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smiled, relishing the domestic feeling he got in watching Hope sunbathe with his sister by the pool. Every so often she tossed him a breath-taking smile that made his heart stutter. When dinnertime approached, Hope and Lilly returned with a tipsy sway to their step.

“Hungry?” asked, pulling Hope to his side.

“Starving actually.”

“We’d better change and get some food.”

As they made their way back to their room, Aron called after them. “No naps this time!” Judging by the tone in his voice, they still didn’t believe that all they’d done was sleep.

“You’re cute when you blush,” hummed, turning to press a kiss to her palm. He adored how she always seemed to find a way to twist those fingers into his curls. “So will you share the stories my sister so kindly shared with you?”

“Why? Is there anything you don’t want me to know about?”

“A few actually.”

In the elevator, Hope leaned down and kissed his hair. “I’ll never reveal my secrets. But she did share that you never introduced any of your girlfriends to your family. That made m e feel pretty special.”

“You are.”

He watched Hope pick through her clothes, selecting a flowery romper that gave the illusion of a dress without the discomfort. She caught him watching, and twirled around with a bright smile, giving him a full view of what he’d claimed as his.

“Fuck, I want to skip dinner and hear you moan my name until you fall asleep.”

Hope’s tongue trailed along her bottom lip, gaze travelling to his crotch where his erection tented his jeans. “Maybe we can have our dessert here?”

“I love the way you think.”

They left the room amused to find that this time, Lilly and Aron were on the receiving end of teasing jabs. Hope sought out his touch every second she could. As promised, she declined dessert and stood from the table, earning a chorus of comments from his family. She smiled the entire way to their room, though, she was exhausted, and he caught her hiding her yawns multiple times.

When she retreated to the bathroom, he rummaged through his suitcase and found the silk bag containing the toys. He undressed and grabbed his comfy basketball shorts before laying down on the bed.

Hope didn’t bother hiding her fatigue anymore when she emerged from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a black t-shirt.

“I would like to fuck you to sleep,” he admitted shamelessly, halting Hope in her tracks.

Her lips curled into a sweet, dreamy smile. “Please do. ”

He patted on the mattress next to him and spooned her from behind, melting his body against hers. He made sure to support her head with a pillow before pushing his arm under her neck and hugging her closer to him. Lips brushing a path from her shoulder to her ear, he purred and slipped his fingers between her thighs. “I enjoyed today. You looked so stunning and all I could think about was wanting to reward you.” He loved receiving her praise, so he was delighted to find her quivering beneath his.

Hope reached over her head and placed a pillow between her knees, making herself more comfortable. With his thumb pressed to her clit, he sunk his fingertips into her. Her resulting whimper filled the air as her hand slipped into his shorts and wrapped around his shaft.

“I want you to come around my cock, over and over, until you fall asleep in my arms.”

Hope leaned into more him, her thumb brushing over his cockhead. “I want that too.” And with another moan, she breathlessly added, “Please, baby.”

His erection jerked in her grip, her thumb catching a drop of precum and working it into his skin. “God, I love when you call me that.” He closed his lips around her earlobe and sucked, reaching for the silk bag. “Choose one that will make you come—and fast.”

Hope dipped her hand into the bag, retrieving a small rose that he hadn’t used on her yet. He retracted his fingers and sucked them clean. Hearing the slurping, Hope tipped her head back and watched in awe. He took his time, enjoying her reaction. It was only when he reached down to shove his shorts out of the way that the trance broke. Hope arched her ass into him as his cockhead slid over her luscious cheeks and between her thighs. He thanked his lucky stars that he got the chance to fuck Hope bare, feeling her walls hot and wet around his cock. She rolled her head back and his lips found her earlobe again.

“You feel so good,” he praised, teasing the skin with his teeth.

Her moan was sweetened by the toy’s suction as she pressed it against her clit and made her whole body jolt in his grasp. He held her in his arms, one around her shoulders and the other tight around her waist as he slowly thrust into her, desperate to hold off his own orgasm. He knew she didn’t need him to fuck her hard and fast—the rose would work its magic all on its own. He spoiled her with his fingers dancing over her skin and his lips sucking little red love bites over her neck as he indulged in the feeling of her pussy contracting around him.

“You’re making me feel so good, little thief,” he purred.

Hope shivered in his arms, pressing the button on the rose and throwing herself over the edge. He held her and soothed her with gentle kisses through the shocks of the orgasm. Only when her body calmed again did he take her wrist in his hand and guide it back to her clit.

“You did so well. Let me have another.”

She whimpered, but pressed the rose back to her still sensitive clit.

“Shh, just like that. Take your time.” His hips thrust a little faster, moving of their own accord. His own climax tingled the base of his spine. “Fuck you feel so good. I’ll be coming with you. ”

“And then I can sleep?” Her voice quivered, and he softly nipped her ear with his teeth.

“Yes, little thief, then you can sleep.”

He took her faster, holding her close and noting how perfectly she fit in his arms. She let herself be used, every muscle of hers relaxed into him, her pussy clenching as she pushed herself over the edge for a second time. Her walls pulsed around him, and his cock jerked and spilled deep inside her.

His heart pounded in his chest, his body coming down from the high as he nuzzled into her neck. “You’re perfect.”

“I don’t want to move.”

“You don’t have to.” He reached for the tissues on the nightstand and used them to wipe her clean. “Do you want some panties?”

She nodded, so he scooted to the foot of the bed and pulled her suitcase closer, fumbling through until he found what he wanted. He helped her slip her feet in before cleaning himself and pulling her close. She was out cold before her head lay on his chest.