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“I’m not going to last much longer, Lola. You’re fucking incredible.” He kept reiterating the fact in hopes of counteracting the negativity her family fed her. He was only one man, but perhaps his words would help. Even if it was just a little.
“Come with me, Javi. Let me see you lose yourself inside me,” Lola panted, her legs tensing and he knew she was going to orgasm again soon. It was his goal to pump out all the orgasms he could until she was putty in his hands.
Each stroke brought him closer and closer to the edge. It wasn’t until she tightened around him and moaned his name that he finally found his first release of the day, hoping many more would follow after. He came with Lola not far behind him.
Satisfaction and smugness ran through his body. He felt like a king who came back to his quarters after finding the prettiest girl at the ball. Gently, he pulled out of Lola and discarded his condom, before laying on his back next to her.
Neither one of them spoke for a while and he hoped that didn’t mean she was having second thoughts. Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask her if everything was okay, Lola rolled over until she was straddling him. A large smirk played across his features and she ran her hand down her chest.
“I hope you aren’t tired.” She pouted and damn if his cock didn’t twitch in anticipation. It was confirmed, Lola would be the death of him and his cock. “Because I’m not done with you.”
He liked the sound of that and rolled his hips underneath her. A sultry moan left her lips. “And what else does my lovely date have planned for us?”
To answer his own question: a lot. Lola had a lot in store for them and he was too eager to be the willing participant. “How about I show you?” She smirked and did just that.
CHAPTER28
Lola
There were good ways to spend one’s evening and then there was a gorgeous man on his knees in the shower eating your pussy for the third time that night good. How she even held herself up at this point was some kind of sex witchery that Lola didn't understand. Lola knew Javi was good in bed from their one brief night together, but she felt cheated after learning how much of a machine he was.
Orgasms never came as bountiful or quickly from anyone else. Even her small pink vibrator was getting a run for its money. Javi was just so…eager and left her a blissed-out mess, reeking of sex. It was a good fucking scent too.
A delicious ache formed between her thighs and tomorrow she would feel him with each movement. She would carry that around like her own beautiful secret, knowing what they did together in this room. If she thought too hard about it, the guilt and confusion would come and Lola didn’t want anything to dampen this moment. It simply deserved to be.
Javi must have noticed the ever-changing emotions on her face and insisted they take a shower. The thought of warm water on her muscles felt good, but she didn’t know if she’d be able to keep herself standing when she felt like a sack of potatoes.
The shower started innocently enough with a few touches and caresses. Javi offered to wash her hair and she let him. The next thing she knew, Lola was bracing herself against the wall and Javi had dropped to his knees. His fucking knees! As if she was a damn Khaleesi fromGame of Thronesand he was swearing his loyalty by eating her out.
With her back pressed firmly against the shower wall and one leg draped over his shoulder, Lola gasped. Her nipples grew hard and she began to absentmindedly play with them, adding more pleasure.
“Javi I can’t…” she whined again, but those words did not stop her from riding his far too pretty face with wild abandon.
“You can. I know you can come for me one more time.” His naughty tongue found her clit, sending jolts of pleasure straight through her body.
How the fuck was she ready to come again? It shouldn’t be possible and yet Javi managed to pull them from her as if he alone held the key to unlocking her orgasms. Damn him and his sinful tongue and thick dick. Until him, she had not known that she could finish by penetration alone.
She was learning so much.
Another tantalizing flick of his tongue had her coming undone in his arms once again. Before she fell on her ass, Javi grabbed her hips, holding her as he leisurely pulled away from between her thighs, wearing her juices on his lips. The bastard dared to smile at her. He was far too smug for what he had done and honestly, she couldn’t say she blamed him. He deserved his cocky attitude, at least for tonight.
“Let’s get you to bed,” Javi murmured once he stood up. They spent time cleaning off the rest of their bodies and giggling like teenagers in puppy love. If she stopped and thought about what they did and how her emotions were changing by the second, she knew the panic would set in.
“I’ll keep you up. Come,” Javi insisted. She wanted to point out that she did, indeed, come a lot and doubted she would ever come again thanks to him. But no words formed. Instead, she nodded and reached out to him.
With ease, Javi leaned down and scooped her up. Was it insanely attractive that he could scoop her up as if she were a real bag of potatoes? Absolutely. She wouldn’t make the mistake of saying she was too heavy again…though the spanking was nice.
Javi was a good man. He was attentive and caring and Lola wanted nothing more than to be next to him for as long as time would allow. But…there were still things she needed to fix about herself before she allowed someone into her life again.
Not to mention that so much money was on the line for Javi right now and although she knew for a fact he didn’t spend the last few hours giving her mind-blowing orgasms because she was paying him, she also knew that created a gray area for them as well. No good relationship started out as fake and turned into something real.
But could it?
All of those things were pushed aside when Javi helped her out of the shower and into the bed. “Do you need anything?” His voice was like a gentle caress on her skin.
Next to her bedside table was her water bottle full of cold water—which she remembered to fill after a break between sex sessions two and three—and a half-eaten bag of Doritos. They had expelled many calories and tomorrow her body would demand nourishment, but she didn’t want to leave the comforts of their room or have room service bother them. She'd deal with her hunger needs in the morning.
“I’m okay. Hold me?” It came out as more of a question than a command. The bed dipped next to her before Javi’s warm, naked body pressed up against hers, pulling her to his chest.
