"A-Achilles, n-not t-there... P-people are g-going to see..." 

I panted heavily as he continued his assault on the sweet spot right above my neckline along my jaw. But he paid no mind as he continued to trail hot, open-mouthed kisses up along my neck until he finally captured my lips. 

We had just gotten in the car taking us from the ceremony to the reception site. I knew that Achilles had gotten a bit restless with how many pictures his friends and family wanted to take at the ...