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By sunset, that ache had turned into a throbbing, dripping need. No boyfriend. No rules. Just seven days to be a greedy, horny slut. I grabbed the resort tablet and opened the Concierge app. Private Companions. I selected exactly what I wanted: Male. Very tall. Extremely muscular. Hung like a fucking horse. Expert tongue and stamina. No limits. One night. I hit submit, already soaked. Thirty minutes later, a firm knock sounded at the door. I opened it and felt my pussy clench at the sight of him.

Ryan brought the thong to his nose, sniffing it deeply. “You smell good, Rita” she blushed. The air already felt thick with lust. Kent whispered hotly into Kiara’s ear again, his hand now sliding dangerously below her thigh, right under her dress “You’re so fucking wet right now, aren’t you?” Kiara shivered and nodded slightly, too turned on to deny it.

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His hand settled lightly on my shoulders, then trailed down my arm in a slow caress. When his fingers reached my knee, they slipped beneath the hem of my dress, stroking the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his fingertips grazed the damp fabric covering my pussy. “You’re drenched,” he observed, voice rough with satisfaction. He pressed two fingers against my clit through the lace, circling with firm deliberate strokes that made my hips jerk forward involuntarily. “All this from reading your own fantasies? Or is it because I’m finally touching what you wrote about so many nights?”

“Do it, or the deal is off. And keep riding that cock.” With trembling fingers, I dialed Alex while Mr. Patel resumed his deep thrusts. The phone rang as my body jolted with every stroke. “Hey baby,” Alex answered warmly. “How’s the big meeting going?” I bit back a moan as Mr. Kline pushed back into my mouth. “It’s… it’s going long,” I managed, my voice shaky. “Really intense negotiations. I might be here a while.” Mr. Patel fucked me harder, the wet sounds barely silent. Elena leaned down and sucked my nipple loudly. I stifled a whimper.

I answered, nuzzling my nose on her collarbone. How I so much want to leave my mark on her tempting long neck. Maybe not now but very soon. "Can you keep your eyes open for me?" I growled. Her breath hitched as my thumb found her clit, caressing it in frantic circles. "Mmn... Yes, I will keep them open." She moaned out lowly, just enough for me to hear. "Good girl." I placed a firm kiss on her collarbone and continued plunging my fingers in and out of her. My other hand went to her, boobs.

I shouldn’t have to care about his feelings anymore. “Want to be anywhere that I’m not,” he says, smiling amiably at me. “I get it. We’ll have plenty of forced time together during the wedding, right?” I blink. Maybe he’s figuring it out after all. “Right.” Without another word, I grab my coat and purse, and leave. The bookstore is perfection, but it seems way more crowded than a normal bookstore might be. I head to the romance section, which is impressively robust, and browse for a while. After making my purchases, I head to a coffee shop, then wander in and out of some cute little shops.