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Jane Austen’s ghost!
This man is hung like a damn elephant trunk.Of course he is.A man as Adonis-like and commanding as Aleck Fox would only have the most beautiful penis I have ever seen in my life. It almost makes me hate him more.
It’s not so long that I’m worried it will end up in my throat when we fuck, but long enough to hit the spots I want it to. Thick and veiny, with an almost indistinguishable curve to the right. I lick my lips, needing him inside me likeyesterday.
“I’m sorry for your loss,” he says, slowly stroking his engorged cock.
“Huh?”
“I’m about to murder your pussy, Winter.”
Laugher immediately brings tears to my eyes, and I reply, “May she rest in peace.”
Aleck grabs my hip, digging his fingers into my skin, then lines himself up with my entrance. I bite down on my lower lip as we both watch his tip ease into me slowly.
RAP! RAP! RAP!
Aleck and I both jump when the door to our suite shakes almost off its hinges from someone banging on the outside.
“Fuck!” Aleck shouts, then pulls the condom off his dick, lifts his joggers back over his raging erection, and stuffs the condom into his pocket.
“What the hell?” I quickly sit up, then scoot off the edge of the island.
“Winter!” a smooth, male voice calls through the door. “Open up, beautiful.”
“Shit!” I hiss, swiping my panties from the floor, clumsily stepping into them. “It’s Keith.”
Aleck’s eyes narrow into daggers. “Who the fuck is Keith?”
I scurry to the door and flip on the light. “Act natural!” I whisper-shout. My eyes drop to the tent in Aleck’s joggers. “Jesus, tell Señor Ladykiller to stand down.”
He looks down, then adjusts his erection. “It doesn’t fucking work that way, Winter. Seriously though, who thefuckis Keith?” he grits again, but I ignore him and open the door.
ELEVEN
WINTER
Iswing the door open to find my two grinning best friends.
“Guuuuuys!” I smile back, trying to hide how horrified I am.
They’ll see through me. They’ll see through me. They’ll see through me.
Dottie and Keith stand in the hallway, both holding bottles of wine. Keith’s gaze travels my disheveled state, then settles on my eyes.
“Surprise. We were able to drive up early.”
“We have our own room, but we wanted to drop in to see you…” Dottie’s head tilts to the side, taking in my shaking hands. “Winter?”
“Yeah?” I boom, wincing when it comes out too loud.
“Why do you look like a high-priced escort?”
“I don’t!” My voice cracks, so I clear my throat and try again. “I don’t. We-I-we went to get some food. We got food and some drinks.”
“Who’swe?” Dottie says, playfully throwing her hand over her mouth. “Winter, are youfuckingthe billionaire?”
I shrug, laughing off the question, failing miserably at seeming casual. “No, I am not fucking themillionaire.”
