Page 47 of The One He Desires

My eyes bounce around the room as I take in the hidden gem within this space. A massage chair sits to my immediate left, a small table holding champagne in a bucket of ice, and chocolate-covered strawberries are on the right in front of us. There’s a heart-shaped bed where red and white rose petals form a heart in the center. Toward the back is an area with his/her sinks, and a jacuzzi-style tub sits there. An employee must have recently been here as there’s a bubble bath waiting. My feet move on their own as I take in the totality of this environment.

“Oh, my God! There’s a pool in here. Did you know that? Wow. This is beautiful.”

Sincere chuckles as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. Security fills me instantly as warmth seeps into my body from his connection.

“This is the beginning. How about we shower the drive off and then take advantage of every amenity we have at our disposal?”

A shiver slides down my spine as my arousal enters the room from the huskiness within his words. Based on what’s available here, I already know a time is about to come.

“Sincere!” I pant as his hand connects with my erect nipples as he massages them gently.

Leaning down, he sucks my right nipple into his mouth like a vacuum as his hands continue to rub the left. Have you ever felt something so sensual that you nearly lost your mind? His suction is perfect, the wetness of his mouth, and the speed at which he moves his mouth over it sends my libido into flight. But my God, when he alternates between sucking and licking, I nearly lose my damn mind. “Baby!”

“Ssh.”

“B-but—Sincere.”

Instead of responding verbally, his hands move down between my legs as he strokes my pearl. He pushes into me a few times before my legs shake from the intense orgasm that shoots through my body.

“Sincere!”

“Hm,” he says before placing a gentle kiss on my lips.

However, additional words fail me as I lie unmovable, my heart pumping wildly in my chest. I close my legs slowly before I turn on my side and snuggle into my pillow. Sated and now fully relaxed, sleep finds me seconds later.

I’m not sure how long I’m asleep before I’m awakened to slow strokes in and out of my wet tunnel.

“Ooh.” I purr throatily.

“That’s it, wake up for me, baby. These accommodations are too nice to spend our time asleep.”

“Oh, yes!” I pant as I return to the moment.

“Turn over and arch your back for me.”

It takes my foggy brain minutes to register the request as I get into position without rebuttal. Sincere’s hard dick eases into me from behind, and my eyes momentarily flutter to a close.

“Oh, my God!

“Damn, baby.”

“Fuck me!”

Slowly opening my eyes, I look over my shoulder, and I get lost in Sincere’s dick as it slides in and out of me. The sight is hypnotic, which causes me to throw my ass against his pelvis.

“Fuck! I love you, Journee.”

The declaration in his eyes brokers no argument as my heart skips a beat. Sincere’s recent actions have made me realize I don’t have to doubt the truth of his statement.

“I love you too.” My words are breathy but hold the same genuine inflection as his decree from moments ago.

Sincere’s thrusts increase as we create an intimate dance that this room calls for. I love the thought and attention to detail that went into choosing this location, because it forces me to forget everything and everyone outside of what we’re doing in here. Perspiration covers my back the longer Sincere pushes in and out of me. My hands grip the blankets tight enough to shift the rose petals that once created a perfectly crafted heart. When he pulls out of me, my brows hike as I ponder his reason for interrupting our groove. But a smile slides into place when Sincere changes position and gives me instructions. He sits up on the bed, crosses his legs in the Indian style, and leans against the headboard.

“Climb on.”

For a minute, I just stare at him, unsure if this position is going to be sturdy or pleasurable, as it’s one I’ve never done before. “Huh?”

“I didn’t stutter. Climb on, baby.”