Page 73 of Harrison's Wedding

I love hearing her pleasure herself, and I close my eyes and picture her doing it, wanting more than anything to be with her again.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you tomorrow?” I ask.

“Oh god. Fuck me,” she groans. “So fucking hard that I’m sore for days, I hope.”

I chuckle at her demand and begin stroking myself faster. “If that’s what you want, then yes. I think I’ll take you from behind. I’ll grab your hips and pound you as hard as I can, maybe grab and play with your tits before I dump my load inside you.”

“Yes, Harrison,” she says breathlessly. “Do that to me. Do everything to me.”

I can’t wait to take her up on this offer the second I’m back with her in Chicago tomorrow.

I promise, “I’ll do all the things, angel. I want you to scream my name loudly when you come. Today and tomorrow and every day for the rest of your life.”

I can hear her moaning, as well as the sound of her rubbing herself. I know she has to be close, and a part of me wants to edge her until we’re together tomorrow, but I also desperately want to hear her release.

“Come for me, angel,” I instruct.

Ten seconds later, I’m pleased to hear her come apart as she yells, “Harrison.”

Hearing her moan my name the way she does is enough to tip me over the edge. I squirt cum onto my t-shirt, and I know it’s going to need to be cleaned, but at this moment, I don’t care. I’m in complete bliss as I listen to Heather panting on the other end of the line.

“God, I love you,” I tell her.

“Mmmm,” she purrs. “Me, too. I needed that badly. I’m so nervous about tonight.”

I smile because I knew she would be, and also that she was distracting herself with me. It feels as though the entire world is glowing, and I can’t wait until she’s back in my arms again.

“I’m happy I could help,” I laugh. “Give me a second, angel.”

I grab a tissue and wipe my cock clean before zipping my jeans back up. I quickly head to the bathroom, where I dispose of the tissue, then strip off my shirt and rinse it in the basin so it doesn’t stain. I’ll need to have it laundered tomorrow.

I head back to the bed and pick up the phone to continue our conversation. “You’re going to do a great job. April will be there, too.”

“I think she’s as nervous as I am from the texts she’s sent me,” Heather laughs.

I have no doubt that Heather’s performance tonight is going to go off without a hitch. I’m so proud of her and everything that she’s been doing with Serenity. She’s achieved so much and worked so hard; she deserves all the recognition she’s been getting.

“Well, you can be nervous with April.” I sigh, as longing for her hits me, and even one more day apart feels too long. “I wish I was there with you.”

“Considering I’m lying naked and alone in my hotel room, I wish you were here, too,” she says in a husky voice.

My cock stirs in my jeans and I smile. “I love you, angel. You’re going to do wonderfully tonight.”

We talk for a few minutes more before ending the call. I tell Heather that I’ll call her after the rehearsal, and I go to Sebastian’s room to hang out. We’re playing a game of poker when he gets a text and laughs when he sees it.

“What’s so funny?” I ask him.

“Your future wife,” he tells me before showing me the screen.

Hey there, darling. Ally and I know you’ve been sans ladies out at Galena, just a reminder to use protection tonight, don’t forget it just because you’re a horny fucker. STDs aren’t hot.

“Ah, she’s a wise one,” I grin at him.

“Like an owl,” he agrees.

He sends a text back to Heather, and I stare blindly at the playing cards on the table in front of me while he does, just thinking about her. It’s only been a week since I’ve seen her, but not waking up next to her every day has sucked.

It reminds me of when I went on theHeart Wide Opentour. That separation was much longer, but we made it work, and we’ll have to do the same when I go on theGames We Playtour. Still, I get to see her tomorrow, and I can’t wait.

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