Page 153 of The Plan

She reaches for them, but I stop her and continue pulling her dress up until she stops me.

“What’s wrong?”

She glances around the empty field. “What if someone comes?”

I try to bite back a smile. “I don’t mind giving them a show.”

Her eyes widen a bit, and she playfully shoves me. “Sire!”

I chuckle and slowly kiss her neck. “You weren’t worried about someone coming two minutes ago when you suggested we stay here.” She turns her head to the side, and lets out a satisfied sigh when I start sucking on her neck.

“I’ll just leave my dress on.”

I freeze and lift my head so my eyes can meet hers. “No, you won’t. Either I get to see all of you, or we go home.” There is no way I’m fucking her with this dress on.

“I don’t want to wait anymore.”

“So take your clothes off, Vidia.” I pull her dress up again, and she looks around one more time. I can’t help but laugh at how nervous she seems when this washeridea. “Vid, no one is coming. I made sure.”

I rented out the entire field for the day. I figured she would have already assumed that since there aren’t a bunch of people in here picking flowers.

“Well, you should have said that sooner.”

I burst into a laugh at how fast she takes her dress off. That’s more like it. I give her body a slow sweep. Soaking in how perfect she looks in her matching white set. I slowly leave a trail of kisses from her neck to her chest, taking my time as I remove her bra and give each of her nipples my attention.

“Beautiful.”

She gives me a shy smile and looks away. I don’t know why, but I love it when she gets all shy whenever I compliment her when she’s half-naked. I keep leaving soft kisses down her side. She shivers under me when I take her underwear between my teeth and drag it down her thighs. Before I can bring my head between her legs, she’s pulling me up to her.

“We can skip foreplay.” What? Fuck no. I feel my brows furrow as she starts undoing my belt.

“No. We can’t.” She opens her mouth to protest as she keeps trying to take my belt off, but I grab both of her hands in one of mine and hold them above her head. “Stop being so impatient,” I warn. I’m taking my time with her.

“Please, Sire.”

I feel my dick twitch at the sound of her begging and briefly close my eyes. “The more you ask, the slower I’m going to go.”

She lets out a sigh but doesn’t put up another protest. I slowly trace the side of her body and watch goosebumps grow on her skin. I lean into her neck as my hands slowly land between her legs. I smile against her neck when I feel how wet she is. I rub her in slow circles and breathe in her scent. Her breathing is ragged, and I kiss her neck softly as I enter her with two fingers.

She arches her back as she lets out a soft moan. Without warning, I add another finger a bit harder, and she moans louder. I keep moving my fingers in and out of her at a steady pace, kissing my way to her chest and bringing one of her nipples between my teeth.

Her hands squirm under my hold, but I only hold them tighter and continue sucking on her before moving to the next. “Faster.” She sounds out of breath, and I smile against her skin and finger her slower.

When she lets out a frustrated sigh, I give her what she wants. My eyes stay trained on her as I watch her begin to unravelunder me. I bring my lips to hers just as I rub her clit with my thumb. She sucks in a breath, and I take her bottom lip between my teeth. I feel her walls clenching around my fingers, so I pick up the pace and lean back to watch her fall apart.

A groan escapes me as she comes undone beneath me. I swear I can watch her finish all day. “Come like that for me one more time, then I’ll fuck you however you want it.”

Her eyes are full of lust as I work my way between her legs. I drag my tongue from her entrance to her clit, savoring her taste. “I missed this.” I enter her with my tongue, but she scoots away from me.

I let go of her hands so I can hold her hips and drag her back down. Greedily, I suck every last drop of her. She runs her hand through my hair and tugs hard. I grunt against her, and she lets out a moan at the vibration of it.

“Wait.”

I freeze, still between her legs, and look up at her. She tries to catch her breath but doesn’t say anything, so I continue.She tastes better than any drug.

“Hmm, wait.”

I look up at her again, and nothing in her expression says she wants to stop. “I’m not going to keep stopping whenever you want to catch your breath. Pick a safe word.”

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