Page 56 of Harrison's Wedding

Hayden is cut off as Sebastian’s phone starts where it sits near him.

Sebastian looks at the screen and grins. “It’s Heather.”

A thrill of excitement runs through me. I’d been so focused on the song that I hadn’t realized how late it has gotten, and now my angel has arrived to spend the weekend with me.

“Hey there, lover. What’s happening?” Sebastian answers.

“I’m sitting at your gates and waitingveryimpatiently to come in and fuck your brains out, that’s what’s happening.”

Heather’s laugh comes through the speaker and I feel my cock stir at the sound of her voice. Her comment brings images of her naked in bed with me, and I’m amused.

I raise an eyebrow at Sebastian and joke, “What are you waiting for, Seb? You should probably let her in and get some!”

“All right, in you come then, sexy, see you soon!” Sebastian tells her before hanging up the call. He opens an app on his phone and presses a button before looking at me. “I’ve just opened the gates if you want to go get her.”

“I really do,” I tell him, excitement flooding me from the knowledge that Heather is here.

Gabriel smirks at me. “I bet you do.”

I flip him the bird and leave the studio. I make my way through the house to the big entryway. Sebastian’s estate is impressive, to say the least. The house has more bedrooms than we could ever possibly need. He has separate rooms for his pool table, another one for his poker table, a cinema room, and his swimming pool is out of this world. It really has been the perfect place for us to be secluded away from the world to make music.

I’ve missed Heather, though, and when I open the front door, the love of my life is wheeling her luggage toward me. I smile at her, and she squeals in excitement, leaves her suitcase where it is and runs over to me. She jumps into my arms, and I laugh as I catch her while she wraps her legs around my waist. I press my lips against hers, reveling in the feeling of having her in my arms again.

“I missed you,” she smiles at me when our kiss ends.

“I missed you, too, angel,” I tell her as she drops her legs to the ground, and I let go of her.

“Can we go fuck now, or do we have to be social first?” she asks with a sexy smirk on her face.

Arousal flows through me at her obvious desire. I want nothing more than to fuck her right now, up against the side of the building, but I know that’s not really an option.

“We’re literally in the middle of recording a song, I’m afraid, so being social it is.”

“Well, damn…couldn’t we just be quick, though?” She pokes her tongue out at me.

I drop my head to hers, pull her hard against me and kiss her passionately. Our tongues dance together, and I’m already hard and desperately aching to fuck her. This isn’t how I want to do it, though. I haven’t seen Heather for two weeks, and I want to take my time with her.

I look her over from head to toe, imagining her naked and writhing underneath me while telling her, “I don’t want to be quick. I want you long, slow, and over many,manyhours. Now, let me get your suitcase.”

I step away from her and walk over to her luggage so I can bring it into the house.

“You suck!” she says before pouting at me dramatically as I head back toward her.

I’m amused by her choice of words and there’s nothing more enjoyable than teasing Heather. Knowing she’s wet and aching to be fucked when we can’t do it is amazing. I love the anticipation of getting to devour her later. So, I choose my words carefully for maximum impact.

“No,yousuck. Me. Really, fucking well and to completion. Just not right now.”

Her breath catches before she narrows her eyes at me and says slowly, “You’re doing this on purpose.”

I walk past her to put her suitcase to the side of the front door, before I go back to her, put my arms around her waist, and hold her tightly against me. My hard erection is pressed against her, and Heather looks up at me with wide eyes while biting her lip, which is sexy as hell.

I drop my head to kiss her neck softly before drawing my tongue over her skin from her neck up to her ear. Her panting breath is loud, and she gasps softly when I nip her ear lobe with my teeth.

“Now, what makes you think that, angel?” I whisper into her ear, loving the effect I have on her.

“Harrison James Fletcher, if you don’t want me to throw you down on the floor right where we are and fuck you immediately, then you should stop what you’re doing right now!” she tells me in a stern voice.

I grin evilly at her as I pull back to put some space between us. I take her hand in mine and lead her down a corridor off the entry hall, working hard to try and get my erection under control as we walk. I try to talk about something non-sexual to distract myself because even just having her here and walking next to me is arousing after not seeing her for two weeks.

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