Chapter One
A year later...
Tamara and Zeb were in the basement of his house, uncovering their new pool table, when he suggested a wedding plan to her.
"Would you be uncomfortable with Mateo being a groomsman?"
"No, but I thought you didn't like him."
"I never said I didn't like him, plus I need a groomsman to walk with Quinn, so I thought it would be a good idea."
"I don't mind as long as you're not uncomfortable with it."
"Good because he's coming over this evening to help with the plans."
"Wait, aren't I supposed to be doing the plans with the girls while you guys sit back and watch?"
"I thought that you might want some help from the guy's point of view."
"So, I get to talk to everyone while we're trying to play pool. That's going to be like talking to a brick wall."
Zeb just laughed, and then Mateo walked in with Quinn and Tori.
"Where's George?" Tamara asked, walking over to Tori.
"He's at work, but he'll stop by afterwards." Tori replied with a smile.
"Oh, shoot, I forgot my notebook with the plans in it." Tamara exclaimed, looking around.
"We can get it later, let's play some pool." Zeb noted, motioning them over.
They decided to wait for George to do any of the wedding planning and played pool instead.
After a while, Mateo and Tamara were in the middle of their game when the others decided to go out and get something to eat.
"Can you do a carry out or something, so we can finish our game?" Tamara questioned not taking her eyes off the pool table.
"What about ordering a pizza?" Quinn suggested, looking around.
"The house is too far out for a delivery." Zeb replied with a sigh.
"Well, there's no need for all of us to go out." Mateo noted after taking his shot.
"Quinn and I will go back to the house and get the plan book." Tori said, grabbing the keys from her purse.
"Well, I guess we are leaving then. You guys finish your game and, Tamara..." Zeb said, looking at her with a raised eyebrow.
She looked at him, holding her pool stick in her hand as she leaned over the table.
"Kick his ass." He noted with a laugh.
Tamara had been driving Mateo crazy since the first day they met. He had never met a more erotic woman in his life...he daydreamed of her sexy body ever since they broke up and now that he was next to her again, he could hardly stand being near her without wanting to pleasure her...and...she was wearing a wrap-around dress that barely covered her breast which made him want her more.
"Well, I just kicked your ass. You want to play again?" She questioned with a smirk.
She racked up the balls and he gestured for her to break. He heard the crack of the white ball hitting the others and a striped ball went down...she raised an eyebrow at him.
She dropped another striped ball and glanced over at him with a smile as he walked around the table.
He ran his hand down her back as she leaned over to shoot...she missed.
Smiling Mateo walked around the table to look at the angles, brushing against her as he passed.
Bending to line up the next shot and just as he was about to hit the cue ball, Tamara ran her finger up the back of his neck and he missed.
"No fair!"
"You started it."
She studied the table, trying to line up her next shot, but she took the easiest way and missed.
He walked over by her as his pulse increased...leaning over he lined up his shot and just before he shot, he glanced over his shoulder and seen her smile.
With his hands trembling slightly, he missed the shot.
While bending over to take her next shot, Tamara felt Mateo's hand slide around her waist and pull her close as he kissed her neck.
She shrugged him off and stood up.
"What are you doing?"
"You're so sexy in that dress. I'm sorry if I took the wrong impression."
"I'm flattered, but you know I'm with Zeb."
"Don't tell me that you haven't thought about me."
"I have, but I can't."
"Can't or won't?"
She looked at him; he pulled her close and kissed her fully on the lips.
She broke the kiss and bent back over the table to take her shot as he ran his hand under her dress and up her thigh.
"We might get in serious trouble if we get caught."
He moved the material of her silk panties and his fingers quickly found her wetness; wrapping his free hand around her waist to steady her as he kissed her neck.
Mateo slid two fingers deep inside her as she gasped and gripped the pool table; pumping them fast and hard as she tried to muffle her moans.
"Come on, Baby, I want to hear you scream my name like you used to."
Tamara put her hand on his to make him stop.
"How about we stop playing games and get down to business?"
"I don't have protection."
"It's okay."
She pulled her panties down to her knees and his pants fell to the floor; then he slid his hand over her back and bent her over the table.
He stroked his hardness over her opening; slowly inch by inch, he slid inside her.
Increasing the tempo slightly, both of them panting, he threw his head back as she cried out his name.
As she felt her orgasm sweep through her, he thrust one last time and exploded deep inside her, groaning.
Standing up and straightening her clothes, Tamara asked, "Any chance of finishing the game?"
Chapter Two
Tamara was stressing over the wedding plans at the kitchen table when Tori walked in.
"How about you take a break and we go out for a bit?" Tori asked, taking the pen from Tamara's hand.
"I do need a break. Where are we going?" Tamara noted, looking up at her sister.
"Picnic at the lake." She replied, holding up a basket and blanket.
When they arrived at the lake, Tamara wasn't too hungry, so she just pieced while trying to relax.
"Now you know why I eloped." Tori said with her mouth full.
