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“Are you serious?”
Closing his eyes, he nodded. “I just wanted a taste,” he said with a satisfied smirk.
I tried to move out of his grip, but he snatched me closer and smacked me on the ass. “Stop.”
“Stop teasing me, please…” I hated to whine, but the liquid seeping down my legs would only get worse if I couldn’t release. Esteban roamed a hand up and down my back and pressed a kiss to my forehead.
“If you go to sleep now, I promise to give you more orgasms tomorrow after the boat ride.”
“What if I want to skip the boat ride?”
Turning over to spoon me from behind, he ran a hand up and down my arm and leg.
“Tomorrow, you can ride me all night long baby. Get some sleep.”
The early morning sunlight beamed brightly into the bedroom. I pushed the covers over my head, not wanting to get up. For the first time in a long while I slept like a baby snuggled in Esteban’s arms, listening to his soft snores.
Smack!
Jumping up in annoyance, I rubbed my ass. “Esteban!” I chided. I shoved the covers back and pushed my feet into the house shoes he had purchased for me. I angrily grabbed the robe on the back of the door.
“Time for you to get up.”
“It’s not even seven thirty yet!”
“Whenever I come out here, I like to get up early.”
“Why?” Instead of waiting for the answer, I walked into the bathroom, taking the fresh toothbrush and paste so I could get my day started.
“My sanctuary.” He came up behind me to nuzzle his head in between my shoulders. Esteban went to turn on the shower. I glanced at him through the mirror, watching his muscles flex, and his rod stick up through his boxers.
Spitting out the toothpaste, I rinsed my mouth. I sauntered over and stood on tiptoes in front of him. I wound my arms around his neck and sucked on his bottom lip.
“Hop in the shower with me.”
“As much as I want to do that, I have breakfast cooking. Get dressed and meet me downstairs.”
“You’re no fun.”
Chuckling, Esteban stretched a hand around my throat. “Fun will come later when you’re sitting on my face again.”
There was weakness in my legs at his words, making it hard to stand.
“Shower, breakfast, and then boat ride.”
“Okay,” I responded, in a trance.
Thirty minutes passed by and I loved that he had all my hair products and body washes I’d need to get through the mini vacation. Once dressed in a short set, I went downstairs to sit at the table and watch him clean up the kitchen before joining me to eat.
“You cooked all this food by yourself?”
“Did you think I grew up with maids and butlers?”
I poured syrup on my pancakes. “Yes,” I answered.
“You are right! Also, they taught me a few things and my mother made sure I knew how to take care of myself.”
“Mmmmm…” I moaned at the sweet taste of chocolate pancakes and sausages.
