Page 86 of The Plan

“I’ll buy you twenty more.” He takes my nipple between his teeth and sucks while I grind my hips against him. He lets go of my hands and holds my hip with one hand as he holds himself on the bed with the other.

I run my hands on his back as he starts thrusting into me faster. I hold onto him, my nails digging into his back. “Fuck, Vid!” I look down at where he is deep inside me, and we fit perfectly together. “You like watching me fuck you?” I bite down on my lip and simply nod.

He leans forward, keeping us inches apart. “You’re so beautiful.” He pulls my bottom lip from between my teeth and takes it between his, biting down.

I pull on his hair, and he bites down once more before letting go. He strokes me harder, and I wrap my legs around him when a familiar feeling settles in my stomach.

One of his hands goes to my legs, trying to undo them, but I keep them around him. “I thought you said to pull out.” His voice is strained, like he’s almost there.

“Don’t.” That was probably a dumb move, and clear-headed me would agree, but I know he’s close, and I don’t want him out of me yet. Besides, I’m on the pill. It’s fine.

“Vidia.” A smile grows on my face at the sound of my name on his lips. I said I didn’t like it when he used my full name, but when he’s on top of me like this, losing control deep inside me, all I want to hear is him screaming my name.

He only goes harder, and I arch my back and clench around him, finishing for the second time. I pull him down to me, and he digs his head into the crease of my neck as he finishes. “Holy fuck.”

We pant in each other's arms, catching our breaths for a few beats. When we pull away, it’s him who moves first to look into my eyes. “I…” He hesitates as he searches my eyes before trying again. “Happy birthday, beautiful.” I smile against him as he leans in to kiss me.

Slowly, he pulls out of me, and I let out a soft sigh at the empty feeling. I look down at the mess we made but smile to myself. I feel Sire’s eyes on me and look up at him.

“What?” I ask, and he only shakes his head but watches me in a sort of awe. We lay in each other's arms for a few minutes, but I start hearing people upstairs asking for us.Wait…

“Sire… if we can hear them from down here, that means they can hear us.” Oh my god, they totally heard me.

He kisses my forehead, reassuring me. “The music up there drowns out your screams, my love.” Okay, good. Hold up.

“I was not screaming.”

He gets up from the bed, shrugging. “If you say so.”

“I was not!” I reach over for a towel and wipe myself before getting off the bed and heading for the door.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” I let out a laugh and pick up my cover-up. Did he actually think I was going up like this? Since the skirt I was once wearing is a scarf, I wrap itaround my chest and then tie a bow between my boobs, and it actually looks like a shirt.

We go back upstairs, and I hear August telling someone I’m back. He’s horrible at whispering. Hazel walks out with a cake and sparkling candles while the song “Birthday Bitch” plays on the speaker.

It’s tradition that we dance to this song together. I do my best runway walk toward her, and when she says, “Fuck it up if it’s your birthday, bitch!” I bend down and start shaking my ass as everyone starts cheering me on.

Hazel gets behind me, like every other birthday of ours, and grinds her front against me as a guy would while smacking my ass. We both break into a laugh as the candle goes out. Sire makes his way to me as they change the song and slides his finger along the bottom of the cake.

I see it coming, so I run before he gets the chance to put the frosting on my face. I make it to the end of the boat, but then I have nowhere to go. “You’re cornered, beautiful. Don’t make this harder for yourself.”

“Fine.” I take a step to him, and before he can put it on my face, I say, “Let me lick it off instead.” I gaze up at him, and he looks down at me, smirking. I open my mouth, and just as he brings his finger to my mouth, I turn us and push him off the boat.

I burst into a laugh as he tries to hold his nose before hitting the water, smearing the frosting onto his face. As soon as he’s under, he swims to the surface just as fast. “You little shit!” he calls up to me, wiping the water from his eyes.

I break into another laugh and run away as he heads for the ladder. He built the courage to jump off the boat with me earlier, so I know he’s fine. A few hours go by, and I’m staring off into the sunset with Sire, literally. The sky is a perfect mix of purple andpink, and it’s so satisfying to me how it can be so many different colors every day.

“It’s so pretty, right?”

“Yeah… beautiful.” I look over at him, and he's looking down at me with a warm smile on his face.

“I have a present for you.” Another one? Everything he did today, the flowers, the boat, the manta rays, it was all more than enough.

He pulls my hand and takes me to the middle of the boat. I keep my eyes on him as he pulls out a pastel blue velvet jewelry box and gets down on one knee.What the fuck is he doing?I hear a few people gasping around us, and I feel my heart in my ass.

“Sire, get the fuck up.”

“Let me do this, Vid.” He takes my hand in his, and I stare at him in complete shock. “Vidia, I—”

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