“Please?” I asked. “We’ll besofast.”
He wagged his sudsy finger at me. “Liar! Once you get next to my dick you don’t let up. There is no such thing as a quickie with you. And how many times did you have your wicked way with me last night?”
“Not enough,” I pouted.
I decided to make him an offer he couldn’t refuse. I turned my back to him and pulled my t-shirt off, then stared at him over my shoulder.
“Yup, you’re still sexy as hell,” he laughed. “But I don’t havetime, woman.”
“Oh yeah?” I decided to level up. I grabbed the waistband of my leggings and drew them down slowly, bending over at the waist soeach agonizing inch down revealed my naked ass until I was fully nude.
I heard the shower door open behind me.
“Onesecond,” he ordered. “That’s it. A quick kiss and then we’re done.”
“Yay!”
I stepped into the giant, steamy shower that was as big as a room in my house and slid my arms around Drew’s wet body. It felt like a homecoming, like my body temperature could immediately adjust to his.
“Okay. You’re right. I needed this,” he murmured as we embraced.
I could feel his dick pulsing against my body so I reached down to grip it.
“Emilia,” he huffed.
I smiled as his head dropped back, making it clear how utterly helpless and under my spell he was as I stroked him.
But then he was moving away from me, his face so pained you’d think I just stabbed him.
“I want to fuck you so bad, but I have meetings all day long. If I’m late to one the rest of the day is shot.”
He was speaking my language, unfortunately.
“Okay, I get it.”
Drew moved close to me to whisper in my ear. “Yeah, and youwillget it, tonight. Know this; I’m going to tease you just like you did to me, until you’re begging me for more. I’ll bring you to the edge over and over and over, but stop each time, right before you’re about tobreak apart beneath me. And I’ll keep it up all night, until you’re exhausted, andthenI’ll let you come. Got it?”
I sucked in a breath and nodded. “Promise?”
He smacked my ass and the sound echoed around the cavernous bathroom.
“Count on it.”
We both sped through our morning routines, because it wasn’t like I had a free day, either. I was meeting Kristen and Nora for a day of pre-wedding activities that included hair trials and a bridesmaid dress fitting.
They were both waiting for me when I arrived at the super-high-end salon. From the way they were eyeing me, I wondered if I had a ‘just been fucked’ glow.
“Well, you look amazing,” Nora said as she took me in. “What’s different about you today?”
I winked at her when I spotted Kristen walking over. “Details later.”
“Hi, pretty lady,” Kristen said as she gave me a quick hug. “Thank you for being here today. Now you can meet the rest of my bridal party!”
She pointed to the group of women clustered around the champagne bottles.
“Yes, allnineof them,” Nora said, giving me a knowing look.
Our experience showed that the more bridesmaids in a wedding, the more chances for skirmishes.
