Estrella

Anwen dives at me, the ribbon tying us together tugging at my skin, and I lean closer rather than away. Our mouths crash together. Those beautiful rings scrape lightly against each other. My emotions threaten to overflow yet again, a cup being filled over and over again. When he first described this wedding, I thought it sounded lovely. I had no idea how truly, totally spectacular it would be. Just us, alone under the Goddess’s eye.

He licks along the seam of my lips, and I open for him. With my free hand, I begin fumbling at the folds of my dress, the folds of the tunic and pants...