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“I thought you wanted me to wear the plug.”
I bought the plug and said those things as a deterrent, somehow contradicting every goal I had when all of this started by trying to get her to fold.
“How could I forget?” I say, grabbing the box from the dresser. “Let me wash it first. Bend over the bed.”
Of course my cock is hard before the water even warms in the sink, the thrill of inserting it into her turning me on probably more than it should.
That arousal has nothing on the wave that hits me in the chest when I step back into my room.
She’s not on the opposite side of the room facing me like I had anticipated. She’s on my side of the bed, bent at the waist. That alone would be enough to turn me on, but she’s pulled her dress up and panties to the side, the black lace digging into her right ass cheek. She’s on fucking display. I can see all of her, and it’s easy to see that she’s just as turned on, her arousal catching the light and glinting with wetness.
Knowing this may be the very last time I’m able to be alone with her, I drop to my knees behind her, burying my face in her pussy without warning.
I lock my hands at the back of her thighs, pinning her to the bed and making it impossible for her to fall. She also can’t get away as I lick and suck on her delicate flesh.
She whimpers and moans at first, but it never takes this woman long to forget that others may hear. Maybe she honestly just doesn’t care if people know what we’re doing in here.
“Fuck, yes!” she growls. “So good. Please, T. Make me come.”
She praises me with moans of pleasure when I dip two fingers inside of her, the clench of her pussy around my digits nearly enough to make me pull my cock out and fuck her.
I don’t. That’s not the goal right now. Pulling my slick fingers from her pussy, I lift them higher, sweeping over her asshole.
She jolts, her body tensing before she relaxes and presses back against my hand. God, this woman is a damn goddess. We’ve spent so much time in my bed over the last week, I was sure things would turn stale, but it’s just the opposite. I can’t get enough of her, and she seems just as addicted as I feel.
Dipping the tip of one finger into her ass is all it takes for the woman to orgasm, her pussy flexing against my mouth.
She whimpers when I press my finger deeper, but it doesn’t sound like rejection, and she proves it when she reaches under her and presses two of her own fingers inside her pussy, letting me take care of the other hole.
I swat her hand out of the way with a growl, dipping the plug into the wetness threatening to roll down her thighs, coating it.
She sounds displeased when I pull my finger from her ass, but she quickly changes her tune when I tap the plug against the puckered flesh.
“That feels so good,” she moans. “More.”
I tease her with the plug, dipping it in and pulling it back out before pressing it all the way until her body locks around the base, securing it in place.
“So fucking pretty,” I say, biting her ass cheek before standing.
Before moving the lace of her panties back, I reach down and press the button that activates the plug. She squeals, straightening up from the new sensation, and I hold her to my chest until she’s accustomed to it enough not to want to climb the walls.
“I don’t think the battery will last all the way to Denver, but maybe we’ll get lucky.” I press my lips to her neck, letting my eyes drift closed as I flatten my palm on her lower belly. I need just one more second before my world explodes.
“We can always stay in this room and fuck all day long,” I whisper into her ear, doing exactly what I swore I wouldn’t do. “There’s no need to drive all the way to Denver.”
She rolls her head back on my shoulder. “Think Isaac would be okay with it happening here?”
I wasn’t even thinking about the other man. When I pictured us staying, he wasn’t a part of the equation. Hearing her mention him in this moment kills me, but it also confirms exactly what I was expecting, what I was needing to take this final step and move on from her.
I step back when she goes to cover my hand with her own. Affection from her leading up to what we’re planning to do is the very last thing I need right now.
“I bet Ugly is waiting for us,” I say as I cross the room and open the door.
