“Pick a door. Trust me.”We stop in the middle of the empty hallway and he scans the series of doors, each of them painted in a different neon color. “Is this your way of balancing my chakras?”I give him an impish grin. “It’s a start.”Clearly still dubious, he tips his chin at the orange door. “Th
“I want to.” I take his hand and press the palm to my cheek. “Talk to me.”Tristan hedges a moment. “You know I haven’t been with anyone. Since the divorce.” He rolls a thick shoulder. “A lot of that was because of work. Because I didn’t meet anyone that interested me. But, uh…the divorce had a lot
The elevator door opens directly into the suite, but I can’t summon the willpower to stop kissing Lia and step off. I can’t believe it—this is the first time I’ve kissed her with tongue. I didn’t realize before that my hands were touching, our bodies rubbing, even our lips pressing. But we haven’t k
God almighty.Her ass is completely bare, except for the little pink string caught between her cheeks. I’ve never seen anything so taut, round and delicious in my life. And those stockings that run up to mid-thigh…they’re naughty. Somehow the black, see through nylon makes this assignation exactly w
“Tristan. Oh Daddy! Oh, fuck!,” she whines, still undulating on my face.I made this beautiful goddess come and it inflates me with male pride. Might be ugly, too old for her and oversized, but at the very least, I can give her an orgasm. That confidence has my body moving to flip Lia on her back. S
“Harder, Big Daddy. Punish me.”I’m not sure how I stop myself from ejaculating. Maybe it’s the intense need to stay locked inside her perfection for as long as possible, but somehow I hold back. Long enough to pull out of Lia and flip her face down, yanking her hips up and back into my lap. I re=en
I’m trying really hard to focus on organizing my class schedule, but gifts keep arriving. It has been a week since my first time with Tristan. Since then, we’ve been meeting at the suite every night at nine o’clock…and I’ve never been so happy. So cherished and safe and excited to wake up in the mo
Now, I roll over onto my back and let the silk material of my robe fall open. “Big Daddy,” I whisper into the receiver. “I miss you.” His breath is unsteady in my ear. “I miss you, too, baby. Did you get your presents?” “Yes. Thank you, Tristan, they’re beautiful. My favorite is the emerald cockta