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I i her hands with the hotel’s rose up her breasts The tiny bubbles she created as she rubbed her tits would slide down over her glossy skin, following the curve of her body to run directly between her legs The foa my view of her perfect slit

I stroked my fist over myself and closed ht now? Would her sexy mouth fall open in shock and her eyes fill with disapproval? Or would she s me to join her?

I jerked h to feel good but not enough to s I’d do to her How I’d pin her against the tile and use a hand to explore the same path as the soap bubbles The way she’d ive her a kiss that rivaled the one we’d had yesterday

My dick jerked at the thought

Hoas it that of allher was somehow the hottest?

I hooked my thumbs under the waistband ofdick and giving me more room to ith I palmedthe sheet covering me bounce and tent

My fantasy turned a new direction Hoould Emery react if she walked in on ainst the doorfraaze at ined peeling back the sheet so she could get a better look She’d see th and watch the hurried rise and fall of led to catch my breath

A groan tried to escape, but I clenchedon the bed, seductively crawling over the sheets on all fours to get to ers around the base of hs

“It’s not allowed,” I’d warn

“Shh,” she’d scold back Her warm breath rolled over my skin as she lowered in, parted her lips, and slid her mouth around me

“Fuck,” I uttered both in my head and aloud in the quiet room

She’d iveness with a mouth full of dick as she made it all the way down But the heat of her hot, wetelse No need for an apology The ie made me sweat and my knees weak

I puht at the edge and covered in her saliva, and then I’d roll her onto her back to return the favor I’d get her good and ready to take all ofme to break my vow?

Or would I beg her to let me?

If I didn’t stop, I was going to come, and I sloith the uncertainty of what to do Was I serious about letting her catchoff? I wasn’t shy, and I’d already told her I did it, but this had the potential to backfire spectacularly If Emery didn’t like what she saould she be co a bed the rest of the week

If I was going to co she’d been in the shower, so it could end at anyto see if I could hear her uess how much time I had left—

A soft cry echoed off the tile, just loud enough to be heard It didn’t sound like she’d been startled or was in pain—this breathy gasp was so that sounded a hell of a lot like pleasure

Was she getting herself off right nohile I was out here doing the sa?

“Godda back and stroked furiously It h me, and as I came, I cupped my fist around the head ofEach spurt into my hand was followed by a shudder of bliss, which slowed to a tingling stop

I had both hands claina-covered ceiling, waiting for et out of bed, find soic and distracted by a single thought