“It’s not a palace,” he argued.
“Mausoleum?” she teasingly shot back.
He grimaced slightly. “Definitely not that.”
“Mansion?”
“I prefer home.”
She almost laughed at the pained expression on his face. “I had to stop and ask for directions to the bathroom.”
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“You did not.” Parker reached out and pulled her from her seat and onto his lap.
“You do realize your nose grows when you lie, don’t you?”
Something was growing under the water, and it had nothing to do with a lie.
Wiggling her hips, Cyn brushed her mound against his rising cock. “You’re like a sixteen-year-old boy.”
“How so?”
“You’re constantly hard.”
“You say that as if it’s a bad thing,” he teased. He pulled back her shoulders so she was leaning away from him, and bent forward and took her nipple in his mouth. He alternated between teasing nibbles and long licks, keeping her on the edge of reason with his sweet torture. There was no doubt about it. He was trying to drive her insane with pleasure.
“Oh no.” She gripped his hair in her hands and pulled him away from her breasts.
“Just merely pointing out the obvious. It’s probably a good thing I’m going home tomorrow.”
“Why?” He grasped her hips in his hands and worked her back and forth over his shaft. The movements played havoc with her body. Her clit was pulsing and her pussy drenched from desire.
“Because my pussy needs a break.”
“But you’re not home yet, so no break for you.” Parker slid his hand between them and ran his fingers across her clit. “This pussy belongs to me for twelve more hours.”
“Then you better use it wisely.” She rose to her knees and grasped his cock in her hand, lining him up to her opening.
“Oh, I plan to.” He pulled her down as he pushed his hips up, plunging his shaft deep within her.
Their moans came out as one, both of them groaning in unison from the pleasure of their joining. He filled her as no other had before and stretched her flesh to accommodate his cock. Her tender pussy was a bit sore from the constant action it had received for the last few days, but she refused to halt their loving.
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She wanted him. Even if she was forced to walk bowlegged for the rest of the week, Cyn was going to ride him as if he wore a saddle.
“I don’t know what’s hotter, baby,” he groaned, rocking into her. “Your pussy or this spa, but I know for sure which one I like best.”
“The spa right?” She began to move on top of him, slowly sinking on his throbbing cock then rising once more. It was an erotic tango of moves and dips, which had them both panting for more.
“Oh, yeah…” He groaned, digging his nails into her hips. “Definitely the spa…fuck…hmmm.”
Biting her lip to stifle her moan, she gripped his shoulders and used him for support as she rode him. Taking him over and over into her warm center. He reached up, filling his palms with her breasts again, stroking and teasing her. The warm night and hot water was no match for the heat building between the two of them. Their breaths quickened with every plunge, becoming as gritty and raw as the city itself.
The water, already wild from the jets, splashed about them even higher, thanks to the tidal wave they created with their thrusts. Not one to give up control, Parker held on to her hips, controlling her movements. When she tried to speed up, he’d slow her down, letting her know in a no uncertain terms, who was in charge. “In a rush?”
“To come, yes.”
“When I say so.”
“Bastard.” She whimpered, unable to do anything but concede to his command.
“Tell me you don’t love it and I’ll stop.” He thrust his hips upward as he pulled her down on him, causing her to groan in ecstasy.
“You’re evil,” she gasped as he drove the breath from her body.
“I know.” He began to rock her faster and harder. Cyn dug her fingernails in his shoulders.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned. Her head was spinning. Her vision clouded over as her body surrender to the pleasure overtaking it. “Parker…yes…oh…”
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“Fuck, baby. Hold on.” Parker quickly stood and moved them until her back was against the wall of the spa.
He gripped her to him tightly and tilted her hips as he powered into her fiercely. Cyn wrapped her legs around his hips and held on to him for all she was worth.
“Oh, oh, oh.” Her gasps were barely audible over the roar of the jets, but it didn’t stop her from making them. Nor did it stop her from coming. Throwing her head back, she let the sensations of him powering into her come crashing down, driving her over the edge into orgasmic bliss.
“That’s right. Come for me.”
Instead of immediately finding his own release he continued to drive his cock into her, pulling her back to the brink once again. Her second climax, although not as powerful, ripped through her.
Just as she thought he would never come, he pushed at her thighs and pulled out of her pussy. Gripping his cock, he fisted his shaft a few times, spilling his milky seed into the hot water.
“Fuck,” he groaned, trembling above her. “Too good. Too fucking good.”
He was right. It was.
“If you look at your phone one more time, I’m going to throw it to the ground and run it over with the golf cart.”
Parker glanced up from his iPhone and over to his mother, Olivia Maguire. Despite her warning, the petite blonde never wavered from her putting stance.
“I’m expecting a call.”
“We’re in the middle of a game.”
“We’re not even on the green yet,” he felt compelled to remind her. “We have to wait until Dad gets here to tee
