Page 71 of Not in the Plans


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Wendy knocks on the door, peeking her head inside. “Shall we start the massages?”

“You know what, Wendy? I think we’ll pass,” Tag says, not looking at her.

“They are included,” she clarifies.

My nipples pebble under his stare. I don’t want a couples massage. All I want is to be with Tag.

Something that we both seem to be in agreement on. His tone leaves no room for argument.

“Not tonight.”

Chapter Nineteen

TAG

Fuck. Me.

I have never been so hard in my entire God damn life. From the minute we walked into the small suite and Liv shucked her coat, I’ve been dying to sink inside her sweet pussy.

A Lust Supper?

I had no idea such a thing existed.

It was an exercise in patience as Liv and I touched and fed each other during dinner. All I wanted to do was pull her into my lap and fuck her senseless.

Walking back into the room, I kick the door shut and start to undo the buttons on my shirt.

“Care to help?” Liv pulls her hair over one shoulder and turns away from me.

“Gladly.”

The sound of the zipper snicks through the room as I pull it lower, over the curve of her ass. Grabbing the sides of the material, I help her out of it. It pools into a pile by her feet.

“Holy shit,” I mutter to myself.

Liv turns, in nothing but her fuck-me heels and a lacy black thong.

“You like?”

“Olivia.” I wrap my hands around her waist and pull her close. “You look stunning."

“Thank you.” She steals a kiss before gliding her hands over my still-covered abs. “Now, time for you to strip.”

She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I undo the buckle on my belt and shed my shoes, socks, and pants before pulling my shirt off.

Liv stops my hand before I can take off my briefs.

“Hold on. I have one more surprise for you.” Liv grabs her purse and pulls out a black, felt bag.

“What’s that?” I rub a hand over my hard dick through my briefs, not sure if I’m going to make it much longer.

“Open it.” Liv tosses it my way and I catch it with ease.

Pulling the drawstrings open, I’m stunned. “Really?”

Liv steps toward me and I instinctively wrap a hand around her. Her skin is so damn soft. Nipples diamond hard as they brush against my chest.

“I thought they would be fun to try tonight.”