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“Hey.” Her smile is mischievous and her aqua eyes sparkle. I’m really hoping that waiting thing is over.
“Is everything okay?” I give her the once-over. She looks fine.
She flips the ice bucket into the chair next to the table. Then she fiddles with the tie on the robe and it slips open, the two sides of the robe falling to her sides. She pushes it off her shoulders and lets it fall to the floor. I expected to find her naked, but it’s even better. Shayna’s wearing a Kingsmen jersey, and when she spins around, it’s my last name and number across the back.
“Fuck, that’s hot, shy pie.”
She wiggles her ass a bit—which I can’t see because of the oversized jersey she’s wearing—and looks at me over her shoulder. “I thought you’d like.”
“Love. I fucking love it.” I come up behind her and let my hands slide down to her hips, then press my growing erection into her back. “But what were you going to do if someone saw you?”
She spins in my arms. “I was going to lie about locking myself out of my room accidentally when I went down to the ice machine. It’s on your floor, you know.”
“I told you you’re smarter than me.” I bring my lips to hers.
We sink into the kiss and I take my time. It’s only been days, but it feels like years since I kissed her.
She pulls away too soon. “And I told you that I’d make up for the fact that we couldn’t see each other for a few days.”
“You’re a woman of your word.”
Her hands slide down my bare chest until she cups my hard cock and squeezes. “Am I ever.”
Shayna drops to her knees in front of me and my breath sticks in my throat.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
“Living up to my word.” Her lips press against the fabric of my black boxer briefs and my straining erection.
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” She gives me a look that makes me think this woman was made for sin, then she eases my boxer briefs down my legs.
When the fabric drops to my ankles, I kick them out of the way. Shayna fists the base of my cock with one hand and gently runs her mouth up and down my shaft. But she doesn’t open her mouth or give me her tongue, something that makes me needy and causes my dick to twitch in her hand.
“Patience, patience,” she teases.
Her hot breath hits my sensitive skin and when she squeezes the base a low growl sounds in my throat. She must take it as a sign that my patience is about to snap because this time when she drags her mouth from base to tip her tongue drags along with it.
I groan when she sucks the tip into her warm, wet mouth, and my hand goes into her hair, but I restrain myself from forcing her to do what I want, letting her remain in control. Shayna slides her mouth down my shaft. When she retreats back to the tip, her hand follows, squeezing that perfect amount.
She repeats the motion over and over. My hand tightens in her hair, and she moans around my cock. Fuck, the sight of her plump lips wrapped around my cock, wearing just my jersey, takes me to the edge too quickly. When her other hand gently squeezes my balls, I can’t hold back any longer.
My hips move on their own and she lets me take control. I fuck her face while her expressive eyes stare up at me, and that’s when I decide that I want to see myself on her, like a branding.
“Lose the jersey.” My voice is commanding.
She wastes no time, pulling the jersey up and over her head, then her mouth is back on my cock again. I push my hand in her hair and don’t hold back. I love the way her tits bounce every time I bottom out at the back of her throat. Before long, my balls tighten and I’m on the verge of coming.
I pull out just in time to jerk myself off onto her tits, groaning while I paint her milky skin white. My softening cock twitches in my hand when she drags a finger through my cum and circles her nipple.
This woman could very well be my undoing.
“Hang on a second.” With shaky legs, I walk into the bathroom, wet a washcloth under warm water, and bring it back to her.
She holds out her hand to take it from me, but I’m nothing if not a gentleman. I get down on my knees in front of her and wipe my cum from her chest. When I’m done, I toss the washcloth to the side.
“Best surprise ever.” I take her in my arms, showing her with a kiss just how much I enjoyed what we did.
