Lunchtime Chronicles: Bottoms Up by L. Loren & Lunchtime Chronicles

Author:L. Loren & Lunchtime Chronicles [Loren, L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: older man younger woman romance, interracial romance, lunchtime chronicles, short erotic book, BWWM
Publisher: Lisa W. Tetting
Published: 2020-03-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Harley

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haring a space so intimate with Captain G was different for me. Though the man himself was sleeping in a different room, I was surrounded by his things. It was personal and told me more about the sexy man than I even imagined knowing. For instance, he used this beard oil that smelled good enough to eat. He had a collection of combs that he kept lined up in the bathroom counter in order of size. His toiletries were lined up the same way. Everything in its place. The man was a neat freak. I did my best not to disturb his orderly room while I slept in his room. I can’t lie, I did snoop in his stuff and smell all of his products, but I was sure to put them back just as I found them,

It was time for me to start getting ready for dinner and I was anticipating seeing Mateus again. It had been a long day of travel, fun and sun. My body was still feeling the effects of being so close to Mateus for those few hours and I was horny. I wanted that man more than I wanted to sink my teeth into the enticing food I could smell the chef working on.

I stepped into the shower when I realized this was where Mateus stood every day when he cleansed himself. His scent lingered in the shower with his shampoo and soap just an arm’s reach away. I wondered how he ran that soap over his body. Did he use a washcloth, a loofa or did he use the bar of soap directly against his nakedness? The thought alone set my loins ablaze, causing me to slide my hand between my legs. I was slick with need and before I could stop myself, I was imagining Mateus’ hands between my thighs bringing me to the most delicious orgasm I had known in quite some time. I rode my fingers as if they were his.

The more I rode the wetter I got, and not from the warm water flowing from the fancy showerhead. It felt so good that I lost myself in the pleasure and fantasy. Time escaped me as I brought myself to another bought of pleasure. I had never felt so needy in my life. I guess the thirties weren’t called ‘Dirty Thirties’ for nothing.

As I exited the shower, I heard a knock on the cabin door. I wrapped my naked body in a plush white towel and sauntered over to open it. The sight that welcomed me made me want to drop the towel to the floor and relieve some pent-up sexual energy. The man was gorgeous, even after a long day’s work. Mateus was standing there looking like the big bad wolf and I was Goldilocks. The smirk on his face made me realize I had been staring at the growing appendage in his pants. I darted my eyes back to meet his and blushed.

“Hi,”

“Good evening, beautiful. I have been asked to join you all for dinner and need to gather some clothes.

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