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I nodded in delight and got up on all fours. Eric knelt behind me, and before I knew it, I could feel his wonderfully hard cock pressing against me. I braced myself and shivered with a long-awaited ecstasy as he pushed his dick inside of me. I was so wet for him that it didn’t matter how big he was. I gleefully rocked back and forth on my knees, thrusting with him, thrusting together.
But I knew Eric wouldn’t be happy just fucking me. He had to have me come, and before I knew it, he’d grabbed my hand and put it between my legs.
“I want you to touch yourself,” he said. “Okay?”
“Oh, god yes,” I said. I’d agree to anything if it only meant being fucked harder by him. And fuck me harder he did, thrusting into my body as I stimulated myself. Faster and faster he went, and harder and harder I touched myself, and suddenly I remembered that wonderful sensation for the first time, that it was just us, and there was no one else in the whole world. And before I knew it, I’d bent forward into the pillows on the four-poster bed, my free hand wrapped around the post as tight as it could, and I yelled, “Oh yes, oh yes,” as I came harder than I’d ever come in my life, before Eric grunted and cried out, coming inside of me, filling me with heat and light, and we were ourselves again, and each other, and everything.
Whenitwasover,and the whole world had stopped trembling along with us, we lay together in the soft sheets of the bed. I put my hand on the hairs of his chest, feeling with a little pride how sweaty Eric had become. I let my hand wander up through the thick hairs on his chest and smiled at him sideways.
He looked at me. In his eyes, there was more than mere attraction or contentment. A powerful and profound feeling seemed to burn from the depths of his dark irises, and all of a sudden I felt the urge to kiss him again, to tell him how good it had been. But then, before I could even reach up, there was a knock at the door.
“What?” murmured Eric, sitting up.
He turned to me, and the look was gone, replaced now by concern. “Who is that?” he said. “The maid.”
“The maid came this morning,” I said. “I know because she…”
“What?” said Eric, urgently.
“Because she made the bed,” I said.
“Oh, Lord,” he said. “Get dressed.”
“Now?” I said. I was naked and had yanked up the duvet to protect my modesty a little. But there wasn’t time to get dressed without arousing suspicion. I put on the hotel robe, and di my hair up into a rough topknot, the kind I might have used if I was going for a shower. I went to the door and looked through the keyhole.
Oh crap.It was my dad.
“Who is it?” whispered Eric, standing up.
“It’s my dad,” I whispered back to him.
Eric looked at me. It was a look I’d seen in films on the faces of soldiers who are caught in life-or-death situations. Only in some ways, this was much worse than life or death.
“Come on,” I said. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Okay,” he shrugged, and then before I knew it, Eric had leaped up from the bed, flattened the sheets, and wandered into the bathroom, grabbing his boxer shorts and shirt. I tossed his shorts under the bed, grabbed his deck shoes, and threw them into my closet. Then, finally, I opened the door.
“Sweetheart?” he said, nervously, looking through the tiny space I’d opened up in the door. “Is everything okay?”
“Uh, yeah,” I said. “I was just taking a shower.”
“Now?” said Tom. “You know the event starts in an hour, don’t you?”
“Yeah,” I said. “Sorry, I went out to the quay today.”
“So, I heard,” he said, smiling enthusiastically. “Heard that you and Eric got lunch.”
“WHAT?” I said quickly. Then, I tried to look a little more calm. “What, uh, how do you know that?” I said quickly.
“Oh, Christine from my marketing team saw you two get a table,” he said.
“It wasn’t a date,” I said.
“What?” said Tom.
“I mean, it wasn’t…”
But my dad started to laugh. His big, chuckling laugh. I’d cracked him up.
