Page 25 of The Book Signing


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Suddenly Abigail presses her hands against the planes of my chest and pushes me towards the small desk in the room, which holds her laptop and some notebooks. She comes closer to me with a devilish smile as my mind goes into a frenzy as I look at the opportunity in front of me.

The feel of her body is so smooth and warm that it further spikes my need. As I lift Abigail up, her legs automatically go around my waist. She moans and wraps her sexy legs around me, and I take a few steps to the desk and place her on it.

She returns to my lips, kissing me and tugging me against her.

So, this is what happens when a celibate person breaks the chains!

“This is so against what I wanted,” she says against my lips, running her fingers through my hair.

Our lips meet and as I slide my tongue inside her warm mouth, Abigail whimpers, spreading her legs for me wantonly.

Pulling back so I can look at her, wanting to hear her one hundred percent consent. I ask, “Are you still against this?”

She gazes into my eyes with hunger in her reflection and nods.

Her agreement surprises me, although I don’t show it. I was so sure I would satisfy her with my fingers and that’s it. The need for her slams into me, and when she bites her lip, I can’t stay away any longer.

I press my lips against hers, coaxing her tongue as I shove a hand in my back pocket to find a condom I shamelessly keep in there. Stepping away for a second to undo my pants, Abigail’s hands are already there, unzipping me with a sultry smile, as if she is hungry for this.

She tugs the blue chinos down, letting them drop to reveal my pulsing cock standing at the sail, a prisoner behind my designer boxers.

Her hands reach the waistband, tugging it down, and I quickly shuck both the pants and boxers off. Moving back closer to her, relentlessly wanting her touch against my dick, I groan as Abigail’s hand clutches me tightly.

“Fuck, Abi,” I grit out as she pumps me up and down, unable to suppress how good it feels. I couldn’t even if I tried.

She continues the momentum as she whispers, “No one calls me that except family and friends.”

I kiss her neck, trying to contain the need to ask her to go faster. “Looks like we are really friendly right now.” I attempt a chuckle, but groaninstead. “But, damn, if you won’t stop this, I’ll spill right here and that’s not part of my plan.”

She immediately stops and wraps her arms around my neck, shifting herself closer, and my fingers fly to the tops of her shorts. I pull them down like a crazed man before throwing them aside.

Suddenly, a blaring sound comes from Abigail’s cell, interrupting our sexual haze.

“Fuck,” we mumble in unison, as we look into each other’s eyes, realizing how close we got to having sex.

I don’t know what she’s thinking, but I am itching to smash that cell.

She clears her throat and says, “Yes. Well, that was… I, uh, I need to get that.” Then moves away from me, trying to compose herself as she walks over to the bed nightstand and grabs her phone. “Shit, I missed it,” she curses to herself.

As she fiddles with her phone, I straighten myself, willing my cock to calm itself. I look over at Abigail and suppress the need to walk over to her and kiss the living daylights out of her. This isn’t the time. That opportunity sailed away when her damn phone went off.

She seems to send a message and then she places her cell onto the bed-side table and walksover to the bar fridge. As she bends down to open it, I catch sight of her curvy ass, causing me to groan, remembering the feel of them in my hands.

“Do you want some water?” she asks, breaking through the images in my head.

I nod as her gaze meets mine. Something flashes in her eyes, but her composure doesn’t give it away. She grabs two bottles of water from the mini fridge and then extends one to me.

Accepting it, I give her a smile as I untwist the cap, then take a sip of the cold liquid.

It’s a bit too quiet for my liking, though, being used to teasing each other and pushing Abigail’s buttons. It’s amusing to see her all fired up simply because I say cheeky things. Well, at least I see them as cheeky. She likely sees me as a douche, and yet that thought in itself annoys me because I don’t want her to think of me like that.

Why I care so much is beyond me.

“So, what are your plans for the rest of the afternoon?” I ask, shrugging off the confusing thoughts.

Abigail looks at me and cocks her head to the side with a shrug. “A walk around the resort to check out the other side, then dinner and bed. I’m quite tired.”

Before I have a chance to answer, her cell vibrates, and she walks over to the bed-side table to check it again.

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