you until tonight, I need a few moments with you now.”
I drag her down into the studio, the one place off-limits to everyone else, and where we won’t be disturbed.
Swinging her around, I pull her against me and slam my lips to hers. I’ve been dying to do this since she left my room early this morning.
Wrapping my arms around her, I tighten my hold and walk her backward until she’s resting against the wall. Reaching down for her thighs, I lift her up so she can wrap her legs around my waist. Making out has never been so fucking hot before. Lifting her a little higher, I adjust her so while unbuttoning my pants and shoving them down.
I’m about to embarrass myself in the next thirty seconds, but I don’t have time to care. I need to be inside her, and hopefully, I’ll be able to think straight after.
“You good?” I grunt, nudging my dick near her entrance.
“Fuck, Fred, be inside me already.”
I don’t need to be told twice.
Once I slip inside, I’m so gone, I swear I lose my sight. My need for her doesn’t fade, only intensifies with every thrust. I’d bury myself in her if I could, and every time I pound into her, I’m trying my goddamn best to do just that.
I barely hear her moans, I’m so fucking lost. Thank fuck this studio is soundproofed, because when I come, I fucking roar through my release.
“No, no, no.”
Her disappointment registers, and I lift my head to see her trying to fight a smile. “You couldn’t hold out another few minutes?”
All I can do is laugh. “You’re lucky I lasted that long. Now you can spend the rest of the day feeling how I do all the fucking time.”
“You’re mean,” she pouts.
“Yeah, but you know I’ll make it up to you tonight.”
Pressing my lips to hers, I kiss her hard before letting her legs down and making sure she’s good on her feet.
“Do you think anyone will notice we’re not out there?”
“I don’t care.” Stepping back, I zip my pants while she takes care of cleaning herself up.
“It’s going to be a long day,” she groans, and all I can do is smile.
“I fucking love how much you want me.”
Rolling her eyes, she finishes arranging her dress and touches up her hair.
“You’re hair’s fine. Come on.”
No one notices us returning, and I begrudgingly walk to my right while she walks left to speak with her parents. I’m questioned about Deacon a handful of times before my permanent scowl shuts them up.
I find River by the bar, but Baz is nowhere in sight. Damon and Alice are having their pictures taken, and it’s not long before we’re having to search for Baz to join in on the group photos.
River searches the gardens, while I head up to his room after not finding him anywhere in the house. I knock twice on his door before swinging it open to find him pounding into one of the waitresses. I clock the platter covered with white powder in neat rows, and the rolled-up bill on the table.
“When you’re done, you’re needed for pictures,” I tell him, backing out.
“Get the hell out,” he grunts, not giving a shit that I’m standing in the room.
To be fair, he’s never given a shit before today, and it’s not like he hasn’t seen me over the years with women in various positions.
“Seriously, today is not the day you fuck up.”
I don’t give a shit if he’s fucking his way through the staff, but he’s not holding up the day for Damon. When he doesn’t stop, I go for the woman, who seems just fine having an audience.
“If you want to keep your job, get the fuck out of here.” I raise my voice and it hits the mark.
She scrambles away and pulls her pants up, nearly tripping over herself to get out of the room. Baz straightens and buttons up his pants before strutting over to the table. He leans over and snorts a line before deciding to snort another.
“Cut it out, Baz. Seriously, you need to sort yourself out.”
“Whatever. Let’s get this done so we can party.”
Pushing past me, he storms down the stairs. I’m quick to stick behind him so he doesn’t go missing again, watching his ass until we’re with the others.
It’s like babysitting an adult, but River and I agreed last night we wouldn’t let him ruin this day.
We have our pictures done, and the whole ordeal is made bearable