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“I could do this all night.” I nearly weep at how stunning she is.
On the brink of nirvana, Jordan writhes unabashedly. Her chest rises and falls erratically. She scrapes her nails along my scalp as her heels dig into my back. Her blonde hair is tangled and disheveled, makeup is smeared under her eyes. I add a third finger and her pussy grips them like a vise. With my free hand, I push her thigh up and out and bury my face in her, lapping and feasting until cute little mewls morph into high-pitched wails and she lets go—convulsing around me.
I’m pretty sure the entire hotel floor can hear her.
I withdraw my fingers but pepper persistent kisses on her clit as she comes down and her breathing calms. My cock strains against my jeans, aching to find its way inside her, but there’ll be time for that later. I know staving off pleasure will make my release all the more spectacular. Something instinctive yearns to show her how to do the same—push her to her limits. Help her know what her body is truly capable of.
Standing, I smooth my hands up her thighs and step in between her legs. She watches me strip through hooded, satiated eyes.
My voice is strained as I seek permission from this gorgeous woman. “Is this okay?”
“Yes.” She leans up on her elbows. “It’s your turn.”
Pumping my cock from root to tip, she watches me tap the crown on her lips. “Take me all the way to the back of your throat.”
“It’s not going to fit.” Her wide eyes flick up to mine. “You’re too big.”
“You can do it.” I feed it to her and her lips stretch around me until she gags.
Her hot, wet mouth is like liquid velvet. Fuck, what she's doing with her tongue…holy fucking shit. God, she's swallowing the head of my cock…
My eyes practically roll back in my head and all thoughts of withholding my orgasm fly out the window. I grip her cheeks with my palms and fuck her mouth and she takes it. Her hands cup my ass, she pulls me to her and I’m done…
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.
I’m jolted awake from my vivid dream by an ungodly sound with my hand wrapped around my wet cock. Jesus. I’ve made a mess.
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.
What the actual fuck. Is someone at my door?
BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.
Yep. Someone’s trying to reach me. I’m going to kill the doorman for letting them up.
After cleaning the sticky mess off my hand and dick with the sheet, I reluctantly get out of bed and throw on some joggers. Memories of fucking Jordan in Vegas give way to reality and the weight of yesterday’s events presses heavily on my chest.
Our conversation—if you could call it that—took a turn I didn’t expect.
My big reveal was incredibly clumsy and about as far away from how I'd pictured it. In my mind, I’d out myself, we’d have a chuckle, reminisce about crazy nights in Vegas and I’d ask her out. Use her Tryst List as a key to fulfilling her fantasies and make her fall in love with me.
Because I’m hopelessly in love with her.
In retrospect, it was a horrible plan.
While I’ve always been ashamed of how I left her all those years ago, I had no idea how deeply my actions hurt her to the core. For years, I’ve been pining for Jordan while her resentment toward me has been building. Then I show up for a tattoo and expect—what? A glorious reunion?
Fuck. I’ve handled this situation terribly. Something magical could have blossomed between us and I’ve only made everything worse.
Fuck times two. I leave for London tomorrow and I won't get the chance to apologize before I go. Although, I doubt she'd be amenable to seeing me after throwing me out of her shop.
Doesn't mean I'm giving up.
Fuck. What do I do?
The sharp buzz of the doorbell reminds me of why I was rudely wakened from my favorite wet dream about her. Glancing at the video feed of my security cameras, I’m perturbed to find my mother on the other side. Jesus Christ. Taking a deep breath to steel myself, I open the door.
