Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Ugh…what was I thinking?
I hear the front door click closed….
Wait.
Did he just leave?
I put my head into my hands, fuck it.
What are you doing you idiot?
I can’t even be adventurous for one weekend.
I drop my robe and walk to the mirror and turn to look at my behind. A large red handprint marks my skin.
How fucking dare he?
I drag my robe back on and I hit the button to open the heavy drapes.
It’s blatantly obvious that I’m not cut out for this type of thing. No wonder he left.
Damn it, I’m so disappointed. Especially now I know how fucking gorgeous he is.
As the drapes slowly open they reveal a large sunken spa in the balcony overlooking the beautiful valley down below. It’s hot and bubbling, steam is rising into the air and I give a weak smile. May as well take a hot spa bath in in the freezing cold in Switzerland…why the hell not.
I get a vision of him on his knees behind me…and his tongue…. I feel a throb deep in my sex.
It was so hot.
What made me blow up like that?
Maybe I overreacted?
To be fair, I don’t think I would have survived having sex with that god anyway.
Probably a good thing he’s gone.
I walk out onto the balcony and put my hand into the water of the spa bath, it’s hot and inviting.
I look left and I look right, screw it, nobody’s here. I drop my robe and get in. I sink back into the water and rest my head on the side.
“Wow.” The hot water tickles my senses and I smile.
For a long time I soak but the more relaxed I get, the more I see him.
“Look me in the eye and take your fucking clothes off.”
Arousal beats through my bloodstream at the way he was looking at me while I was undressing.
“Eyes on me.”
I get a vision of him sitting there with his hand on his cock.
What I wouldn’t have given to have just one night with a man like him.
Not in the way he wanted me though…. Just in the way that I wanted him.
Although something tells me that Mr Doe’s version of vanilla wouldn’t be anywhere close to mine.
Deflated, I drop my head back against the side of the tub and close my eyes.
Oh well, it is what it is. Sorry Misty, I tried.
All waxed up and nowhere to go.
“Room for one more?”
The voice startles me and I jump, Mr Doe is standing beside the spa.
“I thought you left?”
“I did.”
I raise an eyebrow in question.
“I came back.”
“Why?”
“We have unfinished business.”
I stare at him.
“Can I get in or not?” he says impatiently.
“I have a giant handprint on my ass, I want to hear an apology.”
He looks at me deadpan.
I raise an eyebrow.
“Miss Doe, I apologize for getting aroused and slapping you in what I believed was a playful sexual act. I forget that not everyone is playful.”
Hmm, that’s a passive-aggressive apology if ever I heard one.
“Okay,” I say.
“Okay what?”
“Okay you can get in.”
“The question is.” He glares at me. “Do I want to now?”
“Not sure.” I shrug. “But please know I’m naked in here.”
“Although annoyed, that’s an excellent incentive.” He takes his suit jacket off and puts it onto the chair as he kicks his shoes off.
Is he going to undress in front of me?
He undoes his shirt buttons and he tears his shirt off over his shoulders. His broad muscular chest comes into view, it has a scattering of dark hair and his shoulders are ripped and buff. I feel my face flush as I sit in the front row to watch the strip show.
Yes…yes he is undressing.
Hallelujah the world is saved.
I look around as I try to pretend not to ogle, but once he slides his pants down and his large cock springs free…all bets are off and I can’t help but look.
Oh my….
Thick quad muscles, well-kept pubic hair, and the biggest dick I ever saw.
The man is a god…or a porn star, but honestly who cares, either works for me.
He sinks into the water beside me and his close proximity steals my breath. There’s no denying it, there is some serious sexual chemistry here.
We stare at each other as the air crackles between us.
“You said we have unfinished business. You mean sex?” I ask.
“Isn’t that what you’re here for?” he replies.
I swipe my hand through the water and it causes a ripple as I try to articulate my thoughts.
“Are you here just for sex?” I ask.
“I’m not here for a romantic date if that’s what you’re asking.” He slides his hand up my thigh underneath the water. “Although I must admit I wasn’t expecting to find someone as beautiful as you here.”
My heart swells.
What is it about this guy, even a hint of a compliment sends me weak at the knees.
“Me either.”