Discreet - Story Prompt for Thursday

She stole herself away from the reception and headed to the hall closet, knowing He would follow her. The wedding had been amazing - festive, joyous and deeply meaningful.

All evening, she hadn't been able to take her eyes off the groom. How handsome, and absolutely delicious he looked. He too had been staring at her. So much so that she was worried he wasn't paying enough attention to the ceremony. People might notice.

She reached the empty hall closet and, as expected, he was there with her just a few sends later. In a moment, his lips were on hers, her arms around his neck, which his hands desperately grabbed her curves.

They knew they had no time to waste, and got down to business immediately.

Having quickly gotten their garments out of the way, her dress bunched up around her waist, and his pants at his ankles, he was soon thrusting inside her. He was rough, forceful and was looking straight into her eyes. Just the way she liked it.

Soon, he released.

Thankfully he had had the sense to grab some tissues so they could clean themselves up.

Then, there was the knock on the door.

"Are you lovebirds finished already? People are asking where you are!" asked the very annoyed best man.

She smiled and said "I guess we have to go now", before leaning forward and kissing her husband's lips.

He kissed his wife back and said "Don't worry, beautiful. We'll pick up later!"

The couple then quickly fixed their clothes and exited the closet. Walking back to the reception hand in hand, they wondered if anyone would know what they had been up to.

Though they had tried to remain discreet, the glow about them might give them away.