“You aren’t too tired?” she asked as she slipped her sneakers off.
I took my shoes off and walked over to her. “Baby, I’m trying to spend as much time with you as possible. And when I go to sleep, I’m trying to fall asleep in that pussy.” I kissed her neck, and she yelped when I smacked her ass.
“Let me go ’head and hush then. I’ll start the water.” She switched her fine ass into the bathroom.
Little did she know the bath water had already been ran while we checked in. I chuckled and shook my head when I heard Maverick gasp.
Shedding my shirt, I tossed it in the chair in the corner and joined Maverick in the bathroom.
“You knew the tub was full already, didn’t you?” Maverick squinted her eyes.
“I might have. You ready to get in?”
Her eyes roamed over my chest as she bit her bottom lip. I wanted to wait to do anything because the way I felt, as soon as I felt the inside of her, I would be out for the count. But if she wanted to get the party started sooner, I wasn’t opposed to it. I ate a little bit at work, so I wasn’t that hungry anyway.
“You keep looking at me like that and you gonna get fucked in this tub,” I told her as I pulled my pants down.
Maverick smirked and pushed her pants down, then shed her shirt. She stood in front of me in a brown bra and panty set. I licked my lips as she closed the space between us. I watched her finger as she made a trail down the center of my chest.
“I guess we’d better get in before the water gets cold.”
She turned around, and I let out a low groan when I saw the way her panties fit her ass. According to society's standards, Maverick had a small ass, but to me, it was the perfect size.
My dick hardened when she bent down to remove her panties. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her as she unsnapped her bra. Her small breasts with deep brown areolas made my mouth water.
When she stepped into the tub, she used her index finger to command me to get in the tub, and like a dog in heat, I obeyed.
When Onyx suggested a weekend getaway,I didn’t know what to expect. Everything from the moment we stepped through the door had my heart racing. It was so romantic. The rose petals on the floor, the champagne, and he even had a basket of oranges and dark chocolate specifically for me. I loved the way he paid attention to me and the things I loved. Add in the fact that he chose something low-key so I didn’t have to be around crowds, made me fall for him even more. It was safe to say that I loved him, but neither of us had said it. I had a feeling by the time the weekend was over, one of us would. I didn’t need him to say it because I felt it. It was all in the way he catered to my needs and was considerate of my feelings. It was also in the way he looked at me.
We spent the first night bathing together, where he made good on his promise and fucked me in the tub. Once we were done, we ate some of the charcuterie board and drank some wine as we talked. After we had our fill of that, we went to bed, where we had a more intimate sexual experience.
The sun peeked through the room curtains, waking me up from such a peaceful slumber. My phone chimed from the bedside table, so I picked it up to see who it was. I smiled at the picture Kayla sent me of Spencer, then made sure I didn’t have any other messages or calls, and since I didn’t, I put the phone back on the table.
I looked to the side of me and was surprised that it was empty. I would have thought for sure Onyx would have still been sleeping after the night we had, especially with him working all day, then driving. If it were me, I probably would have slept the whole day.
I groaned a little when I stretched my body because it was sore. I would have been okay with just the tub sex, or no sex at all, but Onyx wasn’t having that, and I didn’t complain.
Sex with him was otherworldly to me. It was something I hadn’t experienced before. He wasn’t a selfish lover at all. He also knew when to be aggressive and when not to be. It was a good thing he didn’t throw his dick around freely, because I wasn’t trying to fight over him, but I would.
I laughed at the thought just as Onyx entered the room, carrying a tray.
“What are you laughing at?”
“Nothing.” I bit my bottom lip as I watched him walk toward the bed. His locs hung down his back. All of his chest and arm tattoos were on full display since he was shirtless.
“You have to eat first,” he said as he placed the tray on the table near my side of the bed.
“First, before what?” I sat up and looked at the plate of food.
Onyx leaned over and kissed me a couple of times, then sat on the side of the bed.
“Before I fuck you again. I know what that look means.”
“I don’t know whatlookyou’re talking about.”
Onyx chuckled and picked up the tray, then placed it over my lap. On the tray were three plates—one with two Belgian waffles, and two smaller ones with bacon and orange slices. There was also a cup of orange juice in one corner, and a small bottle of syrup in the other corner.
“Yeah, okay. We have plans, so your nasty ass has to wait until later.” He winked.
