Her eyes fly open and she glares at me. “I don’t like it when you stop.”
“Not the question I asked.”
“You become a chatty Cathy in bed.”
I slowly withdraw my fingers. “I can stop.”
“No. No. No.”
I raise my eyebrow and wait for her to respond.
“Yes. I like it when you touch me. Satisfied?”
I smirk. “Not yet. But you will be soon.”
“Yes, please.”
“I like it when you’re polite.”
“Don’t get…” Her voice trails off when I begin pumping my fingers in her.
Her inner walls tighten around me. “Are you going to come for me, Petal?”
“Yes,” she breathes out.
I rub my palm against her clit as I continue to thrust into her pussy. Her legs tremble and her walls convulse. She’s nearly there. She plants her heels onto the bed and meets me thrust for thrust.
“Come,” I whisper in her ear. “Come for me.”
Her mouth falls open in a silent scream and her walls tighten around me as she climaxes.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” She chants as I draw out her orgasm with my fingers.
Only when she collapses on the bed, do I withdraw my fingers. I scramble to my knees.
“My turn.” I pull her panties down her legs before pushing my shorts and boxers down. I reach for her but stop. “Shit.”
“What’s wrong?”
“Condom.” I didn’t bring any with me. I didn’t want to assume.
“In the drawer.”
My brow furrows. “Did you bring condoms?” Did she plan this? Did she want to seduce me?
“Nope. According to the note, the resort provides condoms for all its guests. In fact, you can ask for more ‘adult toys’ if need be.”
“Adult toys?” Blossom would be beautiful tied to the four-poster bed. I shake those thoughts away. No time now. And this is one time only. No repeats.
I snatch a condom from the drawer. Once it’s on, I settle between Blossom’s thighs and notch my cock at her entrance.
“You sure about this?”
“You going to give me another orgasm?”
“Maybe more than one,” I grumble.
She smiles and the sight hits me straight in the heart. How I wish I could see her smile in my bed every day for the rest of my life. But it’s not to be.