Ella had never been to a wedding before, and this one was everything she could have imagined. The ceremony was held outside in a picturesque garden, with the reception following in a grand ballroom. Music was pumping, drinks were flowing, and everyone was having a good time.
That was until she met Mason. He was a distant cousin of the groom, with dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. There was just something about him that made Ella's heart race. She tried to shake the feeling, but it only intensified every time he looked her way.
Before she knew it, they were out on the balcony alone, pretending to steal a moment away from the party. His hands were on her hips, pulling her close. "You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered in her ear.
Ella couldn't resist any longer. As he pressed her against the railing, she let out a sigh of pleasure. They were strangers, and yet it felt like they had known each other for years. Her dress was hiked up around her waist, and he was thrusting into her, their bodies aching for more.