"Rajah would you stop going in the front" I scold the cat trying to take him back with me. "It's fine he gets along with the attendants and us, we enjoy little Rajah" one of the captains looks back and I nod letting the cat down.
"Okay- if he becomes too much just bring him back to us" I sigh and leave the room. Walking back over to Damien who was fast asleep his hair messily put into a bun.
"So handsome" I mumble to myself. I rethought my options and straddle his lap making him sit up a bit. He eventually falls back asleep and I start to play with his hair before kissing his cheek. "Let me sleep" he grumbles before turning away and sleeping again.
I smile and sit further up on his lap making him suck in a breath. He shifts his head to the other side staying asleep. Biting my lip I press down further rolling my hips back.
His face scrunched up and his mouth opens as he lets out a heavy breath. "Damien" I whisper kissing down his neck, continuing to move in circular motions.
He flicks his hips forward surprising me, I let out a groan from the sudden pressure. Now- very horny I step off of him and sink to my knees pulling his sweats and boxers down with much trouble and no help from this sleepy oaf.
He was almost hard and I took his cock in my hand stroking it a few times before putting the tip in my mouth. His hands grip tightly on the seat, his eyes fluttering open. "God- why? What?" He starts to look around as I bob my head up and down his dick.
He lets out a breathy moan and I smile when he finally realizes what's going on. "Zach- stop we are on the... mm-god" he puts a hand over his mouth and I take my mouth off of his now very erect dick.
Putting my hands on the side of it I lick up and down his cock looking up at him. "They aren't going to check- they never do" I whisper jacking him off. "Darling- this... Mmm fudge" he huffs and I stand up releasing his cock.
"Where are you going- you can't just do this to me" he groans I smile. My slides were already off and I start to pull my joggers down followed by my boxers. "I thought you were just- we are going all the way!?" He asks looking over towards the door.
"Mhmm, and it's too uncomfortable for me to finger myself on here, so you need to do it" I hum turning around. I bend over the small table in front of us- that I originally pulled down for breakfast but forgot to put back in.
"Really!? I can do it this time!?" He asks getting excited like an absolute child. "Just hurry" I reply and he nods moving forward. It doesn't take long and his probing finger is being pushed into my ass.
I smile as he slowly starts to finger me. "Mmm you feel nice" I chuckle and his finger wiggles around a bit stretching me. "Add another- and move faster" I huff wanting more.
"So demanding" he pouts but adds another finger speeding up right away. "So- so much better" I whine gripping the side of the table. "You're doing great" I praise looking back at him. He nods his whole focus on me as I spread my legs wider for him.
"Give me another" I look forward again and his pace slowed down. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you?" He continued at the now slower pace and I hiss.
"Damien Royce fucking add another finger" I spit out and he sighs but pushes in another finger making me let out a low moan. "Do you want me to go faster?" He asked and I nodded desperately.
"Yes- fuck yes," I say through my teeth. He picks up the pace and I rock back against him. "Do you have a condom? I assume you were planning on doing this the whole time" He chuckles and I nod. "Yes the third drawer at the bar- it's full of shit" I mumble and he nods moving away from me.
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It's Just Pretend ✔️
RomanceZachary Tatton, model and actor. Son of the famous Nancy and Tony Tatton; owners of a well known modeling business. Even at twenty four his parents are terrified of him being stalked and hurt. The only way he was able to move out let alone across th...