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Cruz looked down at me. “Flights to Prague are tomorrow. Or you want to go someplace else?”

“Prague will be nice.” I poked him in the rib, which hurt my finger more than it hurt him, I suspected. “It’s supposed to be very romantic.”

Cruz almost choked on his whiskey. “Right, I’ve had enough out of you. Time to shut you up again for a while.”

He led me back to the bedroom by the hand, pushing me to sit on the bed in front of him. “Take your robe off,” he commanded. I complied, slowly untying the bathrobe and letting it fall down my body, slowly revealing my naked breasts, and then my pussy. I opened my legs.

He got down onto his knees, looking at me as he started kissing my inner thigh, the pleasure of his tongue and lips mixed with the sharpness of his stubble.

“If you want me to be quiet.” I said, voice quivering, “you’re going the wrong way about it.”

I gasped as his tongue entered me.

Chapter Twelve

Cruz

I awoke to find Alexandra’s head resting on my chest, relieved to find out that the previous night hadn’t all been just a dream.

The night before had been the best of my life. A quick, hard fuck followed by companionship, followed by long, slow and sensual sex. The memory of Alexandra riding me, her breasts bouncing in my face, and the feel of her warm, wet skin on mine made me aroused all over again.

Shit. Ain’t got time for that now. There’ll be plenty of time in Prague though, I thought.

I struggled to control my rising erection, and swiftly rose out of bed to get a cold shower.

I looked down at my watch. 11:00? Shit. How the fuck did I sleep in that long?

It seemed I had worn myself out last night, but it had definitely been worth it.

I froze as I got to the living room on my way to make coffee, after my shower had calmed my arousal somewhat. I looked towards the front entrance. The fucking door was open.

What the fuck. Did we leave it open all night? I wondered. I somehow found that unlikely though.

I panicked, a sick feeling forming in the pit of my stomach. I ran to grab my revolver from my suit and then searched room-to-room, armed with nothing but my boxers and a fully loaded .357.

But I found nothing.

I went back to check on Alexandra. She was still sound asleep.

Deep disappointment came over me. What had I done? I couldn’t keep the girl safe if my defenses were down. And if her dad found out, I was screwed.

At that moment, I decided that no one needed to know. And the longer I stared at the door, the more I became sure that in the heat of passion, I’d forgotten to close it behind us.

Regardless, I needed to get a grip. I was losing my sharpness and was falling deeply in love with Alexandra.

I went to make some coffee, trying to clear my head of the confused thoughts flowing through it. I didn’t do emotions. They confused the hell out of me.

After filling two mugs, I went back to Alexandra’s bedroom. She was stirring, rubbing her face as she rose from under the cover, unbothered by her nakedness

“Hey handsome.” Her breasts hung down, swinging deliciously as she leaned forward to take a mug from me.

“Time to get ready. We got a plane to catch,” I said, a little too gruffly. I was immediately annoyed for letting my anger show.

“Okay grumpy. Give me half an hour,” she said with a frown before blowing on the hot coffee.

I stood in front of her for a second, inner turmoil threatening to overwhelm me. I thought back to the previous night, my mind calculating and cold, pushing Alexandra out of conscious thought.

A deep breath cleared my mind further. I visualized the dark saloon I’d seen as we?

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