The wedding reception at the golf club was winding down, but James’ patience had already snapped hours ago. Watching Sarah all evening — her tight navy dress clinging to her curves, the slit teasing the smooth expanse of her thigh — had been absolute fucking torture. She knew exactly what she was doing, brushing against him as they danced, whispering filth in his ear between polite conversations.

But what pushed him over the edge was the way she looked at him now; eyes heavy with want, lips parted just enough to make him imagine them wrapped around his cock.

“Finish your drink,” he ordered, voice low, dangerous. “We’re leaving.”

Sarah smirked, taking a slow sip of wine before placing the glass down. “Where to?”

“You know exactly where.”

Without another word, he took her hand and led her through the marquee, past the last few lingering guests, out into the cool night air.

Risk and Ruin.

The golf course stretched out before them, bathed in moonlight, silent except for the distant music from the reception. They weren’t even fully hidden yet when James pushed Sarah against a tree, his body pressing into hers, his mouth crashing onto hers in a brutal kiss.

She moaned into him, her hands threading into his hair, pulling, needing.

“You’re a fucking menace,” he growled against her lips. “Sitting there all night, teasing me. You think I wouldn’t notice?”

Sarah smirked. “I was hoping you would.”

James’ hands slid down, lifting the hem of her dress, his fingers slipping between her thighs.

No knickers.

His breath hitched. “You filthy, filthy girl.”

Sarah gasped as his fingers found her clit, teasing, circling, his other hand fisting in her hair, holding her in place. “James—”

“You’ve been walking around like this all night?” He pushed two fingers inside her, slow, deep, making her whimper. “Soaking wet, just waiting for me to bend you over and fuck you?”

Sarah moaned, rocking against his hand. “Yes.”

James cursed under his breath. “Turn around.”

She obeyed, her hands pressing against the rough bark as he shoved her dress up around her waist. He knelt behind her, spreading her thighs, and then his mouth was on her, hot, wet, relentless.

Sarah nearly collapsed at the first stroke of his tongue, her knees buckling as he devoured her. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as he licked, sucked, fucked her with his tongue like he was starving for it.

“James — fuck, fuck —” She slapped a hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her cries.

He growled against her, the vibrations making her shudder. “Don’t you dare hide it.”

His tongue flicked faster, his fingers driving deeper, curling just right.

Sarah came with a sharp, desperate cry, her entire body shaking as she collapsed against the tree. But James wasn’t done.

He stood, undoing his belt with one swift tug. “Bend over.”

Sarah barely had time to catch her breath before she felt the thick head of his cock pressing against her entrance.

Then he slammed into her.

Sarah choked on a moan, her fingers curling against the tree as he filled her, stretched her, ruined her.

James’ hands gripped her hips so tight it would leave bruises. “You feel that?” he panted, thrusting deep, rough. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” she gasped. “Harder.”

He obliged, snapping his hips into her, the sound of skin slapping echoing in the open night. The thrill of being out in the open, the risk of getting caught, only made it hotter.

James fisted her hair, pulling her head back as he fucked her brutally. “If someone sees us, you know what they’ll think?” His breath was hot against her ear. “That you’re just a filthy little slut, desperate to get fucked.”

Sarah whimpered, her body clenching around him.

He groaned, feeling her tighten. “You like that, don’t you? You like the idea of someone watching while I fuck you like this.”

“Yes,” she moaned. “God, yes.”

James reached around, rubbing her clit in tight circles. “Come for me,” he ordered. “Come all over my cock.”

Sarah shattered, her orgasm slamming into her so hard she nearly screamed. Her body spasmed, her pussy clenching around him like a vice.

James groaned, losing control. He thrust into her one last time, burying himself deep as he came, spilling inside her with a guttural growl.

They stayed like that, panting, wrecked, bodies still pressed together.

Then James pulled out, smirking as he watched his cum trickle down her thighs.

He gripped her chin, tilting her face up. “Now, go back inside.”

Sarah’s breath hitched. “Like this?”

“Exactly like this.” His thumb dragged over her swollen lips. “So every time you cross your legs, you remember you’re full of me.”

Her stomach clenched.

She smirked.

“Next time,” she whispered, “we do it where they can see.”

James groaned. “You’re going to fucking ruin me.”

Sarah grinned. “Good.”