She didn’t allow me that though. Instead, she moved to her desk and rummaged around in it for a moment before returning to my side, an envelope in hand.
“What’s this?” I looked at the large, pink envelope she held with my name on it.
She bit her bottom lip for a moment before handing it to me.
I took it and pried open the seal to find a packet inside. I stared down at it in confusion.
“The Maldives?” I flipped open the brochure and saw the plane tickets inside and an over-water bungalow reservation. I blinked in confusion at it. “What’s this?”
“I thought it would be nice for me and you to get away together for a vacation.” She gave me a nervous look. “I didn’t ask the guys, so they don’t know. I just thought—”
She didn’t get to finish the rest of her sentence before I crushed my lips against hers, the packet falling to the floor, the papers scattering.
Within moments, I had her pinned beneath me and was thrusting into her body, her soft whimpers against my lips.
“I love you. I love you so fucking much, Rosebud.” I snapped my hips forward, fucking her slowly, my heart filled with so much joy and maybe even a little relief. If she could plan a vacation for the two of us set a few months into the future, then maybe everything would continue to be OK. It meant she wasn’t thinking about leaving or running scared after the shit with the kings and Bianca happened. Because I’d seen the look in her eyes. The fear on her face. I’d heard her talking to Fox about it and him consoling her and promising shit would be OK when we fucking knew it probably wasn’t going to be.
“Ah.” She gasped against my lips as I squeezed her breast and railed into her, my pace picking up.
“Come for me, Rosebud. Come on my cock, baby.” I nipped her bottom lip and pulled away to stare down at her as I continued my work on her tight pussy. She was the most beautiful girl in the world to me.
She always would be.
My Rosebud.
A cry left her mouth as her pussy spasmed around my dick. That’s all it took for me to follow, spilling my load deep inside her warm confines.
I groaned loudly through it, the pleasure something un-fucking-fathomable, before slowing to a stop.
It took me a moment to catch my breath as she raked her fingers gently through my hair.
“You didn’t even take my panties off,” she murmured.
“I was too excited, so I just pushed them aside.” I ran my hand up her bare thigh, thanking god for short skirts on pretty girls.
She let out a soft laugh, a smile on her face.
“Thank you. For the trip. Baby, you don’t know how much that means to me.” I kissed her lightly, still buried in her heat.
She wiggled beneath me, making me hiss.
“You like it?”
I didn’t know if she was talking about her pussy still hugging my cock or the trip. It didn’t matter. I had the same answer for both.
“I fucking love it, Rosebud.”
She let out a contented sigh. “I haven’t told the guys.”
“I’ll take care of it.” I kissed her again.
She smiled against my lips. “You’re still inside me.”
“I like being inside you. Spoiler. I don’t have any intention of pulling out. Your pussy is going to keep my cock warm. Is that OK?”
“Mm, yes.”
It was my turn to smile against her lips. Carefully, I shifted us so we were on our sides, her leg thrown over mine and my cock still inside her. My little buddy had almost slipped out in the movement, but I remedied it quickly and jutted my hips to push back into her.