couldn’t resist. He gave her cheeks a slight squeeze while placing a light kiss on the nape of her neck. Suddenly, his shorts grew tight in the front.
“Marcus, we’re in a public place. Behave yourself.” She tried to be stern, but after the kiss on her neck, she didn’t even know how she was still standing. Her legs felt like cooked spaghetti.
His second mistake touching her, and now he couldn’t stop. He slid his hands into the satin top from behind and cupped her tits. He could feel that her nipples were already hard. When he felt her head fall back onto his shoulder, he lost control.
Extending his chest just enough to give her a nudge, he made her put her arms out in front of her and placed her hands on the wall for stability.
“Spread your legs just a little more. You’re barely dressed as it is,” he whispered in her ear. She would have refused, but the sparks that ran through her body must have fried her brain. She dutifully spread ‘em.
Marcus unzipped his shorts and thrust his hips forward, feeling how wet she was between her legs. He pushed gently on the small of her back, and Sydney willing put her ass out there. Reaching both hands between her legs, he used his fingers to separate her lips and slid right in.
The moan that escaped her mouth surprised Marcus. He immediately placed his hand on her mouth to quiet her. He was even more surprised when she started sucking his fingers like they were pieces of candy.
He held onto her hip with his free hand and began thrusting his hips in short strides, hitting her root harder each time. By the fourth thrust, Sydney unraveled, and her sex pulsated around Marcus’ dick. Two thrusts later, Sydney was still coming, and Marcus exploded.
Tucking his dick back into his shorts, Marcus asked, “So, you think we should buy these?”
“I’m guessing we have to since I’ve already used this one.”
After Sydney quickly redressed, they made their purchase and were out the door, both wearing huge grins on their faces.
Hello , Sydney called out to whatever was possessing her body, whoever’s holding my brain hostage, please let it go. I can’t afford to have another episode like this again. I’m too fucking old to be doing this kinda shit.
“Wow, that was fuckin’ hot. Not only are you sexy, but you’re fun,” Marcus declared, pulling Sydney close to his side and kissing the top of her head. “Let’s go have some lunch. I’m starving now.”
After having a nice lunch in which they managed to keep their hands to themselves, Sydney was ready for a nap. She hadn’t taken a nap since the twins were infants. Crap, the kids. It was her third day in Vegas and she hasn’t spoken to anyone back home. She’d have to make time later this afternoon to check in at home.
Marcus reached into his pocket to get his cell to call for their car. “Hey, even though I have to meet clients for dinner, I’d love it if you would meet me afterward for cocktails. We could go to the club at the hotel.”
“What club would that be?”
“I’m not sure, but I’ll be at the Venetian.”
It felt like someone took a spear and harpooned her heart. She dropped the bags she was holding, drew her hands to her heart, and started crying.
“Baby, are you okay? Take a breath. Breathe. Sydney, what just happened?” Marcus gathered her into his arms.
“I can’t go to the Venetian, I just can’t.” The look on her face told it all.
“Shit, were you originally staying there? Fuck, I’m sorry. I should have guessed. I’m so sorry, Syd.” He was coddling her like a little baby, swaying side to side. “We don’t even have to leave the room. I’ll cancel my appointment.”
“No, you go meet your clients. I’ll be fine. I just need a little time to recoup. How ‘bout we just meet at the nightclub at the Bellagio?”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded.
The car ride back to the hotel was quiet. Sydney was having trouble deciphering the thoughts in her head. She was so
“Marcus, we’re in a public place. Behave yourself.” She tried to be stern, but after the kiss on her neck, she didn’t even know how she was still standing. Her legs felt like cooked spaghetti.
His second mistake touching her, and now he couldn’t stop. He slid his hands into the satin top from behind and cupped her tits. He could feel that her nipples were already hard. When he felt her head fall back onto his shoulder, he lost control.
Extending his chest just enough to give her a nudge, he made her put her arms out in front of her and placed her hands on the wall for stability.
“Spread your legs just a little more. You’re barely dressed as it is,” he whispered in her ear. She would have refused, but the sparks that ran through her body must have fried her brain. She dutifully spread ‘em.
Marcus unzipped his shorts and thrust his hips forward, feeling how wet she was between her legs. He pushed gently on the small of her back, and Sydney willing put her ass out there. Reaching both hands between her legs, he used his fingers to separate her lips and slid right in.
The moan that escaped her mouth surprised Marcus. He immediately placed his hand on her mouth to quiet her. He was even more surprised when she started sucking his fingers like they were pieces of candy.
He held onto her hip with his free hand and began thrusting his hips in short strides, hitting her root harder each time. By the fourth thrust, Sydney unraveled, and her sex pulsated around Marcus’ dick. Two thrusts later, Sydney was still coming, and Marcus exploded.
Tucking his dick back into his shorts, Marcus asked, “So, you think we should buy these?”
“I’m guessing we have to since I’ve already used this one.”
After Sydney quickly redressed, they made their purchase and were out the door, both wearing huge grins on their faces.
Hello , Sydney called out to whatever was possessing her body, whoever’s holding my brain hostage, please let it go. I can’t afford to have another episode like this again. I’m too fucking old to be doing this kinda shit.
“Wow, that was fuckin’ hot. Not only are you sexy, but you’re fun,” Marcus declared, pulling Sydney close to his side and kissing the top of her head. “Let’s go have some lunch. I’m starving now.”
After having a nice lunch in which they managed to keep their hands to themselves, Sydney was ready for a nap. She hadn’t taken a nap since the twins were infants. Crap, the kids. It was her third day in Vegas and she hasn’t spoken to anyone back home. She’d have to make time later this afternoon to check in at home.
Marcus reached into his pocket to get his cell to call for their car. “Hey, even though I have to meet clients for dinner, I’d love it if you would meet me afterward for cocktails. We could go to the club at the hotel.”
“What club would that be?”
“I’m not sure, but I’ll be at the Venetian.”
It felt like someone took a spear and harpooned her heart. She dropped the bags she was holding, drew her hands to her heart, and started crying.
“Baby, are you okay? Take a breath. Breathe. Sydney, what just happened?” Marcus gathered her into his arms.
“I can’t go to the Venetian, I just can’t.” The look on her face told it all.
“Shit, were you originally staying there? Fuck, I’m sorry. I should have guessed. I’m so sorry, Syd.” He was coddling her like a little baby, swaying side to side. “We don’t even have to leave the room. I’ll cancel my appointment.”
“No, you go meet your clients. I’ll be fine. I just need a little time to recoup. How ‘bout we just meet at the nightclub at the Bellagio?”
“Are you sure?”
She nodded.
The car ride back to the hotel was quiet. Sydney was having trouble deciphering the thoughts in her head. She was so
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