Page 60 of Harrison's Wedding

We walk a short way along the plush carpet in the corridor to the room I’ve been staying in since we got here. I open the door and allow Heather to walk in before me. She takes in the room, which is big, with a king-size bed, massive closet, and an en suite bathroom.

She turns to look at me, her mouth open to say something, before she snaps it shut and her eyes dart to my crotch. I know exactly what she wants, and I want it, too. I take her suitcase to the closet and set it down before heading back into the bedroom and toward Heather.

“I believe I promised you long, slow, and over many,manyhours?” I raise an eyebrow at her.

“I think I also recall you requesting to be sucked really fucking well and to completion…” she trails off as she licks her lips, and her eyes flicker to my crotch again.

I’m already hard, and I instruct her, “On your knees, angel.”

She drops to her knees where she stands and I smile in satisfaction. I stride over to her, unbuttoning my jeans as I do. I stop in front of her, pulling my erection out as I drop my jeans and briefs to the floor.

Heather wraps her soft lips around me as she takes me in her mouth. I place my hand on the back of her head, grabbing a handful of her hair as I watch her. She moves back and forth on my cock, and I move my hips back and forth with her movements, fucking her mouth. God, I’ve missed her.

I know that I’m going to come any minute now if she keeps going like this, but I meant it when I told her that I want her over many hours, so I’ll have plenty of time to get hard again before I fuck her.

Sure enough, it’s only another thirty seconds or so before I tell her, “I’m going to come down your throat.”

She sucks me dry before I tell her to stand and take her over to the bed.

“Stand still, angel,” I tell her.

She’s breathing heavily, and I watch her chest rising and falling for a few seconds before I start slowly stripping her clothes off. I take my time doing it, touching every inch of creamy flesh that’s exposed as I do, reveling in every gasp and soft moan that Heather makes.

I pull off her bra and watch her breasts drop when they’re released. I resist the urge to take one in my mouth and get to my knees to remove her underwear instead. Again, I resist the urge to bury myself between her legs as soon as she’s exposed, even though my cock is now painfully hard again.

She steps out of her underwear, and I walk around her naked body in a circle. I drop my head and softly kiss her shoulder, the nape of her neck, and her stomach. Any part of her that I want to kiss or touch, I do.

I know this is driving her wild, and this is confirmed when she whispers in a husky voice, “Harrison.”

I grin in satisfaction and say, “On the bed, on your back, angel.”

She climbs onto the bed and lies down with her head on the pillows. I get onto the bed, spread her legs wide, and bury my face in her glistening wetness. Heather cries out in ecstasy after barely fifteen seconds of me eating her out.

“So soon?” I lift my head to raise an eyebrow at her as I ask this, and she laughs.

“I’m not sure what you expected, honey. You’ve had me wound tighter than a spring since I got here.”

I grin wickedly at her, pleased that I was able to get her that on edge this afternoon. Even if it meant we had to record the song twice.

“What I expect,” I bend my head, softly biting her inner thigh, before kissing the flesh I bit, and then slowly drawing my tongue closer to her pussy, “is to hear you scream my name multiple times before I even consider actually fucking you.”

I follow through on this promise, driving Heather wild by teasing her and giving her multiple orgasms. Finally, I bury myself deep inside her. I fuck her roughly before rolling onto my back and having her ride me because I want her to come on my cock, and her being on top is the most likely way for that to happen.

I love watching her orgasm. When she moans my name and closes her eyes as her body begins to shake, I grab her hips and bounce her up and down on me, fucking her through her orgasm and giving in to my own as I come inside her.

She collapses on me, and I wrap my arms around her as I say, “I love you, angel.”

“I love you, too, honey,” she breathes out.

I kiss her head and hold her to me. We lay in bed together for a while, enjoying each other’s company. Everything feels right and perfect because Heather’s here.

Eventually, I say, “We should probably go socialize.”

“Yeah, we should,” Heather sighs.

“I’ll fuck you again later, I promise.” I grin at her.

She turns her face up to mine and kisses me. “I’m going to hold you to that.”

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