Down South (Southern Hospitality Book 1) by C.M. Steele

Author:C.M. Steele [Steele, C.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-13T18:30:00+00:00

9

Maxwell

I took my length in hand, needing some relief. For the past two nights, visions of us played in my head and I woke up stiffer than I had in my entire life. The thought of her leaving me stuck with me all night. There was no mistaking her behavior and her words. Replaying our conversation kept me up all night. It took everything in me to stay away and give her the time she asked for. I understood that I was rushing everything, but when a man knows what he wants, waiting seems like an exercise in futility.

A part of me knew she was right, but why did she have to be so damn smart for someone so young? I wasn’t going to leave here without her, especially when I felt her longing, the energy between us, and the passion that shone in her eyes as I dropped her off. This wasn’t over by a long stretch. Kidnapping her sounded like a decent second option. Even that wouldn’t work. I wanted her willingly, begging and pleading for me to love her. I already did, and one day she would hear those words from me.

Thinking of her, even when it wasn’t pleasant thoughts, kept me stiff. I thought about getting up and taking another cold shower, but my balls were hurting to come. Reaching in my boxers, I took my cock out. Tossing my head back against the pillow, I stroked up and down from base to tip while I pictured pressing my lips to her breasts, tasting her pert nipples, sucking on them until she cried for more. I teased the fuck out of her pussy, grinding my cock against it, but not entering because I wanted her worked up so much that she was soaked for me. Then I’d push my way in and claim what was mine. Moaning, I felt beads of cum coating my fingers as I roared her name.

“How did you know it was me?” I heard a shout from behind the door. I closed my eyes then popped them open. I was off the bed and in the bathroom, cleaning up in seconds.

“Give me a minute,” I called out. Damn, this hotel room needed better walls. Holy fuck, I just got caught jerking off like some crazed teen. I rinsed off, then tossed on a clean pair of pants and a plain white tee. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.

“What’s up?” I asked nervously, holding the door just slightly ajar.

“Can I come in?” she asked, trying to look past me. She thought there was someone else in there with me.

“Sure, sorry,” I said, opening it all the way and stepping back. She walked in wearing what I thought should be illegal. I hoped to fuck she wasn’t planning on going to work like that. She shouldn’t have come here in that either, a thin dress that hugged all the right places.

“How old are you, Maggie?” I asked. I knew she was over eighteen, but I wasn’t sure how much older.

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