Page 55 of One Sultry Summer

“Exactly.”

Valerie’s eyes roamed my body, lingering a little longer at my treasure trail leading beyond my pants to my growing erection. “So, no funny business, huh?”

The corner of my lip lifted. “Maybe later. Why don’t you get dressed and go down to see your boss.” I needed to control my urges and considerwhat Valerie is going through.

“Ex-boss, and he can wait.” She pulled at the ties of her bathrobe, and I watched as it slid to the ground exposing her soft pale skin. At that moment I completely forgot everything we had been talking about.

She removed the towel from her hair, letting her wet auburn locks tumble down and frame her face.

“God, you’re beautiful.” I crashed my lips into hers. I picked her up and pinned her to the wall. “You make it very difficult to resist.” I kissed her again, sliding my tongue into her mouth. She slid her fingers through my hair.

After a few minutes passed, I lowered her feet down to the ground and moved my hand caressing her soft skin, as I kneeled in front of her. I picked up one of her legs and draped it over my shoulder. I ran my tongue along her folds and stuck two fingers inside her. I couldn’t get enough of her; she soaked my fingers as I waspumping them in and out of her. She gripped my hair tightly. I lapped up her juices and as she moaned I flicked my tongue faster, pushing her over the precipice.

I lowered her leg and stood, Valerie’s eyes fluttering as she attempted to regain her composure. I smirked at a job well done. Her hands tugged at the buttons of my pants and quickly had them off in no time.

I shucked off my boxer briefs and slid my hand up and down my shaft. She licked her lips as she watched my hand move. “How do you want this?” There was no beating around the bush, I was going to give her what she wanted. She gave me a sultry look, that displayed passion and desire and her attraction to me. I stepped closer, picked her up, and had her straddle me as I held her against the wall.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and held on tightly. I kissed her and ground into her core, teasing her of what was to come. I couldfeel her pussy wetting my dick and I wanted to be inside her. “I want you inside me. Stop teasing me!” She didn’t have to ask again. While her legs were wrapped around my waist, I guided my dick to her entrance. We fit together perfectly, and as I thrust into her, she moaned in pleasure.

“God, you feel so good.” I opened my eyes to the realization that I was deep inside her with no condom. I stopped my movements. “Valerie, honey, we have to stop.”

“No, keep going.”

“I don’t have a condom on.”

“It’s fine, I’m on birth control.” I hesitated for a moment, considering the risks and weighing them against the intense desire we both felt. Her eyes met mine, filled with trust and yearning, and I knew she was aware of the implications. After a brief pause, we both agreed to continue, understanding the precautions she had taken.

I moved my hips back and forth. Together we had a steady rhythm. The only sound Icould hear was the beating of my heart and the pounding on the wall. I paused briefly and carried her over to bed and laid her down, where we could continue our lovemaking.

I kissed her lips again as I moved in and out of her body. Our bodies moved in sync, with the intensity building with each movement. The heat between us grew until we both cried out as we reached the peak of ecstasy, completely lost in the moment. I stayed inside her for a few moments before I pulled out and collapsed beside her.

We lay there trying to slow our breathing after the vigorous workout we had. Valerie chortled, “So much for taking a shower.”

I turned to my side to see her naked body next to mine. I lifted an eyebrow. “Who says you can’t take more than one in a day?” The corners of her mouth lifted into a smile. I stood and offered Valerie a hand. She took it and followed me to the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later we were clean, dry, and I was redressing. When Valerie was ready, we headed downstairs to the lobby. We didn’t see Mr. Graves, so we thought he had left, until we heard laughter coming from the dining area.

As we stepped in, I noticed Victoria was at a table with Mr. Graves. If I didn’t know better, I would say they were flirting. She was holding onto his gaze as he spoke. He laughed at her jokes, engaging in playful banter. She gave a subtle touch to his arm and leaned in during their conversation.

I followed Valerie to the table. “Excuse me. Mom, can you give Mr. Graves and me a minute to talk?”

“Of course, Val.” She pushed the chair back and stood up.

“Ms. Masterson, have you had breakfast yet?”

“I have, but I’d love a cup of coffee.”

“Come with me, I know the owner. She makes a wicked cappuccino unless you prefer a latte.”

“I’d love either.” She followed me to the kitchen where smells of various breakfast dishes were being made to replenish the buffet. “Are you sure it’s okay for us to be here?”

“Definitely.”

“Sugar britches, what are you doing in here? Are you looking to help us cook this morning?” My mom had a habit of calling me that when no one was looking. But today she must be full of piss and vinegar.

“Momma, you know Victoria Masterson. I was going to ask if you could be so kind as to make her a cappuccino.”

“You don’t think it’s a little too hot for a drink like that?”

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