I liked hearing that. “Yeah?”
“But this time,you'renot allowed to move. I want to ride you until you come.”
“Damn.” I shrugged off my suit jacket and neared.
She bolted upright, unzipped my trousers, and pulled my boxers down. My cock sprang out for her, eager for her cheeks.
Her luscious tongue swirled all around my glans until I pulsed with agony.
She wrapped her sweltering lips around my throbbing manhood, and the blissful suction of her mouth swallowed me whole.
Oh, yeah.
Chapter 21
Can't Leave You
Camille
I woke to the soft patter of Beau shuffling out of bed and quietly sneaking into the bathroom for a shower. Tired after a long night, the shower's gentle hiss quickly lulled me back to sleep.
I woke up again some time later when Beau's lips—warm and fresh and clean from his shower—gently pressed against mine.
“Morning Camille.”
With a sleepy moan, I stirred and stretched in bed. I opened my eyes and saw that Beau was already dressed and ready to go. He looked handsome as hell and well-dressed in a new suit and tie.
“Mm. Good morning, Beau.”
He sat on the mattress next to me. His weight cratered the mattress, and I tumbled over, sliding towards his mass.
“I have to go,” he said quietly, wearing a frown.
“Already?” I made a sleepy noise of disapproval and checked the clock—it was just after 6:00. “But it's so early. You said you don't even have to leave until 7:00.”
“Yup. But team breakfast is at 6:15, and if I'm not there, it'll raise some eyebrows. I gotta run up to the room with Hunter before anyone realizes I'm not there. Because if I get caught, that'd landhimin trouble for covering for me. And trust me, you don't want to get the captain in trouble, or you're really fucked.”
My brow must've furrowed, because Beau chuckled and ironed the creases out with his fingers. “Aw. Don't be sad. Remember: one week and I'll be back.”
“I know. I just wish you could stay. Is thereanythingI can do to convince you to stay, Beau?” I stuck my hand between his legs, found his package, and gently rubbed it. Quickly, he began to grow in my palm. “Just a little while longer?”
I gave him the same seductive stare that worked sowell on him last night—the one that kept him up into the wee-hours of the night, making him go one round after another, when heshould'vebeen getting the good night's rest that a professional athlete needs. Just like he kept reminding me before he inevitably gave in.
“Oh.” A troubled look set in behind Beau's eyes, and I knew he was torn and conflicted. “Oh, now that's justevil, Cam.”
I giggled. “I know. Just a quick one, Beau … please? I love your big dick so much. It won't take long. I promise.”
I knew well enough by now that my words had the power to put a spell over Beau. And it was so deeply satisfying to see how such a big, strong man could be so easily seduced by me.
His eyes went glossy, his lips parted, and he seemed like he'd dowhateverI told him to do next.
“Fuck me, Beau,” I whimpered. “Fuck me with your big dick. One last time? Please?”
Beau grunted and grabbed his waist-button between his hands, ready to tear his trousers open and fuck me silly all over again—
When his pocket began to loudly buzz.
“Shit.”
