Page 33 of The Playboy
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I wake earlythe next morning, excited to get a chance to see some of the city. I open my phone and text Tait to make sure he is up and will be ready to go.
Me:Get up, sleepy head. It’s time to see the city. I hope you’re wearing something to hide your face. Don’t need people swarming you all day long.
Within minutes, I hear a knock on my door and a familiar Irish lilt coming through. “Hurry it up, lass. I haven’t got all day.”
I smile and run to the door to open it.I shouldn’t be this excited to see him.He’s standing in front of me in a hat pulled low over his face, a tight navy t-shirt, a pair of khaki shorts, and sneakers. I appraise his outfit and nod my approval. “Looking good.”
His smile is dazzling, and his eyes have a small twinkle to them. “You too, although I imagine you might want a few more clothes on if we are going to head out in public. Not that I mind the view, but others don’t need to be looking at you.”
I look down at the t-shirt and panties I tossed on to answer the door. “Yeah, well, I wasn’t expecting you to be here so early. I figured I would text you to wake you up, not expecting you to be fully clothed and here. I have to take a fast shower. Give me a few minutes?”
He steps into the room and presses me against the wall, the door shutting quietly behind us. “Or, I can join you and can get that orgasm you still owe me from yesterday. I always collect my debts.”
His soft, pink lips brush mine, and I melt into him, allowing his hands and lips to roam freely over my body. His breath tastes minty as his tongue mingles with mine. Every time he touches or kisses me, my feelings for him grow. I know this whole thing started as a business deal, but the farther I travel down the road, the more I want it to be real.
He pulls my shirt over my head and helps me step out of my panties. I push his hat off and tug at his shirt. He pulls it over his head as my fingers dance over his perfect abs down to his pants. I want to feel him in me again, and I try to take what I want.
“No, stop topping me,” he growls. He spins me around so my hands are on the wall and presses on my lower back, so I press my ass out toward him. He presses all the way in, and I bite my lip to keep from moaning too loud. “Play with yourself. Do whatever you have to do to get off. I want to feel you come on me.”
My fingers snake between my legs, and I rub myself exactly how I like—back and forth, up and down. He grips my throat, adding a small amount of pressure, and my heart rate skyrockets. I can hear my pulse in my ears, and it does nothing but add to the euphoric high I’m feeling.
“Fuck, I’m so close,” I pant.
“Come for me like a good girl, Sam. Make me want to fill you up.” He places his hand over mine, helping me work myself over, and repeatedly hits the same spot inside me that makes me see stars. My legs shake uncontrollably as I reach my orgasm and come around him. “Good girl,” he coos as he finishes, coming deep inside me.
He licks and kisses my neck before sliding out of me. I feel warm liquid running down my legs as I lean into the wall for added support. I’m smiling wide until it dawns on me that I'm smiling like an idiot because I’m literally falling or this man.
This is a business deal only—sex, no strings.I stiffen and push away from the wall.
“Let’s take a shower so we can get out of here.” I refuse to look at him as I tie my hair into a messy bun on top of my head and turn on the water.
“Sam, is everything all right?” He places his hands on my shoulders and looks at me in the mirror, trying to grab my attention.
“Yep, why wouldn’t it be?”
“Your whole body language changed.” He kisses my bare shoulder. “Did I do something wrong?” His voice and eyes soften. He almost looks sad.Why would he be sad? He’s getting exactly what he wants.
“Nope. I’m good.” I meet his eyes in the mirror for the briefest of moments. He squints a fraction but lets the subject drop. He gives my butt a little smack, and we get into the shower so we can head out for the day.
Chapter 21
My whole bodyis on fire as I fuck her against the wall. This girl does things to me and stirs emotions I haven’t felt in a very long time. We both finish, and I really just want to move her to the bed and keep her hostage all day long. She has her heart set on sightseeing though, and I don’t want to take that away from her because I’m selfish.
Her entire body language changes in an instant, and she emotionally distances herself from me. “Let’s take a shower so we can get out of here.” She steps away from me to start the water and puts her hair up.
I walk up behind her and place my hands on her shoulders, trying to catch her attention in the mirror. “Sam, is everything all right?”
“Yep, why wouldn’t it be?” She tries to sound cheery.
“Your whole body language changed.” I kiss her shoulder. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Nope. I’m good.” She meets my eyes in the mirror, and I appraise her, not believing her words.Something has changed, and I will figure out what.“All right, well, let’s get a move on. I want to see everything Vancouver has to offer, and I want to take you out for lunch. We haven’t had a lot of time to talk, and I think we need to.”
We shower and change quickly, and she puts her long hair into a low ponytail and adds a splash of makeup to her already beautiful face. I keep looking at her ponytail though, imagining wrapping my hands around it and pulling her head back as I fuck her relentlessly. It hasn’t even been that long since I’ve had her, and I want to sink deep into her again. My dick is straining against my shorts.
“You shouldn’t wear your hair like that, you know.” She looks like me, confused, and I continue. “See, when it’s in a ponytail like that, I just imagine myself grabbing it and pulling your head back, restricting you as needed and guiding your head how I like it best.” I watch her eyes droop, and she licks her lips, clearly imagining it as well. I glide my fingers through her tied hair. “Your hair pulled back like this is like my own personal leash. I imagine you in all sorts of positions and the different ways I can fuck you.” I take a step closer to her and lean my lips toward her ear to whisper. “I especially want to fuck that pretty little ass of yours. Will you let me, Sam?”