She nods in agreement.
“This”—I press my thumb against the hole I keep getting glimpses of—“this looks fucking gorgeous.”
This time she groans, and it’s clear she’s frustrated that she can’t say anything.
I coax her forward with my free hand until her cheek is pressed against the blanket and her asshole is on full display. I spit onto it and press harder against the tight ring.
“This okay?”
She nods, but I want more confirmation than that.
“Say it, Odette. Tell me it’s okay to play with your ass.”
She whines, her legs shaking as I continue to rut into her, my thumb slipping into her even more. “It’s okay. Play with my ass, Noah.Please.”
I grin, then slam into her harder, my thumb slipping deeper, and she goes off. Her cunt squeezes me tightly as she comes, her whole body shaking as I continue to fuck her hard and fast. I remove my digit and grip her hips, pounding into her until I’m spilling into the condom in a sudden burst.
I slow my movements as my orgasm winds down, then I slip out of her and fall straight to my back beside her.
She turns her head toward me, and I can’t help but grin at the lazy, satisfied smile on her face.
“What?” she asks, the single word a little slurred.
“You lookverypleased.”
“Oh, I am.” She laughs, then groans as she turns, joining me on her back beside me. “That was fucking hot.”
“Indeed, it was.”
We didn’t even take our clothes off fully. Hell, the only thing exposed on me is my cock. I reach down and tug off the condom, tying it off and tossing it aside, making a mental note to grab it before we leave.
We lie there, trying to catch our breath after that. I have no idea what came over me. It’s reckless, considering it’s the middle of the day and anyone could be outside, but I couldn’t help myself. I had to have her.
The craziest part? After all that, I want her again.
I try not to think too much of that, especially since we’ve been spending all our nights together lately. I know we probably shouldn’t, since this is supposed to be casual, but I can’t seem to get enough of her.
Tonight,I tell myself.Tonight, we’ll take a break.
“So, what are these rooms really for again?” I ask, distracting myself from how badly I don’t want to do that.
She laughs. “The bridal party. They’ll need a place to get ready.”
I sigh. “This is going to cost me more money, isn’t it?”
“If I say no, does that mean you’ll kiss me again?”
“Yes.”
“Then no.”
I ghost my lips over hers. “Liar.”
Then I shove away, pushing to my feet, tucking my still half-hard cock back into my jeans and zipping myself up.
“Hey, no fair!” She pouts. “I said no.”
“And you didn’t mean it.”
