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InsteadofansweringWalt just to drive him a little crazier, I shrug.
“Everie…” he warns.
“I got you a yacht, but you have to name it yourself.”
Walt’s brow furrow. “You got me a what?”
“A yacht.”
“Why?” He asks. “Not that I’m complaining. You plan on driving me crazier?”
This makes me chortle and I roll my eyes.
“I do not make you crazy, news flash, Walton Cambridge, you’ve been crazy. Plus, you said you wanted a yacht.”
Walt smirks. “I did, didn’t I?”
“Yes,” I nod. “I got Whit one too, so you two can have matching yachts. I don’t know if he’ll want one, but he can always rent it out to people if he doesn’t want it.”
“Where are the keys to this baby?” Walt asks, standing up and I’m trying not to jump him because who stands in front of a sane, very much attracted to her boyfriend woman in their boxers? Walt Cambridge, that’s who.
“Oh, you want them, or do you want me to pretend to be upset so you could break my door down like a caveman?”
“Shut up, Everie.” He says as he lowers himself, making him eye level with me. “You liked it and you won’t get another chance for me to do that because you won’t be in a room with a door.”
Walt leans in and kisses my neck.
“What about the bathroom?” I ask as Walt pushes me back onto the bed.
He straddles me, and he smirks, flipping us with me on top. “You’re not allowed to pee in peace. I’ll teach Coco to snitch on you.”
I roll my eyes and decide to tease Walt by grinding my Terry cloth shorts covered pussy in a circular motion over his boxered dick. Walt groans.
“Walt,” I moan out his name as I lean in, run my fingers through his hair and bite his neck. I suck while practically dry humping him as his dick gets harder. I lick the spot and trace over my teeth mark on his skin.
“Yes, baby?” Walt groans as his fingers dig into my exposed skin courtesy of the cropped tank.
I kiss up his jaw and form a fist in his hair as he lets out a grunt. He is driving me insane, and I lean into his ear, moaning. “I’m hungry.” I say.
“What?” He asks again.
I sit up, stopping everything that I was doing, but my hands have a mind of their own as they slide down his body. His very rock-hard body and precious tattoos on his body. I’m so lost in looking at him that a slap on my ass pulls me back. I look back up at Walt.
“Hmm?”
“What did you say?” Walt asks.
“I said I’m hungry. Let’s go eat in Venice and then Santorini.”
“Let’s go and you’ll pay for teasing me like this, baby. I promise.” Walt devilishly smiles. “You know you won’t win at this game.”
“I’m looking forward to it, Mr. Cambridge.”
“Good. What will you give me if you lose?” Walt cocks his brow.
“I don’t know.”
