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And when Sinclaire wakes, I rouse, too.
We order room service breakfast. From the clatter of the trays forty minutes later, I know I’m not the only one in the hallway who has the same idea.
I stalk to the door and open it just long enough to grab our food, ignoring the curious looks from the other heads that peek out of open doors.
They’ll find out who I’ve had in my room soon enough, but it won’t be while I’m half-naked. Or before I’ve made sure Sinclaire has a full belly—in more ways than one.
My girl is sitting up in bed, the sheet barely covering her, when I return. I gruffly point out all the food I ordered, and her cheeks turn pink at the pancakes and bacon.
“Your favorite, right?”
She nods. “I’m no good at making them myself yet.”
“We’ll spend all winter practicing.” I add butter and syrup to the stack, then cut her a piece. “Open up.”
She giggles, but takes the bite.
Watching bliss ripple over her face is a fucking gift.
Her eyes flutter shut, her thick lashes brushing her pink cheeks, and I have a sudden image of her having the exact same reaction as she takes the crown of my cock into her mouth, nursing on the tip. Her cheeks hollowing out as she sucks…
When she blinks them open again, she tilts her head to the side. “What?”
“Nothing.”
“Trick…” She pokes me with her toe. “What were you just thinking about?”
“It was dirty.”
Her eyes sparkle. “Even better. Tell me.”
“I wondered if you’d make those same little happy sounds as you…” I can’t say it. I can say a lot of things to this girl, butsuck my cockdies on my lips. “If you might please me.”
She laughs out loud this time. Not a giggle, but a full on belly laugh. It’s fucking sexy. “With a blow job, you mean?” Her lips purse for a second, her gaze softening. “Or would you rather I call it making love to you with my mouth?”
My cock likes all of that. “You can call it anything you want.”
She pushes breakfast aside. “Come here, slugger. I want to?—”
I yank the tray back, her orange juice wobbling. “Eat first.”
“Iamgoing to eat,” she says innocently.
Now my erection is hard and straining up to my belly, threatening to escape my boxer briefs. I wrap my fingers over it. Her attention follows my hand. “Have a few more bites of pancake,” I say hoarsely.
She grabs the fork and does what she’s told. I’m fixated on each drop of maple syrup she licks up and the sweet little sounds of satisfaction she makes, so I barely register the tray sliding away again.
I’m not going to tell her no a second time, anyway.
She twists around, laying on her belly now, as she reaches for my waistband.
Her fingers look soft and innocent against my calloused mitt, but she knocks my hand away with ease, already familiar with my body after a single night.
Has my cock ever looked bigger than it does in her hand? Smooth, stretched skin, deep purple. Pale fingers stroking up and down it, and then she pushes my thighs apart, kneeling in front of me on the bed. Her touch trails to my balls, her gaze locked on my face.
I stop breathing.
She smiles, a girl who has just discovered infinite power, and she squeezes my nuts gently. “Do you like this?”
