Page 39 of The Book Signing

“Oh, it’s not that. I’ve just haven’t had sex in a long time. A very long time, for my previous standards.”

I don’t let her think about it any second longer and grab the back of her neck and kiss her. Her hands fly up to my face and we kiss as the driver takes us back to the resort, embracing the compact room. We have nowhere to run, and foreplay may as well start now.

My right hand leaves her head and I glide it up her smooth leg, wanting more contact.

Abigail doesn’t say anything, or does nothing to stop me, so I continue my slow journey and then find her soft material. As I swipe my thumb against the spot that covers her clit, she gasps against my lips.

Just as I plan on moving my fingers inside the lacy material, the car comes to a stop, and I quickly remove my hand.

“Thank you”, Abigail says to the driver and pays him, tapping the credit card before I get the chance to hand over mine.

I suppress an eye roll at her triumphant smile as she quickly gets out of the car, and I follow. We walk side by side under the dark sky; the pathway illuminated by the lights glowing outside the bungalows and small lamps along the walkways.

The moment we are at my hotel room, I grab her hand and bring her close to the door. This is where she’ll be tonight.

Abigail gazes at me, her facial expressions range from desire to eagerness, and fuck, I am loving it. And like a predator, she makes the first move. Fast enough that I didn’t even get the chance to act suave.

Whisking herself towards me, Abigail grabs me by the front of my shirt and whispers.

“I promised myself I wouldn’t do this again, but lord help me, I am losing this battle with you.” Then her soft lips collide against mine.

I grab the back of her neck and pull her towards me, deepening the intensity of the kiss. It’s a play of push and pull which turns me on.

Even as we kiss, I take out the key card from my back pocket and swipe it with such haste, like I would die if this door doesn’t open right now.Relieved to hear the click that unlocks the annoyingly heavy door, I grab Abigail’s wrist and pull her inside, separating our lips.

Once we cross the threshold of no turning back, Abigail’s hands land on my shoulders, gripping my shirt.

“This needs to be removed,” she states, taking off my shirt quickly. She drags her fingers down my torso until they meet my fly, giving it a slight rub, which makes my cock grow harder. “And this, Mr. Sunters. This definitely needs to go.” I can’t help but grin, loving her playfulness even though she paints a serious demeanor. However, any seriousness disappears when Abigail bites her lip and her green eyes sparkle. “Because I take pity on its prisoner, who, from my understanding, deserves freedom.”

A chuckle vibrates through me as I pepper kisses down her neck and playfully thrust my crotch in her hand.

“All yours, baby,” I whisper.

Abigail seems to take reign tonight. I try not to dominate like I usually do. It’s what I’m used to.

The little vixen takes the hint and vigorously undoes my fly, then tugs my pants down, along with my boxers. Her eyes sparkle as she takes in thejutting erection, a pink flush growing along her nape and cheeks.

Quickly, I step out of my pants and shrug them aside, now fully naked for her to eyes to feast on.

I follow Abigail’s movement, watching this compelling woman who has consumed all my thoughts as she kneels down, face-to-face with my throbbing dick. Her hands grab my ass cheeks, and she bites down on a plump lip.

A strand of her hair falls across her forehead and I push it back before I suddenly feel warmth on my dick.

“Fuck, Abi.” I groan.

That must boost her on because her mouth envelopes my whole hard length. Her head moves back and forth, making my eyes roll back from the sudden and yet intense pleasure. Her speed is perfect and fuck, she knows what to do to make a grown man moan.

A part of me wants this to stop so I can dominate tonight, give her the gratification first, but another part of me wants to shut up and enjoy a good blow job.

I decide to go with the latter, and run my fingers through her hair, cradling her head in place as I move in sync to her mouth. As she gives me aglorious blow, she also sneakily cups my ball sack as she sucks me.

“Baby, that feels good.”

Her movements increase, becoming faster, and I can sense I am going to climax soon. But coming in her mouth is not how I intend tonight to end, so I gently pull back, hearing a pop as my dick sensually slides out of her mouth.

“Abi, any faster and tonight won’t be going the way we planned.”

She chuckles and stands up and says, “Well then, let’s not waste time,” then slams her lips against mine. I grab her ass and lift her up, loving the feel of her soaked thong against my hard dick.

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