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This was all for his pleasure and I loved that I could unravel him in this way just as he had to me. The feel of his cock thrusting and out of my mouth was so fucking sexy that I couldn’t help but submit and allow him to use me in every way that he wanted.
It didn’t take long for him to come once again. I pumped him harder and faster, sucking and rolling my tongue, and in no time all the muscles in his hips tensed.
He came then with a loud agonized groan, and it gave me so much pleasure to hear him and feel the trembling of his thighs underneath my hands.
The thick ropes sent down my throat slightly choked me but I didn’t let a single drop of it go to waste.
I lapped his salty head clean, and then when our eyes met again, I picked up the last bit from the corner of my lips and rubbed it against my tongue.
“You’re a fucking gorgeous woman do you know that?” he said and despite how hard I tried to not be moved by his compliment, I couldn’t help the bright red flush that spread across my cheeks. I felt so appreciated and refreshed that I didn’t know what to do with myself. Even standing to my feet made me wobbly but when he pulled me once again into his arms and kissed me, my entire body went limp.
“Ready to go back upstairs?” he asked and I nodded.
I wanted so badly to embrace him but he let go of me quicker than I’d hoped so I couldn’t try for it. I convinced myself as we began to gather and pack up our things that I didn’t need to, but the fact that I couldn’t just ask was one more thing that made me sad. I loved cuddling so much but there was a level of comfort and intimacy that was required for it to be wonderfully sweet and we didn’t have that, at least not yet and probably never will. In my head, we were complete strangers but in Sophie's head and his as well they were probably the most familiar with each other. She spent more than 80% of her days and time with him so it was highly likely that he thought immensely fondly of her.
This is just for tonight, I reminded myself as we headed back to our suites. You’re lucky that you’ve even gotten this much out of this I thought to myself.
Worse yet the annoying voice was actually right and so I pushed the slight tinge of unhappiness over my face away and refocused all my attention, solely on the present.
When we arrived on our floor I went to my room while he went to his, without a word I might add, I couldn’t help but panic. This was not how this night was supposed to end. I wanted to be with him in more and several different ways but I couldn’t exactly knock on his door and beg him to fuck me again within the space of two hours. Or could I?
Sighing, I returned to my room and took a shower. It was hot and soothing, but all I could think about was him; of how he had made me sore in places that hadn’t been sore in so long, and how he made me feel things that I didn’t think were even possible to feel from sex.
I was insistent now on wanting more and as I got out of the shower and began to towel dry myself, I was just about desperate enough to march over to his room to ask for it.
Too bad I was a coward because even after I threw on a robe and towel-dried my hair, I found myself staring at the door solely with the hope that he would knock.
True to expectation and reality, he did not. Still not wanting to fall asleep just yet, in case he did eventually knock I returned to the bathroom and couldn’t look away from the gorgeous bathtub waiting for me.
I was no longer sticky and gross everywhere, but I did have the memories that he had stamped in my head to relive in warm water and bubbles so I immediately started to run myself one. I found some salt bath bombs and soon enough it was nearly bubbling over and ready for me. The flashbacks of him fucking me would for sure be haunting me for at least the next few days, so I shut my eyes as soon as I got in and relaxed my entire body.
Not long after, and unfortunately, my reminiscing was interrupted.
My phone started to ring then but thankfully I had brought it along with me so I didn’t have to leave the tub soaking wet. I did ignore its ringing the first time but when it started again I had no choice but to place it against the wall and accept the call from none other than my twin.
“Video call?” she asked and I wondered what her problem was this time.
“No,” I replied.
“You don’t want to see me?” she asked.
“No need,” I replied, but still I turned on the video function and she was able to see that I was in the bathtub surrounded by an insane amount of bubbles.
“Wow,” she said. “You’re truly enjoying yourself these days. Maybe I should have just stuck with my job for the week. If I had I’d be enjoying myself just like you and flying in private jets and soaking in bathtubs.
Her whining amused me, especially when I thought of all the ways her boss had bent me over and fucked me just barely an hour ago and I couldn’t stop myself from blushing.
“Your cheeks are red,” she noted. “That better be makeup and not that you have a wild story to tell me.”
I knew why she was calling and what she wanted however I wasn’t going to entertain her so easily.
I did however want to drink champagne and eat something and it reminded me of the charcuterie board that had been delivered to us. We’d barely even had any fill of it at all and it would have been the perfect snack for lounging like I currently was.
“What happened?” she eventually asked. “Are you getting ready to screw my boss or has it already happened?”
“You’ve become quite abrasive these days miss ma’am,” I complained and she smiled.
It was sheepish and subtly apologetic so I decided to quench her curiosity and speak. I knew that she was just as curious as she was worried so I responded to allay her worries.
