Page 8 of Change of Plans

“Can you be quiet when you come? Because I don’t think you can. And we can’t have you waking Elise, can we?”

A half-whimper escaped.

“Should I let you come and risk waking her? I don’t know if I should.”

I bit my bottom lip to keep from arguing, from begging. Alix had denied me relief before, kept me hovering for hours without letting me climax, but he wouldn’t do that today. He wouldn’t make me go through the entire wedding with all this pent-up tension, especially not after what happened with Elise. We both needed release, and as my Dom, he would always take care of my needs.

He tugged on my hands, pulling me back against him so that he could put his mouth against my ear and whisper all the dirty, decadent things he wanted to do to me.

“If we had time, I’d keep you on edge like this, tease you with my fingers on your clit, in your ass. I’d wait until you couldn’t keep it inside any longer, until you started yelling for me to let you come, and then I’d tie you down, force you to orgasm over and over until you’re hoarse from screaming.”

A shudder went through me. It’d been too long since we’d had the time to do something like that. Maybe after the wedding, we could get one of our friends to watch Elise for a couple hours.

“But since we don’t have the time for that…come now.”

A split second after his command, he bit my earlobe, giving me exactly what I needed to tip over. I clamped my mouth shut, straining to hold in a shout as I came. Alix pressed his face against my shoulder, muffling his own cry as he emptied himself inside me.

We sat together in silence as we came down, his arms around me, his cock still inside me. We were going to have to move soon. Clean up. Get ready. But for right now, I was content to just lay here.

And then my phone rang. It was Paige’s ringtone, and today, that meant I couldn’t let it go to voicemail and give her the excuse later that Alix and I had been enjoying some intimate time together.

Alix muttered a curse, but helped me off of his lap and went for my phone while I pulled up my pants. I grimaced at the feel but reached for the phone anyway. I’d shower when I finished talking to Paige.

“Hello.”

“Sine, thank goodness.” The relief was clear in her voice. “Reb tried calling Alix, but he’s not answering.”

I glanced at the smashed screen on the floor. “His phone’s broken.” I sighed. “Long story.”

“I’d love to hear it, but it’s going to need to wait. We have a problem.”

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