as I’d told her to do. I slowly walk toward Alice’s room, not wanting to alert them to my presence. As soon as the right door cracks open, I push into it, ducking inside. I’m met with her mouth hanging open, gaping at me.
“You’re here!” she whispers. “Oh, my God. I didn’t think you’d actually come!”
I grin. “Told ya, babe.”
Her finger flies to her lips, telling me not to speak. She holds out a finger, instructing me to wait a minute, and she heads into the bathroom. A beat later and the shower’s turned on full blast, the sound of water filling the room. She comes out again, still with that same finger up. I watch as she takes off her fancy round diamond earrings, places them on the dresser next to the TV, which she turns up as well and then steps back to me. Her hand finds mine, then she’s tugging me into the bathroom with her, closing the door behind us.
“They can hear everything. I have to be careful,” Alice says, eyes wide as the room already begins to fill with steam.
“The walls are thin, Gem, but they can’t hear us in here with the water goin’ and the door shut.”
“It’s not that; there’s listening devices, in case I’m in trouble. This is the only way we can have some privacy…well, as long as we don’t speak too loudly or they’ll pick up on that too.”
“Shit, baby.” My brow shoots up in surprise. Listening devices, hm? What a bunch of dicks to obtain so much control over her. No wonder she was bored. She literally can’t have anything to herself—no conversations, even on the phone. That’s fucked up. It pisses me off, but I keep those thoughts to myself. I’m here to take her mind off those things and bring a little fun into her night.
I flash her a naughty grin. “Hope you can be quiet then.”
She giggles. I love the sound and lean in, taking her lips with mine. She’s in an oversized button-down shirt, the shiny baby pink, satiny pajama kind. I didn’t go to this much trouble to see her in clothes, so I grab the front of it and rip it apart down the middle. The black buttons go flying in every direction, and the beautiful woman before me gasps in shock. I push the short matching shorts off her hips to discover she’s not wearing anything underneath those pajamas.
A growl escapes as my rough palms finally come in contact with the tender flesh of her plump, heavy breasts. Her nipples tickle the middle of my palms, and I can no longer hold myself back. Breaking contact with her mouth, I dip my head, drawing the sweet bud between my lips. My teeth graze her soft, creamy skin as I suck and knead the delicate flesh. I want to leave hickeys on her tits that’re bigger than her fucking nipples. I want them to look like they’re double in size. For some reason that thought makes me go insane for her. Everything about this gorgeous woman before me, has me wanting to mark her up with my mouth and my cum.
“Cold or hot?” I grate out between my tongue toying with the stiff peaks.
She hums with pleasure. Her hands grip my short-styled hair tightly, occasionally tugging on the hazelnut locks. She’s going to drive me mad; the sensation has thoughts of eating her pussy spiraling through me. She’d be pulling my hair then, that’s for sure, as I’d ravage the fuck outta her sweet cunt. I’d have the sexy bitch ride my tongue until she orgasmed so many times it made her ass pass the fuck out.
“Tell me what you want, or I’ll decide for you,” I threaten.
“W-what? I can’t think while you do that.” Her palm lands on my chin, pulling my head upwards. I meet her gaze, her titty leaving my mouth with a pop. I wasn’t ready to give it back to her.
“The shower, Gem. You like your water hot or cold?”
“Oh,” she puffs out, her cheeks and chest flushed with desire. Her irises are dilated, tattling that she wants me to continue, even if she were to tell me no. The body doesn’t lie, and hers is giving me green lights everywhere. “Hot or even warm is good, I’m not picky.”
My hand shoots into the spray, making sure it’s not icy cold. I carefully pull my cut off, folding it and placing it on the high-end marble countertop. I