“I’m not gonna last long, Princess,” he warns, in between broken grunts. “Just take it like a good girl.”
Nodding my head, my eyes blow open wide as he holds the vibrator to my clit. Fucking into me with his cock, my body tenses and shakes as a foreign sharpness builds in my core. It’s rough and primal, unlike anything I’ve experienced before. My heart races, pounding so loudly in my ears that I feel like I could explode from the sound alone.
“Oh my God! Fuck! I can’t…I can’t!” I exclaim.
Shaking his head, he presses the vibrator in time with his thrusts. Demanding that I give him all of me.
“Oh, you can Dolly…and youwill!”he snarls. “Cum for me!NOW!”
I shake my head, not believing that I can take another second of the demanding sensory overload. But just as I gather my wits to push his hand from my cunt, I shatter like a crystal glass thrown against stone. My climax hits me without warning, sending a series of pleasurable razor blades through me. They slice me open, exposing me to one of the most intensely blissful moments of my entire life.
Sutton shudders against me, his cock thrusting inside me one last time. He hisses my name as I feel the warmth of his cum fill me. Easing the vibrator from me, he turns it off with a press of his thumb. Breathing hard, he peppers my neck with hot kisses as he whispers loving things against my skin.
Sagging from the intensity of my release, I hear myself laughing as I wallow in the afterglow. I suppose my first quickie was a success, now I know why some people prefer them to hours-long sex sessions.
Kissing my jaw, he pulls away to look at me. Satisfaction is written all over his face, I suppose I’m not the only one that had a good time.
“Damn you squeezed me so hard, Princess,” he says, trying to catch his breath. “I almost want to use this thing again when we get home…get another round in before I have to leave.”
Humming softly, I lean in to press my damp forehead to his. I hate the fact that he has to leave in a few hours. I know we will only be apart overnight, but I’m going to be so lonely without him.
“Please? I would like that. And then, when you come home tomorrow, we can enjoy each other the right way,” I say, my voice still shaking.
Tossing the vibrator to the countertop, he reaches his hands to cup my face. Pulling away just enough to be able to look at me, he nods before pressing a gentle kiss to my lips.
“Sounds perfect to me, my love. Now as much as I would love to stay here and hold you for a little while…we should probably get dressed. I’m sure Nicolette will be back any second.”
Groaning a protest, I reluctantly straighten my posture as his hands drop from my face.
“Just promise me we will christen every room in this house when it’s really ours?” I ask.
With a flirty wink, he gives me another hungry kiss on my lips. This time he lingers, letting both of us soak in the connection to one another before we jump back to reality.
“Of course, my beautiful girl. We will bless every single room,” he vows. "Just you wait.”
CHAPTER nineteen
sutton
This woman is the most vapid creature I have ever had the displeasure of conversing with. I wish I could kill her right here, right fucking now.
Nodding my head along with her high-pitched voice, I feign interest in whatever tale she’s spinning. She’s whining on and on about some drama between her and another content creator, if that’s what we’re calling amateur porn stars now. Apparently, the other girl stole her brand deal. And honestly? Good for her. Kendall fucked her boyfriend; she deserved to have her dildo brand deal yanked away.
Or is her name Kylie?Fuck.I can’t remember. Not that it matters, anyway. Just a couple more hours and I’ll be free of this walking headache. The beast inside me is licking its chops, spurred on by the fact that she admitted to screwing another woman’s boyfriendwhileout on a date with me. She truly is the epitome of a white trash whore. The world will be a better place without her in it.
“Sutton? Sutton? Um,hellooooo?”she asks, snapping her fingers together to get my attention.
What a fucking bitch.
Blinking myself back to reality, I adjust myself in my rattan armchair. It’s a muggy evening here in San Antonio and I purposefully made the host sit us outside on the patio overlooking the River Walk. I’m hoping the more uncomfortable Kendal is, the more apt she will be to want to return to the hotel with me. And just for the record, I willnotbe ordering her dessert.
“Sorry, Sweetheart,” I say, trying my best to channel in my Mama’s charm. I lean over the table towards her, my gaze focusing on her makeup-caked face. “I got lost in your eyes. They are the warmest shade of brown, those gold flakes near your irises are mesmerizing. I could stare into them for the rest of your life.”
Lifting her overlined lips, she tries to smile but fails miserably. Her Botox gets in the way, creating a terrifying mannequin-esque expression.
“Charmer,” she says, wiggling her barely covered torso. “Careful. I just might have to go home with you.”
My skin crawls from her threat, it takes all my strength not to jump from my chair and high tail it out of here. I know that’s the goal and I must play along butfuck,I am disgusted by her whorish aura. Reminding myself that I’m here to secure myfuture with Dolly, I force myself to stay the course.
