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“Mmm,” I moan, the sound climbing up the back of my throat as cum starts dripping out of my mouth, strands of it going down my chin and neck. “Mmm,” I continue, my eyes closed as I wait for the final spasms of his cock. When they happen, I roll my lips back over his shaft and take his cock out of my mouth.
“Fuck, this was amazing. You have a talent,” he laughs, sighing heavily as he caresses my cheek with the back of his hand. Then, he places two fingers under my chin and forces me to raise my head, his eyes looking for mine.
The moment I return his gaze, I know what he wants me to do… And I just do it.
I swallow all the cum inside my mouth, its saltiness making me feel lightheaded and in a daze. “You missed this,” he whispers with an amused grin, taking his index finger to my chin and brushing it over my skin, picking up the strand of cum hanging there and bringing it back to my lips.
He rubs his cum-coated finger over my lips, painting my mouth in white; I just react by parting my lips and allowing him to slide his finger inside my mouth, sucking it completely dry.
“Much better,” he laughs, and then simply launches himself forward to the pool, sinking down to his neck. Then, grabbing me by the waist, he turns me to him and kisses me. I throw my arms over his shoulders and kiss him back, my eyes closed as I try to process what just happened.
I can’t believe we just did this. Let me repeat that for you: I can’t believe we just did this. I mean, I think I deserve a medal right now, because if I managed to resist Tristan… Well, I guess I can resist everything now, right?
“What are you thinking about?” He asks me as he pulls back from our kiss, still keeping me close to him.
“I’m thinking that this was crazy,” I reply, and I couldn’t have been more honest.
“And that’s why it was so much fun,” he laughs, and I can’t help but laugh as well.
Oh, he’s right. This was fun.
Perhaps too fun.
Megan
I look at myself in the mirror in my part of the hotel suite, touching my mouth as I remember what Tristan felt like as I took him in my mouth. What he tasted like. God, I was so close to doing so much more. I’m half afraid I might still. The night is still young.
After we left the pool, we came back up to shower and get ready for dinner. Now I’m all glammed up in a sexy little black dress. It’s going to drive Tristan wild, I just know it. I smile at the thought. I can’t wait for this dinner.
Not just because it’s going to be uber-romantic in one of the finest restaurants in Miami, but because I’m really enjoying spending time with Tristan. He’s way more attentive than I thought he would be. I guess I didn’t really know what to expect. I mean, he’s seemed like an okay guy through the whole show, but spending this time together one-on-one has proven that he’s so much more than I thought.
I’m so glad he made it to the finals with me. Giving myself one last look in the mirror and fluffing my dark waves, I go out to the living area of the suite to wait. I’m barely in there for a minute before Tristan strolls out from his side, looking like a goddamn GQ model. His eyes meet mine, blazing with lust and intensity, and I just stop and stare.
I can’t even imagine how much the tailored suit he’s wearing must have cost, but it fits him perfectly across his broad shoulders and narrow waist, highlighting his strong arms. He even has custom cuff links that probably cost as much as my college education.
His chiseled jaw has a day’s worth of scruff on it, and it’s so sexy all I want to do is walk over and press my body against him and kiss him until we’re both too crazed to bother with dinner.
“Ready?” he asks.
“What?” I’m so wrapped up in checking him out that it takes a minute to process his words.
“Dinner?” Tristan gives me sexy half-smile and holds out his arm for me to take when a knock on the door distracts us both. He frowns and shrugs, moving to answer the door.
A bellboy stands there holding out a tablet with a piece of paper attached to the top.
“Tristan?” I ask, coming up behind him. “What is it?”
He gives me a confused look and points to the paper. “A note from Chase. It says he has a message for us.”
I take the tablet and walk back to the living area while Tristan tips the bellboy. I hear him shut the door and his footsteps as he walks up behind me, resting his hands on my upper arms.
“Guess we should watch it,” I say, curious. What could this be? Another twist? God, I hope not. What if we have to do something ridiculous? All I want to do right now is pretend I’m not actually on a reality show and just go enjoy my date with Tristan.
Tristan wraps his arms around my waist and takes the tablet in his hands, resting his chin on my shoulder as he taps the screen and brings up the video.
Chase’s picture-perfect face appears with the recorded message, smiling like a fool. “Good evening, Megan and Tristan. I hope your day has been everything you hoped it would be.”
I giggle as I think about our afternoon in the pool. Definitely. Everything and more.
