Our food comes quickly, and we eat like we haven’t had a proper meal in days. By the time dessert rolls around, Jay goes for apple pie with vanilla ice cream, and I order the chocolate cake that’s been taunting me from the display case since we walked in.
We walk full and satisfied, hand in hand, down the hotel corridor toward our room. The simple act of touching him feels so right. As we near the door, I feel a flicker of heat ignite inside me. I already know exactly what I want to do once we’re inside.
As soon as the door clicks shut behind us, I grab his hand and pull him toward the bathroom.
“Come shower with me,” I murmur, my voice soft and sultry as I flash him a wicked grin.
He follows me without question.
I close the door so the cats can’t barge in, then turn on the shower, steam billowing around us and cloaking the room in a fog of heat. I slowly strip him, kissing trails down his body until he’s trembling with need.
His lean muscles ripple beneath my lips, and his creamy skin, lightly dusted with hair, leads tantalizingly from his chest down to his groin.
Every part of him ignites a fire inside me. When he’s fully bare, he returns the favor by slowly peeling off my clothes, teasing me with soft caresses against my skin.
Under the roaring spray, our soft laughter blends with the torrent of water as our hands explore every familiar curve and ridge.
After lingering kisses and sliding our bodies together in a soapy mess, I press him against the tiled wall, pressing my wet palms to his back, worshipping the firm swell of his ass, lathering him for what I have in store.
Once we’re rinsed, we step out and wrap ourselves in towels. Coming out of the bathroom, before I can even think about what comes next, Maisy and Daisy pounce on my ankles, demanding the affection I haven’t given them all day. Their imperfect timing can’t ruin this moment, but it sure makes me laugh.
Jay skirts around me, drops his towel, and flops onto the bed, splaying out in a breathtaking display of bare flesh.
“I don’t think they’re happy with you,” he teases, his eyes gleaming as he strokes himself.
I grit my teeth as he tortures me with that perfect, naked spread.
I grab the laser toy and entertain the cats for a few minutes until they’re tired out. While they chase the red dot across the floor, I steal heated glances at Jay. He’s stroking himself slower now, watching me, his cock growing painfully rigid under his own hand.
“All right, my little terrors, playtime’s over,” I say as I toss the laser back into their bag. I reach into my stash, grab a bottle of lube, and strut to the bed. “Time for the adults to play.”
He props himself on his elbows, dark amusement pooling in his eyes. “What do you have in mind?”
I set the lube on the rumpled sheets, then grab his ankles in both hands. With a swift push, I fold his legs behind his head and spread him wide, exposing his pink, puckered hole.
“A filthy game,” I mutter, “where I feast on you until you beg me to stop.”
Without hesitation, I part his cheeks, diving my tongue in, flattening it against the warm curve of his crack as I inhale his musky scent. Rimming him is pure ecstasy, an insatiable thrill that makes my pulse hammer in my ears. I trace slow, deliberate laps around his hole, devouring the flavor of him.
His moans swell, echoing through the room as I press further, spearing my tongue through that tight ring and pulling back out. My face is slick with spit, but I couldn’t care less. I’m lost in the primal rhythm of his body, trembling beneath me.
After a relentless tongue-fucking, I slide a finger inside him, then a second, each one welcomed by his hot, eager channel. I slick more spit on his hole and plunge three fingers deep, feeling every shudder of his hips and each helpless buck against me.
“Oh God, Aiden, I need you inside me,” he gasps, his voice ragged with desperation.
My cock is throbbing so hard, it hurts. I smear lube over his hole and my length, slicking us both.
Easing the tip past his tight ring, I slowly push deeper as we both draw harsh, ragged breaths.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” I murmur, every nerve ending sparking with sensation.
“It’s been just as long for me,” Jay rasps.
His blue eyes lock on mine with raw desire.
I pause. “Are you serious?” I say, surprised.
I thought he and Ray would have had sex in Florida, or at least afterwards.
