“Me too,” she takes a sip of her water. “Can I put my boobs away?”
“No.”
She scowls at me but continues eating.
“I'm really hard right now. You wouldn't want to ruin that for me, would you?”
That heat spreads across her chest again, up to her face. “No. But I don't think it's fair.”
I reach into my glass and grab a piece of ice. “Scoot forward. You don't think what is fair?”
She gives me another confused look, but slides to the edge of the bench like I told her to. “I don't think it's fair that you’ve seen my—” she breaks off as I take the ice and rub it across her nipple. She jerks away a fraction of an inch, then holds still as I rub it around, letting it melt between our body heat.
“Go on.” I grab another piece of ice and rub it around her other nipple. I know she's just soaked her pants by the way her eyes roll back in her head. “You can speak and enjoy this at the same time. Finish what you were saying.”
She licks her lips, then winces as I give her wet nipple a little squeeze. “I don't think it's fair that you've seen my boobs and my pussy and I haven't seen this hard dick you speak of.”
I release her nipple and lick the water off my fingers before I turn back to my breakfast.
“Do you want to see my cock?”
“Yeah. I do.”
“Finish eating and we’ll make that happen.”
I watch her as she reaches for more of her waffle. She pauses. “We don't have to stop for condoms,” she says. “I always carry them with me.”
That makes me pause, but in a good way. “I always appreciate a woman who’s prepared.”
We finish our meal in near silence. The only sounds between us are Claudia’s hisses and moans. I can't stop playing with her tits.
* * *
Idon't knowwho's working at the front desk. Don't know, don't care. We head right to Claudia’s cabin. I do my best not to kick open the door and wait for her to dig the key out of her purse with her shaky hands. I fingered her through her jeans on the ride over and she's about to come any second.
I slam the door behind me the minute we’re inside and start taking off my clothes. She follows my lead.
“Is this a good moment for a completely naked situation?” she asks.
“Yes and those condoms would come in handy right now.”
“Right.” I finish stripping as she digs them up. She shoves three different types into my hands then flips on the bed and starts tearing off her boots. Her jeans come flying off just as quickly. She’s laying in the center of the bed, ass naked by the time I'm sheathed up.
“You think you’re just gonna lay back and enjoy this?” I say. I'm stroking myself.
She sits up. “I was waiting for orders.”
“Come here.”
“Yes, Shep.” She stands off the bed and crosses the room to me.
“You joke now,” I say, as I lightly wrap my hand around her throat. I look in her hazel eyes and my cock twitches when that hint of fear flashes across her face. She swallows. I feel her throat work against my palm.
“But?”
“You'll see. Stroke my cock.” She obeys, groping for it blindly as I keep my grip on her neck until her fingers are wrapped around me. I take a deep breath, keeping my eyes trained on her as I remind my body that I’m not fifteen anymore and nutting in her hands after one touch would not be a good way to convince her she wants to spend the week with me.
"Is that enough?" I ask her.