I slowly press inside her, stretching her. She’s always so damn tight. Her walls clenching around me like a fist are sweet, sweet torture. I hook one of her legs around my arm, opening her further to my thrusts. She cries out when I hit her in just the right spot, then roll my hips so I put pressure on her clit at the same time.
“Oh fuck, Torin… I’m gonna—” she trails off on a scream, her orgasm crashing through her like a hurricane.
It takes a herculean effort not to follow her over that edge, but I’m not done with her yet. I want at least one more from her before I chase my own release. I keep my thrusts steady. Pulling all the way out until just my tip is resting inside her, then slowly pushing myself back inside to the hilt. Over and over, I torment us both.
I lick my thumb and start rubbing her clit. Lani screams and begs. Claiming she can’t take anymore.
“You can. I want one more, love. Come on this cock.”
“Torin!” she screams my name as she finds her release again. I thrust into her hard and fast until I’m filling her with my hot release. I flood her pussy until it seeps out around me, dripping down her thighs and ass, making an absolute mess of her.
Lani goes completely lax after her orgasm abates. Her eyes close, and for a moment, I think she might be asleep, but then she stretches and gives me a brilliant smile that I return. I’ve smiled more in the weeks she’s been with me than I have in the last fifteen years. She is my happiness.
“Come on, beautiful, let’s get you cleaned up.”
She groans as I pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. “Do we have to?”
I kiss the tip of her nose. “Don’t worry, I’ll do the heavy lifting.”
“Hey!” She lightly slaps my shoulder.
“Kidding,” I say with a wink. “I meant I’m going to wash you. Every inch.”
She shudders in my arms. Despite being completely wrung out, her eyes turn hooded again. Lani is just as insatiable as I am.
I turn on the shower and wait for the water to warm before setting Lani on her feet and doing exactly as I promised. I clean every inch of her from the top of her head to her toes. I quickly wash myself, then dry us both off before carrying her back to the bed. I lay her down and crawl in after her. She turns to me and curls her small body around my much bigger one.
It doesn’t take long until her breathing evens out. Just when I think she’s asleep, she murmurs the three words I’ve been dying to say to her for years, “I love you.” I kiss the top of her head and whisper the words back, wondering if she will remember in the morning.
* * *
The next morning, I slowly kiss Lani awake. As much as I would love nothing more than to stay in bed with her all day and take advantage of not only this big bed but every surface in this luxury suite, we have to get back to Sugarhill. Next time, I promise myself. Because there will be a next time. A whole lot of next times.
She stretches, smiling sleepily. “Good morning.”
“Mm. Good morning to you. I think I could get used to waking up to kisses instead of that stupid alarm of mine.”
“I think that can be arranged, beautiful. I ordered breakfast.”
“Tea?” she asks, hopefully.
“Of course.”
She lets out a satisfied hum. “You’re too good to me.”
I kiss her again, pulling away just enough to look into her eyes so she can see the sincerity on my face. “Nothing is too good for you, Lani. You deserve everything, and then some.”
She blushes the prettiest shade of pink and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a passionate kiss. “Whatever did I do to deserve you?”
“You’re just you, love. That’s more than enough. Now, get up and take a shower, there’s a bag of clothes in the bathroom.”
“Clothes?” she asks, furrowing her brow. “Let me guess this was Margo’s part?”
“Yep. Your friends can be extremely helpful sometimes.”
She laughs. “Like when they are conspiring against me?”
“I look at it as more like conspiring for you.”
“Tomato, tomahto,” she says with a teasing smile.
I pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. Her naked body the best kind of tease. I set her down, but she doesn’t step away. No, the little minx pulls me against her and rubs her nakedness all over me. Running her hands up and down my bare chest. When those distracting hands make their way down to cup me over my boxers, I pull her hands away, pinning them to her lower back.
She whimpers at being denied what she wants. I’ve created a monster. Not that I’m really complaining. It’s truly unfortunate that we don’t have the time to do more. “Shower, naughty girl.”
She looks at me hopefully. “You could shower with me.”
I shake my head. “You know if I get in that shower, the last thing that will happen is getting clean, and we need to be back in Sugarhill in two hours.”
“Ugh. Why do we have to be responsible adults?” she asks with a pout.
I can’t hold in my laughter. “Because we do. Even when it’s the last thing we want to do.”
“Okay fine. I’ll get cleaned up.”
I regretfully pull away and shut the door behind me, so I’m not tempted to join her in that shower. I quickly get dressed, adjusting my hardness behind my zipper. If I let my dick have its way, we would be in that shower, pushing Lani against the wall and giving her exactly what we both want.
Responsible adult, I repeat to myself.
* * *
The drive back home is rife with sexual tension. I know it’s cruel, but I’m glad
