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She moaned, reaching back to cup my head and pull me against her neck. I brushed my lips slowly against her skin, my cock throbbing beneath the water now. I couldn’t care less if someone had seen us by then; I just wanted to touch her, to hold her, to show her in no uncertain terms just how badly I wanted her.

Suddenly, she drew back from me.

“Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed, clapping a hand over her mouth. “I heard someone out there. Do you hear that?”

I paused, and sure enough, there were voices passing down the corridor outside.

“Don’t worry,” I whispered. “They’re not going to come in here.”

“You’re sure...?”

A few moments later, they were gone, and she let out a long breath of relief.

“That was way too close,” she told me. “Can we go back to the room?”

“Of course we can,” I replied, grinning. Honestly, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to cope for too much longer without feeling myself inside of her, and kissing her out here in the pool was a special kind of delicious torture.

We grabbed our stuff and got dressed again, shooting looks to the corridor outside to make sure we weren’t about to be busted. She headed for the door first and rushed through it, gesturing for me to follow behind her.

She was trying to stifle giggles as we headed back to the room, but as soon as we were back through the door, she dissolved into a fit of laughter.

“I can’t believe I just did that,” she blurted out as she wrapped her arms around me again. Her clothes were damp and clinging to her, showing off the shape of her body beneath. But still, despite that, it was her smile that lit me up the most—seeing her so carefree, so happy, just having fun. I wanted to give that to her in any way that I could.

I kissed her again, pushing the door shut behind us and locking it. I didn’t want anyone to disturb us.

We were going to make the most of this hotel room, and of this time together. I wasn’t going to waste a second.

CHAPTER 21

LILY

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THE TWO OF US TUMBLED on to the bed together, waking Silver and sending her sulking off to the other side of the room. I didn’t care—the only thing I could think about right now was Warren and making the most of this little break from reality in any way I could.

“You were so damn sexy down there,” he murmured, brushing his lips against mine softly. “You have no idea how much you turned me on.”

“Oh, I think I have some ideas,” I replied playfully, reaching down to skim my fingers over the front of his pants. I could feel his hardness beneath them, had felt it nudging up against me in the swimming pool, and I wanted nothing more than to indulge myself in him again.

“Maybe I can show you,” he remarked, and he began tracing his way down my body again, pulling off the clothes I had hastily tossed on for our run up here. I smiled as I felt his lips trail over my stomach, my whole body tingling with excitement as he touched me. I could feel the warmth already spreading through my lower body, my need for him reaching that point where I couldn’t think of anything else any longer.

“Oh,” I gasped as he pulled down my panties and planted a kiss at the crease of my thigh. He let out a low growl of desire, and I could tell how much he wanted this.

He planted a kiss against my clit, and I shuddered on the bed before him, hardly able to control myself. Swirling his tongue around my clit, he took his time, teasing out every drop of pleasure he could as he went down on me.

Lifting his hand, he slid it up and between my legs, pushing inside of my pussy and easing me open. I sank down farther on the bed, a moan escaping my lips. This felt so damn decadent in the best way possible, hooking up with him right here on the hotel bed, the two of us unable to deny our want for each other.

He drew my clit between his lips and began to suck softly as he fingered me, pushing his fingers in and out slowly. I wished it was his cock inside of me instead, but right now, the feel of his mouth on my pussy was way too good to pass up. I looked down at him, watching him as he went down on me, and the sight burned itself into my brain. He glanced up at me, eyes locking with mine, and I shivered on the bed, my hips lifting almost of their own accord to grind against his face.

I could already feel the orgasm building inside of me, the excitement from our dash down to the pool already getting me overheated. I had never done anything like this with someone before, but when I was with him, it felt safe somehow—like I didn’t have anything to worry about. As though I could just let go, relax, and focus on nothing but the way it made me feel.

I reached down to grasp his hair, holding him in place, though it didn’t look like he would rather have been anywhere else. He lapped his tongue in long, slow strokes up my clit, applying a soft, even pressure, and I felt the insides of my thighs starting to twitch, a sure sign I was getting close to the edge.

When the orgasm finally hit me, it seemed to wash in deep waves from between my legs to consume my entire body. He stilled his fingers inside of me, continuing to stroke his tongue against my swollen nub until the pleasure almost got too much for me. I could see the corners of my vision starting to blur as the sheer intensity of it took control of me, the delicious sensations tingling right down to the tips of my fingers.

Finally, I pushed him back so I could catch my breath. He glanced up at me, his face smeared with my wetness, a grin spreading over his lips.

“Come here,” I demanded, reaching down to pull him on top of me again. I stripped him out of his clothes quickly as we made out, tasting the remnants of my wetness on his mouth, a reminder of where he had just been—of what he had just done to make me come as hard as I had. I was already grinding against him against as he kicked off his pants, silently begging for him to enter me, needing to feel him inside of me.