Page 3 of Til Death Do Us Part

The elevator dinged, and we all rushed out. I was hoping our relaxation time would chill out the mood of the group, or more importantly, Jordan and Camilla.

“All of our rooms are on the same floor, but apart. I hope that’s okay. I didn’t think anyone wanted to hear what everyone else is doing, if you know what I mean.” He wagged his brows while the smirk on his face grew.

“Oh yeah, I don’t want to hear that at all. Ew,” Everly turned and held out her hand for her keycard.

Jordan gave us each our keys and pulled Camilla down the hall in the opposite direction. “Let’s meet down at the pool for lunch and drinks in say,” he looked down at his watch and then back up, “thirty minutes.”

“You’re losing your touch if that’s all it takes,” I shot back and looked to see which way my room was.

“Don’t worry about me. Worry about your own dick. When was the last time you got some?” he yelled before he disappeared around a corner.

“Asshole,” I muttered.

“Are they usually like this together?” Everly asked as she caught up to me.

“In college, they were, or at least when I went to school with them. I’ve been gone for a year and I thought…actually, I thought they might have broken up, but when Jordan called me saying he wanted me to be here for his wedding and he was marrying Camilla, I assumed they’d be better.”

“Well, you know what they say when you assume, don’t you?”

“I do, but why get married if you’re always going to be fighting? I don’t want that when I get married.”

“Maybe it’s the awesome makeup sex they have or maybe…I don’t know. I’m not that well versed in relationships to say.” She held up her keycard. “This is me. What number are you?”

“1430,” I flashed her the number on my envelope as I took in her room number of 1425. “I’ll see you in thirty, downstairs.”

First things first. When I stepped inside my hotel room, I stripped my clothes off and threw them in the corner. They felt diseased after the plane ride where someone had been coughing almost the entire flight. I’d be lucky if I wasn’t sick in a couple of days.

Wanting to wash the grime of the trip off of me, I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As I waited for the water to heat up, I found a pair of swim trunks, a pair of flip-flops, and a t-shirt to wear down to the pool before I hopped into the warm water and let it wash away my morning.

Drying off, I tried to rush, knowing everyone was likely waiting on me. I’d stayed in the shower until the water ran cold, trying to get my body under control. I couldn’t be out at the pool sporting a semi for the world to see.

A soft knock had me looking over my shoulder. It was too early for housekeeping to be coming by.

“Sorry, your door was open…” Everly stopped in the middle of my hotel room floor and covered her eyes before she peeked out between her hands.

I knew I should have covered up, but instead, I dropped my towel and turned to her.

“Oh my,” she breathed out.

Oh, my indeed. My once half hard cock was now saluting my unexpected guest.

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Everly

“Oh,”is all I managed to say as Leo’s very large and very erect cock pointed at me from a few feet away. My jaw dropped and my panties became incredibly wet when he became bigger right before my very eyes.

He took a step toward me and asked. “Do you like what you see?”

My traitorous body went against what my brain was telling me to say and nodded frantically as I squirmed in place, trying to lessen the desire I felt for the man in front of me.

“Do you want to touch it?” I couldn’t see his face because I couldn’t take my eyes off the appendage that I wanted to lick like a lollipop, but I could hear the smirk in his tone. Normally, it would have bothered me, but not in this case. Leo had every right to be cocky about said cock.

He probably had a throng of women who he’d slept with over the years, who had altars in their homes for his dick.

That thought broke me out of my haze. I didn’t want to be another notch on his bedpost or a check mark to his growing cult of worshippers.

Stepping back, I turned and looked at his hotel room door. “I didn’t mean to barge in on you. I thought you’d be ready to go since you’re a guy and normally men seem to need zero point two seconds to get ready for most things. Naked wasn’t what I was expecting.”

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