Page 50 of Hold Me Tight

Out of respect for my parents, I wait until everyone has retired to bed before slipping out of my room and knocking on Angie’s door. It cracks open and a gorgeous chocolate brown eye appears. She opens the door just wide enough for me to slip through. Hell, this reminds me of the first two nights I visited her here. Like we’re teenagers sneaking around so our parents don’t find out.

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to come tonight,” Angie murmurs softly as she closes the door behind me. Cupping her jaw, I kiss her thoroughly, lifting my head to smirk down at her.

“Nothing would have kept me away.”

Angie blushes, a heated look flashing in her eyes. She steps out of my reach, spreading her arms where she’s standing in one of her lacy lingerie style nightgowns.

“Well?” She cocks a brow at me and grins wickedly. I watch her, not sure where she’s going with this. When I don’t speak, Angie giggles softly, still holding her arms wide.

“I believe I promised to only do ‘what Tim tells me to’. So, what does Tim tell me to do?”

We stand in silence for a long moment as my brain tries to remember how to form words. Shit. I lick my lips, my eyes dipping down to leisurely peruse her lingerie-clad form. A grin tugs at the corners of my mouth as I realize what I want her to do.

“Get naked,” I breathe. Angie’s grin widens as she slowly strips off her nightdress. “And then get on your knees in front of the fire.”

I stand stock still, staring at the incredible sight in front of me as Angie throws me flirtatious glances, removing her clothing. When she is gloriously naked, she crosses to the fireplace, kneeling there, folding her hands into her lap as she watches me silently.

Yeah. That’s what I want to see. Crossing to her, I stop in front of her, looking down at her as I reach out and stroke her hair. I can’t wait any longer. I shove my sweats down to free my cock.

Angie’s eyes dip to it, and her breathing hitches, but she still doesn’t move. She’s waiting for my instructions. Fuck me. I groan in anticipation.

Tangling my fingers in her hair, I use my hold to draw her face closer to my cock, until her plump pink lips bump against it. “Open your mouth.”

Angie’s eyes lock with mine as she obligingly opens her mouth wide. Biting down on my lower lip, I guide my cock into her mouth, tangling my other hand into her hair as well.

“Suck it,” I gasp as my eyes flutter closed and Angie’s hands move up to wrap around the base of my cock. Her tongue flutters around the shaft and she obligingly sucks.

God, this feels fucking amazing. Tipping my head forward, I open my eyes to watch what she’s doing. The sight of her, naked on her knees, sucking me off as the firelight dances across her lily-white skin is too much, and I tighten my grip on her hair.

“I need to fuck your mouth, babe.”

Angie’s eyes flash up to mine and she immediately moves her hands to grip my hips, slacking her jaw obediently. Any thread of control I had left in me snaps and I pump my hips as I stay true to my word, fucking her mouth.

When I come, Angie’s hands tighten on my hips and she swallows until I step back, my cock slipping out of her mouth. Holy fucking hell. That was the hottest thingever.

Reaching down, I tug Angie to her feet, picking her up and tipping her onto the bed while she squeals quietly. Shucking out of my clothes, I slide into bed, tugging the coverlet up over us and wrapping my arms around Angie.

“How’d I do?”

I can hear the laughter in her voice.

“Perfect,” I growl back at her, which sets her off giggling as she snuggles against my chest.

“You have to sneak out tonight, don’t you?”

Burying my face in her hair, I swallow down my disappointment at the idea. The last six days, waking up with Angie in my arms every morning, have been the most incredible of my life. I don’t care how pathetic that makes me sound, it’s the truth.

I also don’t care that I’m in way over my head right now. I know Uncle Bill told me I wasn’t to hurt Angie when this vacation was over, but I’m more worried about hurting myself if I’m being honest.

“Yeah. I think I should have a chat with my parents before I stay the whole night while they’re here in the house. It feels only fair that I give them a heads up. I don’t want them finding out by seeing me come out of your room in the morning and drawing the wrong conclusion.”

“The wrong conclusion? Like it was a one-night stand or something?” Angie sounds confused, a cute frown pulling her brow down over her eyes.

“Yeah.”

Or something. Likely, my parents would just assume I’m using Angie for sex while I’m here on vacation. Mom would be incredibly disappointed because she hasrulesabout fraternizing with members of staff. Dad would probably try to make some inappropriate joke about Angie that would piss me the fuck off. Then he would probably make some comment about my being resourceful or some shit, which would piss me off even more.

They’d both definitely be dismissive that this could be anything more than casual, mindless sex. Because they are snobby asfuck.

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