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“Tell me how you want it.” I was normally the one to take charge, but tonight I wanted her to call the shots.
“Take off your boxers, then lie on the bed.”
I did as I was told, wishing I could see her better in the dark room.
Her hand gripped around my cock, tentative at first, but growing bolder as she explored my length.
“Jesus, you’re perfection,” she murmured.
I couldn’t respond because in the next instant, her lips had fastened on my crown. Little licks down my shaft to my base followed. I wasn’t sure if her moves were practiced or exploratory, but it felt like torture in the very best way. My hands gripped the sheets, and I struggled not to make a fool of myself and come early.
“Baby, you’re killing me.”
She pushed me between her lips, humming.
The sensation caused my balls to draw up. “Oh, fuck.”
She took me deep. Then again and again as she set a rhythm. I gritted my teeth, wanting to prolong the exquisite pleasure for as long as possible. But once her assault included sucking my balls into her mouth, I knew I was on borrowed time. I’d been hard over the last hour, I wouldn’t last much longer. “I’m going to come.”
She didn’t let up, instead doubling down on her efforts.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I moaned, ejaculating long spurts into her mouth.
She swallowed like a pro, licking her lips as if what I gave her wasn’t enough.
This beautiful woman had officially rocked my world.
Chapter Eleven
Oakley
The alarm on my phone woke me out of a deep sleep. After finding the offending device, I pressed the off button and rolled over to find Max’s side of the bed empty. A glance toward the bathroom confirmed he’d left the room.
Flipping onto my back, I reveled in how well I slept after we’d participated in the oral Olympics. Never again would I date another twenty-something-year-old. Nope, only older men who knew what they were doing from now on. Max had also managed to lift a weight of shame off my chest about the video with my ex. He hadn’t judged me for it.
We had this weekend. We’d promised to enjoy one another, but come Sunday when we went home, it would be over. I’d meant it when I said I wasn’t looking for a relationship, but I’d be lying if I said a couple days would be enough time with him.
I started to get excited about the idea he might be downstairs in the giftshop buying condoms. But wait, did they even have condoms here? They had to, right? Like, Hotel 101: have condoms available in the gift shop.
Knowing I had no more time to dawdle, I dragged myself into the shower. The plans for today consisted of breakfast with the girls, a full-day spa treatment, and then the rehearsal followed by the rehearsal dinner tonight. By the time I was dressed and ready, still no Max. I fought my disappointment.
Wedding duties awaited.
Max
The cold air burned my lungs, yet the outdoor run was exhilarating. Much better than the usual treadmill runs in my apartment. After I started out on the five-mile course I’d planned on my phone, I let my music relax my body and my mind go clear.
Yet as much as I fought it, the memory of Oakley took precedence. Fuck, she’d been so incredible. And having her body curled into me while she slept had done something to me.
I found myself picking up the pace, wanting nothing more than to wake her up with my tongue. After that, my mission was to drive into town and get condoms.
It wasn’t easy to run with a semi-hard penis, so I turned around sooner than I’d intended and sprinted back. As I entered the front lobby, however, all other thoughts were doused when I spotted my mother at the front desk.
She was smaller than I remembered. Her jet-black hair was cut in the same blunt bob I’d always known, but it looked to be peppered with gray. When she turned, I noted a few more wrinkles, but my mother was still a beautiful woman. Her brows went high when she spotted me, and we both stood there as if in a trance.
I decided to go first. “Hi.”
Tears came to her eyes. “Hi.”
