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“We should go back to condomstoday,” I said. “Just to be safe. We’re already kind of taking a risk, since we had sex this morning. If your little swimmers can survive a few days…”
He grinned over at me and said, “I’ll do whatever it takes to keep making love to you, Feisty.” He increased the speed and began jogging again.
I beamed for the rest of my workout. Donovan wasn’t just amazing in the kitchen and bedroom. He was also a good guy.
Way better than my asshole exes, I thought.
When we returned to the room later, Donovan checked his stash. “Shit. I’ve only got one left.”
“One condom?”
He held it up like it was Willy Wonka’s golden ticket. “The sole survivor.”
I crossed my arms over my breasts. “How many did you use before the lockdown?”
He furrowed his brow and stared off. “Let me think. There was Heather. Then Maria. Then the twins, whose names I never learned…”
I smacked him playfully on the chest. “Ha ha. Very funny.”
“I’ll get more tomorrow. I saw them at the grocery store the last time I was there.”
I stood on my toes to brush my lips against his. “In the meantime, we’d better make this one count.”
I stripped out of my workout clothes and got in the shower. I left the bathroom door open, and Donovan took the hint and joined me.
When I checked into the Residencia Al Gladiatore—which felt like years ago—the concierge warned me that the hotel building was old and hot water was scarce. That wasn’t a problem now that Donovan and I were the only two guests, and we took our time in the shower. Donovan hugged me from behind while we let the scalding water run over our bodies. I felt him stiffen against my ass, slick and soapy.
Slowly, Donovan began kissing my neck. I squirted body wash onto a washcloth and rubbed it together until it was covered with bubbles. Before I could wash myself, Donovan took the cloth and began cleaning my body for me. He scrubbed it over my neck, across my shoulders, then down around my breasts. My nipples were instantly hard as he carefully guided the washcloth in a circle around one breast, then the other.
“I think you’re enjoying this too much.”
“I’m enjoying it exactly the right amount,” he growled into my ear, giving it a playful nibble.
He continued scrubbing my body, covering it with soapy suds, then he handed the washcloth back to me. He ducked out of the shower, not even bothering to towel off.
“Was it something I said?” I asked while standing there in shock.
He returned with a piece of gold foil in his hand. He jumped back in the shower, placed the condom on the soap rack, and then took me in his strong arms. I let the washcloth fall to the shower floor as he kissed me, lips soft and seeking.
Donovan lowered himself to my chest, gently sucking on my diamond-hard nipple. I craned my head back and moaned, the sound echoing in the acoustics of the shower. Donovan didn’t stay there long, and continued downward until he was on his knees on the wet tile. He kissed my mound of pubic hair, then slid his tongue up between my legs.
My knees buckled as he went down on me in the shower, licking around my clit and up into my slit. The water ran over his black hair as he buried his face into my sex, devouring me. I loved the way he tasted me, tongue flashing across every surface, painting me with his saliva.
“I want you,” I breathed.
He grinned up at me, his chiseled face glistening from the water. “Not as much as I want you.”
He hastily grabbed the condom from the soap rack. I wrapped my fingers around the ridge of his cock and stroked him while he opened the condom, then rolled it on.
Suddenly he flinched. “Fuck!”
“What?”
He held up the condom. “It ripped.”
“Ohno,” I groaned. “Why is your dick so big!”
He rested back against the shower wall and let the water run over his chest. “You have got to be kidding me.”
