her.
“Is this girl beautiful like all the rest of them?” Juan leaned
forward in interest.
My gut tightened unexpectedly.
“I’m not sure I like how you phrased that.” Nic glared at him.
Sporting a smirk Juan tossed his arms up. “What, do I look blind
to you? Your girl is gorgeous; all of them are. Are you seriously getting your
panties in a bunch because I declared it out loud? Put away that jealously for
when it’s actually needed gringo . I was asking about the available female.”
Nic pointed his fork at Juan. “I’ve been watching you. Your gaze
lingers a little too long on Carrie.”
Juan laughed and looked at his cousin, Lon. “I want it in writing
now that if I ever get like him…kill me.”
Snorts erupted around the table. Nic gave him one last glare, but
there was a small twitch to his lips that said he recognized he was going
overboard in his possessiveness.
“So, this other female; cute, hot, smoking?” Juan reiterated.
Another clenching of my abdomen.
“When we go up you can decide yourself, and good luck with her
because she doesn’t take shit from anyone.” Nic snorted in a way that said he
was looking forward to seeing Juan put in his place.
Would she put him in his place, or would she take him up on his
offer? She’d said ‘ no’ to me, but would Greg, Blake, or any of the Cruz brothers
interest her.
Twenty-five minutes later we were in front of the door to the
girl’s suite and my blood was running hot, nerves jumping, at the prospect at
seeing Shaw. There was no denying that I was looking forward to being in her
presence again.
As soon as we had stepped off the elevator we could hear the music,
and now standing at the door loud yelling and laughter could be heard from
inside.
“I thought there were only six girls in there. That sounds like
more than six.” Noah frowned at the door. “I mean, I’m the first to admit
Amanda can get loud, but shit, it sounds like there are twenty people in
there.”
“You have to do it harder, and snap your wrist.” We looked around
at each other with raised eyebrows and confusion at the yelling coming from
behind the door. “Oh my god, yes. That was perfect.”
“That was Nadia.” Seth grumbled.
Landon pounded on the door, and then again louder. Five seconds
later it opened and an unfamiliar female, mid-twenties, stood there in what
appeared to be the hotels uniform, looking extremely disheveled.
“Can I help you?” At seeing us she began fidgeting with her
uniform attempting to straighten it.
My attention went over this woman’s head and latched on a certain
red head that stood out like a living flame. Holy shit! She looked even more
incredible than I remember, or imagined. Shaw’s hair was loose, a riot of wild,
thick curls streaming down to the middle of her back, and she was in a tight
black camisole showcasing firm hand-sized breasts supported by a red bra…I
could tell it was red by the shoulder straps and lacy cups that were peeking
out from the top of the black cami…and a pair of girly black boxer shorts that
had a big smiley face on the ass.
My cock was fully erect in two seconds flat.
I didn’t think it could any more painful, but then Shaw threw
something and did a little dance, jump, and twirl. Her breasts jiggled, her ass
wiggled, and her hair swung. Oh god, I was about to prove that it was possible
to come from just watching a chick move.
“Maya!” Landon called out storming into the room.
We all followed at his heels, and twelve females halted in
whatever they were doing to stare at us in surprise.
“Landon!” Maya screamed running towards him. She jumped and he
caught her in his arms as she straddled him. Then she was kissing the hell out
of him.
Amanda,
“Is this girl beautiful like all the rest of them?” Juan leaned
forward in interest.
My gut tightened unexpectedly.
“I’m not sure I like how you phrased that.” Nic glared at him.
Sporting a smirk Juan tossed his arms up. “What, do I look blind
to you? Your girl is gorgeous; all of them are. Are you seriously getting your
panties in a bunch because I declared it out loud? Put away that jealously for
when it’s actually needed gringo . I was asking about the available female.”
Nic pointed his fork at Juan. “I’ve been watching you. Your gaze
lingers a little too long on Carrie.”
Juan laughed and looked at his cousin, Lon. “I want it in writing
now that if I ever get like him…kill me.”
Snorts erupted around the table. Nic gave him one last glare, but
there was a small twitch to his lips that said he recognized he was going
overboard in his possessiveness.
“So, this other female; cute, hot, smoking?” Juan reiterated.
Another clenching of my abdomen.
“When we go up you can decide yourself, and good luck with her
because she doesn’t take shit from anyone.” Nic snorted in a way that said he
was looking forward to seeing Juan put in his place.
Would she put him in his place, or would she take him up on his
offer? She’d said ‘ no’ to me, but would Greg, Blake, or any of the Cruz brothers
interest her.
Twenty-five minutes later we were in front of the door to the
girl’s suite and my blood was running hot, nerves jumping, at the prospect at
seeing Shaw. There was no denying that I was looking forward to being in her
presence again.
As soon as we had stepped off the elevator we could hear the music,
and now standing at the door loud yelling and laughter could be heard from
inside.
“I thought there were only six girls in there. That sounds like
more than six.” Noah frowned at the door. “I mean, I’m the first to admit
Amanda can get loud, but shit, it sounds like there are twenty people in
there.”
“You have to do it harder, and snap your wrist.” We looked around
at each other with raised eyebrows and confusion at the yelling coming from
behind the door. “Oh my god, yes. That was perfect.”
“That was Nadia.” Seth grumbled.
Landon pounded on the door, and then again louder. Five seconds
later it opened and an unfamiliar female, mid-twenties, stood there in what
appeared to be the hotels uniform, looking extremely disheveled.
“Can I help you?” At seeing us she began fidgeting with her
uniform attempting to straighten it.
My attention went over this woman’s head and latched on a certain
red head that stood out like a living flame. Holy shit! She looked even more
incredible than I remember, or imagined. Shaw’s hair was loose, a riot of wild,
thick curls streaming down to the middle of her back, and she was in a tight
black camisole showcasing firm hand-sized breasts supported by a red bra…I
could tell it was red by the shoulder straps and lacy cups that were peeking
out from the top of the black cami…and a pair of girly black boxer shorts that
had a big smiley face on the ass.
My cock was fully erect in two seconds flat.
I didn’t think it could any more painful, but then Shaw threw
something and did a little dance, jump, and twirl. Her breasts jiggled, her ass
wiggled, and her hair swung. Oh god, I was about to prove that it was possible
to come from just watching a chick move.
“Maya!” Landon called out storming into the room.
We all followed at his heels, and twelve females halted in
whatever they were doing to stare at us in surprise.
“Landon!” Maya screamed running towards him. She jumped and he
caught her in his arms as she straddled him. Then she was kissing the hell out
of him.
Amanda,
Similar Books
