her throat. He must have
just showered, because his hair hung round his face in wet strands, drops of
water still clung to his abs, and he was wearing nothing but a low slung towel.
Her fingers itched to undo the knot that really didn't look very secure.
"You keep looking at me
like that, all my best intentions will go out the proverbial window, and I
don't think you're up for round two yet, or round seven as the case may
be."
His smile was sin itself, and
her pussy clenched in remembered pleasure. The bed dipped as he sat down next
to her, and she melted into his arms, when he rubbed his stubbly jaw along her
neck.
"As much as I want to,
my sweet, you must be sore. Are you?" He tipped her head up, and the
concern she saw in his dark eyes, gave her nice floaty feeling of happiness
inside.
"A little,
maybe, but I can’t wait to do it again."
Lakota threw his head back
and laughed and drew his thumb over her lips.
"I love your enthusiasm,
but what you need right now is a bath. Housekeeping will want to change the
sheets, and by the time you've had your soak, Forrester will be here with our
breakfast, and then, my sweet, we have a plane to catch." He laughed again
when she looked at him expectantly. "And no, I am not telling you where
we're going. It's a surprise."
He tapped her nose with one
finger and then picked her up off the bed with one strong heave ho. Alice
shrieked in surprise, desperately trying to hold onto the sheet, but it was
useless. Lakota merely grinned and carried her naked form into their adjacent
bathroom.
Alice hadn't managed to get a
good look at it the night before, only having darted into it to use the loo,
and the sheer opulence took her breath away.
The open windows afforded
perfect views over Hyde Park and London's skyline. An intricate, sunken into the ceiling, light
display set the mood over a marble bath tub big enough to host three people and
filled to the brim with fragrant bubbles. Lighted candles placed around the
bath added to the romantic feel, and Alice's eyes filled with tears when Lakota
lowered her into the warm waters.
They embraced her like a
lover's touch, and she sank into the depths with a blissful sigh.
When she opened her eyes it
was to find Lakota towering over, with such a look of hunger on his face an
army of ants marched over her skin where his gaze fell. Her breasts floated
just above the water line, and her nipples puckered and firmed and sent darts
of awareness between her legs. She squirmed in the water and grabbed the sides
for support. Her breaths came in short gasps, and her gaze locked on the
evidence of his arousal now tenting his towel.
"Join me," she
whispered.
"No, that wouldn't be a
very wise move, little Alice. Let me watch you though. Reach down and touch
yourself for me. Rub that greedy little clit for you, and slip your fingers
inside your tight clasp. Think of me filling you with this." He whipped
the towel off and took himself in hand with long measured strokes.
Alice whimpered her need and
licked her lips at the drop of pre-cum visible on the engorged head of his
shaft. Steel enclosed in velvet, and her cunt clenched recalling the feel of
him filling her, stretching her last night, until she was so full she could
hardly breathe. Her hand dipped under the water and parted her slick folds. He
murmured his encouragement, and she let her head fall back as her fingers
circled her swollen bud and the familiar tingles started.
His musk filled her nostrils,
and she opened her lips without hesitation as his whispered encouragement. She
groaned around the thick girth pushing past her lips, and she wrapped her free
hand round the base of his shaft.
"Jesus, yes, just like
that, my sweet. You're so fucking beautiful." His heartfelt groan into her
ear spurred her on, and her own needs forgotten she sat up more to take as much
of him in her mouth as she could. He swore when she sucked hard and swirled her
tongue
just showered, because his hair hung round his face in wet strands, drops of
water still clung to his abs, and he was wearing nothing but a low slung towel.
Her fingers itched to undo the knot that really didn't look very secure.
"You keep looking at me
like that, all my best intentions will go out the proverbial window, and I
don't think you're up for round two yet, or round seven as the case may
be."
His smile was sin itself, and
her pussy clenched in remembered pleasure. The bed dipped as he sat down next
to her, and she melted into his arms, when he rubbed his stubbly jaw along her
neck.
"As much as I want to,
my sweet, you must be sore. Are you?" He tipped her head up, and the
concern she saw in his dark eyes, gave her nice floaty feeling of happiness
inside.
"A little,
maybe, but I can’t wait to do it again."
Lakota threw his head back
and laughed and drew his thumb over her lips.
"I love your enthusiasm,
but what you need right now is a bath. Housekeeping will want to change the
sheets, and by the time you've had your soak, Forrester will be here with our
breakfast, and then, my sweet, we have a plane to catch." He laughed again
when she looked at him expectantly. "And no, I am not telling you where
we're going. It's a surprise."
He tapped her nose with one
finger and then picked her up off the bed with one strong heave ho. Alice
shrieked in surprise, desperately trying to hold onto the sheet, but it was
useless. Lakota merely grinned and carried her naked form into their adjacent
bathroom.
Alice hadn't managed to get a
good look at it the night before, only having darted into it to use the loo,
and the sheer opulence took her breath away.
The open windows afforded
perfect views over Hyde Park and London's skyline. An intricate, sunken into the ceiling, light
display set the mood over a marble bath tub big enough to host three people and
filled to the brim with fragrant bubbles. Lighted candles placed around the
bath added to the romantic feel, and Alice's eyes filled with tears when Lakota
lowered her into the warm waters.
They embraced her like a
lover's touch, and she sank into the depths with a blissful sigh.
When she opened her eyes it
was to find Lakota towering over, with such a look of hunger on his face an
army of ants marched over her skin where his gaze fell. Her breasts floated
just above the water line, and her nipples puckered and firmed and sent darts
of awareness between her legs. She squirmed in the water and grabbed the sides
for support. Her breaths came in short gasps, and her gaze locked on the
evidence of his arousal now tenting his towel.
"Join me," she
whispered.
"No, that wouldn't be a
very wise move, little Alice. Let me watch you though. Reach down and touch
yourself for me. Rub that greedy little clit for you, and slip your fingers
inside your tight clasp. Think of me filling you with this." He whipped
the towel off and took himself in hand with long measured strokes.
Alice whimpered her need and
licked her lips at the drop of pre-cum visible on the engorged head of his
shaft. Steel enclosed in velvet, and her cunt clenched recalling the feel of
him filling her, stretching her last night, until she was so full she could
hardly breathe. Her hand dipped under the water and parted her slick folds. He
murmured his encouragement, and she let her head fall back as her fingers
circled her swollen bud and the familiar tingles started.
His musk filled her nostrils,
and she opened her lips without hesitation as his whispered encouragement. She
groaned around the thick girth pushing past her lips, and she wrapped her free
hand round the base of his shaft.
"Jesus, yes, just like
that, my sweet. You're so fucking beautiful." His heartfelt groan into her
ear spurred her on, and her own needs forgotten she sat up more to take as much
of him in her mouth as she could. He swore when she sucked hard and swirled her
tongue
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