“Do you have anymore travel coming up, or are you home for a while, Tess?” Mom asked, effectively changing the subject.
“I think we’re going to head to Portland for a bit, then not sure after that,” I said.
The rest of dinner continued without a hitch and the subject of George Korman never came up again, so I let myself relax.
* * *
Cameron
“Do you think my dad knows about any of it?” Tess asked once we got back to the hotel.
“Oh, I think your dad knows about all of it,” he said.
“Oh my god, no.”
“Baby, don’t worry about it. If he was concerned, I’m sure we would have had a conversation.”
She met my eyes as we rode up the elevator. “He didn’t say anything to you in your meeting?”
“No. We just talked about how he expected me to treat you. It was a great talk.”
She bit her lip and sighed. “Oh. Okay, good.”
“I have a surprise for you.”
Tess’s face lit up as I pushed open the hotel room door. She clapped her hands. “I love surprises.”
“I’m aware.”
“Tell me, tell me.”
“Well, actually, it might be more for me.”
“Cameron Wallace, stop teasing me.”
I grinned. “Sauce.”
She frowned. “What?”
“I had the hotel send up various flavors of sauce. Lots of it.”
Her cheeks pinkened as her eyes blinked. Slowly. “You had the hotel send up lots of sauce?”
“I did. I thought I could lick it off you.”
The tip of her tongue darted out and touched her top lip and then she smiled slowly. “Then why are we still dressed?”
I put the ‘DO NOT DISTURB’ sign on the door and then we undressed like it was an Olympic sport.
Tess threw the pillows on the ground before flipping the covers down and lying onto the bed, and I couldn’t stop a low growl as I grasped the back of her thighs, tugging her forward. She let out a quiet squeak as she fell to her back with her legs open. I grinned, grabbing one of the silver dishes of chocolate and dribbling on her before dropping to my knees and burying my face in her pussy.
Jesus H. Christ, I’d never get enough of this. Ever.
Tess slid a leg over my shoulder, digging her heel into my back, pulling me closer, as I ate, sucked, fucked her with my tongue, and licked her mound.
She panted as she writhed under my mouth, her fingers gripping my scalp as her mews broke the silence in the room. She was coming and she was coming fast.
I sat up, grabbing her ankles and flipping her onto her stomach before grabbing the caramel. “On your knees, baby.”
