"Then get ready, babe, because this Greek god has a whole lot of plans for this , okay?"
I smile at that. Of course, he has plans—pant-wetting plans, if I conjectured it right his face. Well, I'm in full swing. And even if he didn't have any, I would have him with the plan. But the sweet jerk just had to parade his epitome. I'm , though, but I kind of feel bad. Will I ever do anything for him? It has always him sweeping me off my feet with surprises since we met. Even now, it is still .
Ever since we met, it has always been him doing everything for me. What about me?
Will I ever do something for him, even just one?
"I want to know about a lot of things, but first, can you tell me about this sudden new ?"
"I got a connection to purchase this section of land, and I couldn't resist the thrill of a hotel here. It will be the only hotel nearest to the tourist site. No one knows it aside from you and my constructors."
Beauty has brains. This one will definitely make him an authentic trillionaire, being only hotel here. "I am honored to be the first to know about it. And . This is impressive."
"Thank you, babe," he says.
I massage his jaw. No naughty intentions. I am just cruising my fingers along it as I his outer and inner beauty. "Tell me if you need a partner. I would be more happy to work beside you," I flirt.
Why would he need a partner when he can manage and run everything without a muscle?
"Really? You mean that?" He asks as if he is taking it seriously and considering me a partner.
I brush a grin on my lips for a second, almost making a mockery of myself for that I pulled back there. "Yeah," I respond. I know he is just pulling my leg. I don't , though.
"I will hold you to your words," he says. His voice is raw. There was no tinge of a in his tone or face. He may want to scare me.
"And I will be waiting for your offer." He nods his head. "So, do we go for mountain now, or..."
He shuts me up with a kiss, and since the damn breakfast is taking forever, why not use of this opportunity and thank this man for being such a darling?
We lie down on the mattress, kissing passionately, like this is our first kiss. His taste chocolate and honey is the best for this morning.
"Mmh," I say annoyingly when he pulls away.
"Do you prefer mountain climbing in this weather or riding my sweet cock under the of this duvet?"
Damn! To hell with the mountain-climbing shit! There is no way I would prefer the outside to this.
I pull him for another heated kiss, encompassing his beautiful facial features between hands.
"Forget that I said anything about getting out of this bed." I pull him roughly to me , chewing his lips and releasing soft moans as the pleasure builds terribly in me.
"Ooh!"
Damn!
"You want me?" He queries between kisses, pinning me on the bed as he parks his on top of mine.
Oh, does he have to ask? My pussycat is leaking with the wetness of my desire for . "Mmh. Shut up and fuck me, Damian. I'm... Ooh..." I groan with ecstasy when presses his hard cock on me.
Ooh, God! The bulge feels glorious. I need to feel it beastly penetrating my tight walls.
He pulls away to smile at my face. My pulse is racing badly. Fuck this smirk! He be battling to rip my clothes off and shove his cock in my hungry entrance.
"I told you that I have everything planned, baby."
Huh!
Yes, Okay?
So, what is his plan? Sex should be the first thing on his list of plans, because I can't this urge.
"Damian..."
His phone tickles us from his pocket as it vibrates. He fishes it out and swipes the button up, while I groan with anger.
Damn whoever is calling! What freaking good timing!
"Okay." That's the only word he mutters before dropping the call and smirking at me . "Sorry, babe. I will have to go get breakfast for us."
Damn what? We were already starting on the best breakfast we can ever have here in weather. Mental eyes roll! "You better hurry and come finish this," I mumble so much disappointment.
"Mmh, but breakfast will get cold. We will have to do this some other time."
Huh? What other time, huh? What about now? What should I do? Finger myself to get of this bile in my belly, because, well, the thought of dildos never fuses with me.
Come the fuck on!
"So, you prefer breakfast more than this?" I repeated his question earlier.
He winks. "I kinda. You see, I need to have some strength to even go for one round.
I am so hungry right now, and I am sure so are you, baby. I will go get breakfast." He off me with an annoying smirk.
Fuck this jerk! Why did he have to lead me on like this if he knew he wouldn't even me, huh? Had his fucking plan escaped his brain when he was kissing me so ? Tsk!
I jerk myself up furiously, meeting his eyes as he stands at the door. My eyes plunge the fierce bulge between his legs. His little man is protruding so furiously. It 't be painful.
What if it's a bitch who delivered the fucking breakfast? She will have all the pleasure enjoying this site.
Bitter sigh!
"Wait. I am coming with you." I shout, getting out of bed at lightning speed.
I meet him at the door where he is racking, confusion washing his face. "You don't the idea of breakfast in bed?" He asks.
Breakfast, my foot!
"What I don't like is you being mean and denying me pleasure, and what I detest the is another person catching a glimpse of this enticing site." I run my fingers his bulge, making him twitch, "because this," I squeeze it gently, "is meant my eyes only." He shuts his eyes abruptly. "Mmh, so fucking hard! Too bad, it's in the morning plan."
I brush past him, halting to take a brief stint at this beautiful tower before I start . Well, its furnishings are almost done. And it's freaking breathtaking. I one step to the first staircase, but I stop and turn back.
Wasn't he rushing to get breakfast? Wasn't he hungry? Why is he still planted in that spot, huh?
"Well, breakfast, or we get back inside and calm that beast between your legs, love?"