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“What are you up to, menace?”

“I just realised that you’re lagging behind, and that doesn’t seem fair.” I reach for his cock, pleased when it hardens in my fist. He lets out a low moan that has arousal curling inside me. That little cat nap and the soak must have helped me rest enough because I’m now more than ready to go again.

I stroke his shaft up and down, enjoying having this giant of a man completely at my mercy. I want to bend down and flick my tongue across the tip of his cock, but the water is too deep, and I’d rather not drown.

Instead, I use both hands to grip him tight, savouring the whimper he gives.

“Fuck, Abby.” I don’t know what came over me when I shared my real name. I didn’t make the decision to do it. It just slipped out in a moment of madness that I followed up with the suggestion that I wanted to hear him say it when he came. But hearing it on his lips now, I know it was the right thing to do. My name has never sounded so sexy as when it’s said in his hot accent and gruff tone. And I needed to give him more of me.

I use both hands to pump his shaft before reaching down to stroke and softly tug on his balls. Every noise he gives is like a reward, and I’m eager to unravel him like he did me. No, make that more.

His hand comes up to stroke my hair. I want to reach over and plant a kiss on his lips, but the awkward angle of my position makes it impossible. His pupils are blown wide as he takes in the sight of me. I rely on those delicious moans and whimpers he makes, easing off every time he gets more feral. After doing that a third time, he roars out a moan and grips my shoulders, dragging me onto his rapidly rising chest. His fierce chestnuteyes meet mine with such an intensity that I’m ready to doanythinghe wants.

“I need to be inside you,” he rasps as he lifts me and steps out of the bath. He reaches for a big, fluffy white towel and wraps it around my shoulders while using another to pat himself dry. His impatience brings a grin to my face. He discards his own towel and then focuses his attention on me, drying me off in the same brisk manner before pulling me through to the bedroom.

He tugs me over to the floor-to-ceiling length window, pushing my naked body against the glass. The cold surface after the warmth of the bath brings out a gasp.

“Stay,” he says and takes a step back. There’s a crinkle of foil as he swipes up a condom packet and tears it open.

“I’m not a dog,” I tell him with an eye roll.

“I just want to look at you for a moment,” he replies with a huff.

I ease back slightly so I can watch his reflection in the window. His cock is in his palm and he gives it a few long strokes before rolling the condom on. I place my hands on the glass and push my hips back to present myself to him. It’s impossible to resist wiggling my bum.

“Fuck me, Cam,” I tell him. Thankfully, he doesn’t make me wait any longer. He palms my pussy, sinking a finger inside me. I squirm, eager for his cock to fill me up.

“Hmmm, so wet. Fuck, Abby.” He hums in my ear as he removes his hand and replaces it with his cock. One push and my eager pussy takes his whole length. I let out a long moan at the sensation of being completely filled. My eyes may be open, but I can’t focus on anything apart from how good it feels. Lights twinkle across the dark city and a thrill works its way through me when I picture how I must look being pinned against this window and fucked. Thankfully, we’re on a high enough floor that we won’t get in trouble.

His thrusts are steady, working me up to yet another release much quicker than I would have thought possible.

“That’s it, love, take my cock. Squeeze it with that delicious cunt. Milk me dry,” he rasps in my ear.Fuck me.I let out a giggle as I realise that’s exactly what he is doing right now. His hand comes round and slaps at my mound as he grinds his shaft deep inside me. My walls clench around him and I lose it when his finger brushes against my clit repeatedly and in time with his thrusts.

“Oh, fuck.” It’s me whimpering now, and I let everything go, drowning in another wave of incredible pleasure.

“Take my cum, take it all.” His thrusts come in a frenzy now, and he bites down on my shoulder with a prolonged groan as his hips give one last, deep thrust and he fills the condom. I wish he was naked; I want to feel him dripping out of me all night. This Scotsman seems to have brought out a breeding kink I didn’t know I had.What is he doing to me?

We both stay there, panting for a moment.

I’m on a high. I love being on display like this. It elevates the pleasure tenfold, and this man knows how to play my body like an instrument. My pussy gives his length a final squeeze as he pulls out from me before removing the condom with a tissue.

“Okay?” he asks, kissing the place on my shoulder that’s probably marked from his bite.

“So much more than okay,” I say, panting as I turn round to face him. A sense of pride bubbles up at the look of bliss on his face, and I wonder when I’ll get to see it next. His hand comes up to my cheek, and he brushes his thumb across my lips.

“Stay,” he repeats his earlier command, but the tone is different. This one feels like a plea.

I glance over at the big, comfy bed. I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? If I’m lucky, I might get more orgasms, andeven if all we do is sleep, at least I’ll sleep well within those luxurious cotton sheets.

I don’t want to leave. I want to stay. It doesn’t have to mean anything. I can do what I want.

“Okay,” I say with a shrug.

I’m disorientated the next morning when I wake up, draped all over Cam. We never did get around to closing the curtains, and light pours into the room. “Morning,” comes his greeting, and I blink, realising he’s awake too. I lift my chin, and he gives me a satisfied smile as he squeezes me close with the arm that’s wrapped around me. “I’m glad you stayed.”

I am too, I realise. I’m not used to waking up in someone else’s bed, usually choosing to head back to my place once the fun and games are done. But this is a hotel room, so maybe that’s why it feels different.

“What’s the time?” I ask.