Page 111 of An Adventure For Aster

She’d been planning it all afternoon in her head and nothing was going to stop her.

“Glad to know,” he said.

He shut the truck off and she jerked up. “Sorry,” she said. “What happened?’

“I think you fell asleep,” he said, laughing. “Let me come around and help you down. I don’t need you breaking an ankle or something when you get out.”

“I’ll let you,” she said. What a bummer. She needed to get her second wind somehow.

When he came around and opened the door, she reached her arms out for him and he picked her up with his hands on her hips and had her slide down his body until her feet hit the pavement.

Now that worked her up and gave her some energy.

“I’ve got a surprise for you,” she said.

“What’s that?” he asked. “Going to show me how fast you can fall asleep?”

“It’s only seven. I just needed a catnap. A shower will revive me. I can do what I want in there,” she said, turning and pointing her finger at him.

He chuckled and took the key out of her hand and opened the door.

“A shower sounds good,” he said. “Not much room in there for both of us.”

“I’ll make it work,” she said.

They got to her room and she turned quickly and wiggled at him, then cleared her throat. “Do you need something?”

“I need you to unzip me,” she said.

She wasn’t sure she could get her arms behind her to get it undone. She’d had help when she got dressed at Ivy’s. The guys got dressed at River’s.

Once her gown was undone, she let it drop to the floor, kicking her shoes off at the same time.

“That’s a cute set,” he said.

“The dress was so light in color that it was easier to do the nude color. I bought it special, but I think I’m all sweaty. Not very sexy. My hair is probably falling out and my makeup running.”

“You look adorably like the woman I love.”

“Awww,” she said. “The most perfect thing in the world to say. Do you get sappy at weddings too?”

He snorted at her as she was loosening his tie to take it off and then attacking the buttons on his shirt. He’d ditched his jacket hours ago like a lot of the men did.

“No,” he said. “I don’t think I get sappy at many things. But this was the first wedding I’ve been to.”

“Oh yeah,” she said. She pushed his shirt off his chest. “You told me that. Drop your pants and let’s hit the shower.”

She quickly dropped her bra, slid her panties down, and ran naked to the bathroom.

Maybe it was the champagne giving her some courage.

She turned the water on, got it to the temperature she wanted, and then felt Aster’s hands on her hips again and he lifted her and put her under the water.

Her braid got wet, but it kept her hair back from her face, which was a good thing.

Aster climbed in with her and she pulled the curtain shut, then grabbed the soap and lathered her hands and went right for his chest down to his dick.

Once he was rinsed off she didn’t give him a chance to do anything else and dropped to her knees and covered him with her mouth.

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