, but just a moment. Nikko was that good. He knew what he was doing and soon Ronnie found herself focusing only on the sensations he evoked in her.
Ronnie loved how this amazingly hot man made her feel, but a small part of her mind, the part that was coherent, knew her mother would be back. The paths did not go that far, and once her mom searched all the way down to the south beach, she would double back and go north. Reluctantly, Ronnie pushed Nikko away from her and broke the kiss.
“We can’t. . .” she started to speak and then she saw the pained expression on his face.
He pulled back a few inches and looked at her to see if she was serious. She was. “You’re kidding me, right,” he fumed. Her expression remained firm. “Just wonderful,” was his frustrated response. His hand whipped to his head, pushing back a stray lock of black hair.
She was about to say, we can’t, not right now, but he had turned from her by then and she could hear the disappointment in his sighs as he began to once again readjust his clothing.
“I’m sorry Nikko, but I know my mom. She will come back,” she muttered irritably. Didn’t he realize she wanted this too? Selfish jerk, she thought. Just like a man to only think about himself.
Her annoyance dissipated like vapor the moment Nikko turned to her. His blue eyes, tanned face, and chiseled features took her breath away. Gone was his earlier look of irritation. No man should be that gorgeous. That was the problem she had with him from their first meeting. He was one of those guys who was unbelievably hot, and knew it. She watched him flirting with numerous girls prior to the wedding, batting those incredibly long eyelashes at several of Monica’s friends. No man should have lashes like those.
“Sorry Ronnie,” he grinned, and dimples appeared in his chiseled cheeks. Fucking dimples, too! What the hell kind of genes did this guy have in his genetic pool? His three older brothers were also drop dead gorgeous. “I’m just frustrated. Maybe . . .” he started to say as they got onto the path before being interrupted by a voice as rough as gravel.
“Veronica, holy shit, your mom is having a conniption fit. She’s looking everywhere for you.” The voice belonged to Jay, her mom’s boyfriend, um, well fiancé now, apparently. He had proposed earlier. Her mom and her crazy friends had made Monica’s wedding truly memorable with all their announcements and surprises this evening.
“Hey, Jay,” Veronica, aka Ronnie, called out clearing her throat and giving Nikko one quick glance that was meant to silence him. Looking to Jay again, she gave him a smile, preparing her excuses as they approached. She liked him, and hated lying to him, but felt she had no choice. He was a hoot, made her mom laugh, and he loved her. She was thrilled that they had found each other. Her mom had finally gotten this relationship thing right. “Um, Nikko took me for a walk to help me clear my head. I had a bit too much to drink I think, and was feeling over heated.”
Jay stared the younger couple down, a telling expression on his face. He used one of those grimaces that said, you little liars, but I’ll go along with that story if you want me too. Then, he said just that. “You want to use that story, fine, but you’d better let her see you soon or she’ll freak the fuck out. I know your twenty one now, but you know your mom,” he told her contritely, winking at Nikko and shrugging his shoulders.
“Yes, I know my Mom,” Ronnie sighed resignedly as she gave Nikko a sad look and shrugged her shoulders too, in apology.
Nikko had calmed down and knew this opportunity was lost, but hoped there would be another. He wasn’t ready to let this one escape just yet. Smiling, he brokered, “Well, let’s get back to the reception then.” Nikko took Ronnie’s hand. All three of them made their way back the last dozen or so yards.
As they slipped inside the white flap of the massive tent, Ronnie noticed that Nikko turned his charm back on rather quickly. He hid his frustration well. The sound of the music soon drowned out her other thoughts as they followed Jay to the rear of the tent where the wedding party was seated.
Nikko trailed behind, and seeing Louisa approaching, he gave her his most innocent of smiles. Ronnie’s mother did not look pleased.