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“Anything else, Princess?” Royce asks with a sly grin.
Oh, yeah. There is plenty you’re going to do when I get you back to the hotel.
This morning, we made a plan for the day. After I finish taking my pictures, we’ll have lunch then go back to the hotel where Royce will pack, and at around six in the evening, I’ll take him to the airport.
All that is well and good except Royce will spend his packing time packing me full of his dick.
Hmm.
Just thinking about him inside me has my pussy chafing in my thong. I squeeze my thighs together under my denim skirt to stop the sensation. As if in answer, my nipples pop out under my black AC/DC t-shirt Seth got me for Christmas last year. Damn glad the shirt is black.
It hides my arousal.
Royce tilts his head back and closes his eyes, reminding me of a little kid in his appreciation of the heat on his face.
“I love this, Sin. Traipsing after you and watching you interact with people has given me a new hobby. I find I enjoy being outdoors, breathing the fresh air and hearing laughter.” He pulls me close and kisses my forehead. “Work and fundraising were all I thought about before. I’m going to do more things outside when I get home to New York.”
My heart stutters at the thought of him leaving. It always does when he talks of home.
Unaware of my reflections, Royce continues, “Hey, if you don’t need me, I’ll get us a couple of drinks from that cart I saw back there.” He nods in the direction we’ve come. The cart is at the entrance of the lake, about ten minutes away.
“Great. I’m really thirsty.” I throw him a wink just so he won’t mistake my meaning. His eyes grow wide, and then he blushes, ducking his head.
So damn hawt.
I watch him walk away until he turns the bend, admiring the way he struts without making it seem like he does. His gait is so self-assured, confident. It is a shame that even how he moves has me thinking lustful thoughts.
Forcing myself to concentrate on the task at hand, I snap a few candid photos of people milling around the lake.
The day is beautiful. Full of sunshine and fluffy clouds. The air has warmed up this morning, but for late October, that is to be expected.
I sit on the bench and tilt my head up, hoping to catch a few rays. Before I close my eyes, in my peripheral vision, I see a man walk towards me.
My mind zeros in on his face, and before I know what I’m doing, I’m lifting my hand in a wave. I move it in the air a few times before I register that this man is not Royce.
Although he is dressed similarly to Royce in a t-shirt and shorts, this man has reddish brown hair, not black. He is just as tall as Royce, but not as muscular, and yes, he carries it off well.
Strange though how they share the same jaw. Those killer cheekbones.
And if he isn’t giving me some kind of smile…Royce’ssmile.
I drop my hand, my brows knitting in confusion.
A grin breaks out on his handsome face, almost as if he enjoys my bewilderment.
I hold my breath. No one else is around. What if this look alike wants to do me harm?
Eyeing him warily, I tense, ready to fight if he gets too close.
He is a few yards away when suddenly he dips down a path and… disappears.
I stand, trying to glimpse him through the foliage…
Someone taps me on the back. I nearly scream.
It’s only Royce, holding two bottles of water.
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost? Are you okay?”
