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He rests his hands on my hips. “For the thousandth time, please stop thanking me. This trip is more for me than it is for you.”

I know he’s just saying that to make me feel less guilty about the ungodly sums of money he’s undoubtedly spending. The people here might be calling me queen, but it’s Cheetah who’s treating me like one.

Opening the top of his robe, I rub my hands all over his slippery, broad chest, and breathe, “It would be wasteful not to make use of all this oil.” We’re both covered in it from our massages.

He lifts his head, and his eyes open. I can feel him immediately harden under me. “I dream about your ass every time I close my eyes.”

“Me too.”

He pinches his eyebrows together. “You dream about my ass?”

“No, mine. It’s incredible.” I smile.

He chuckles. “You’re not wrong. When you play ball, all I can think about is holding onto your Princess Leia hair handles andpounding that ass. I swear I get hard every time you take the field.”

I immediately take the hair ties off my wrist and fix my hair as close as I can to the way I wear it for games. Standing, I slowly remove my robe and let it fall to the ground. “I’m here to make all your fantasies come true, Luke Skywalker. Or do you prefer to be Chewbacca? I haven’t seenStar Wars, but I can play along.”

He gasps. “You haven’t seenStar Wars?”

I shake my head. “Nope.”

“It’s my favorite movie, likeTitanicis for you.”

I scrunch my face. “It’s a boy movie.”

“It’s aneveryonemovie. It’s the highest-grossing franchise of all time.”

“Titanicis literally the highest-grossing movie of all time.” I sigh. “Which is it? Luke Skywalker or Chewbacca?”

His face lights up with mischief. “I think I prefer Han Solo. Want to see my lightsaber?”

I nod. “Always.”

Before I can take another breath, he’s standing with his robe on the ground, lifting me up, and running toward the bed.

I laugh as he throws me on it. Immediately flipping me over onto all fours, I wiggle my ass, turn my head around, and say, “Be gentle, Han. Your lightsaber is bigger than most.” I haven’t had anything nearly as big as him in my ass before.

He wiggles his eyebrows. “Just be happy we’re not in nature’s Viagra. My lightsaber would have two more inches.”

“Oh god. Then it would come out my throat. But your balls might still reach my clit.”

I laugh at my own joke before he spanks me hard and asks, “How much lube do you need?”

“Duh. A buttload.”

He rolls his eyes. “For real.”

“What’s on my body should suffice.”

He does his best to gather as much of the oil covering my body and his as possible. He first rubs it all over his dick. There’ssomething incredibly erotic about seeing him do that. I start touching myself as I watch him stroke himself. He’s so hot.

As soon as he notices me rubbing my clit, he lets out a groan. “Shit, Kam bam. You’re so fucking sexy.”

“I know.” I look his body up and down. “So are you.”

His eyes bore into mine. “I guess we’re a perfect match.”

Too perfect.

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