Fucking George. He won't shut up and just go to sleep. I look over at the clock on the table between the beds and it reads eleven, forty-five.
He keeps going on about some girl back in Toronto and if he should smash her or not go down that road.
I grab my phone and shoot V a quick text.
I put my phone down and get up out of bed. I grab my jeans and throw on my shirt.
"Where are you going man?" He asks.
"Thirsty, so I am gonna head down to the lobby and grab something." I answer.
I grab my cellphone and both key cards. I open up the door and head down the hallway.
I reach V's door and look around and make sure no one is out there. Seeing no one I use the key card she gave me and open the door.
I see V under the covers and she gives me the biggest smile. I take off my shoes and make my way over to the bed.
"Hey." I whisper.
"Hi." She answers clutching the blanket to her chest.
"You okay?" I ask.
"Yeah fine. Just naked under here like you asked."
"You're such a good girl V and you know what good girls get?" I say taking the blanket in my hand.
"A reward?" She asks.
"That's right. Now let me take this off you so I can give you that reward."
She lets go of the blanket and I waste no time stripping it off her. She looks just as good as I remember her. Fuck my memory doesn't do her justice.
I kneel down at the side of the bed and motion for her to move over to me. She does and I watch her and smile.
"You look so sexy V. Good enough to eat." I say licking my lips.
She sits on the edge of the bed and I run my hands slowly up her legs. I push them apart and move in between them.
My hands stop at the apex of her thighs. I look up at her.
"Tell me what you want V." I whisper.
She bites down on her lip. I can see she is trying to gather her thoughts.
"You. I want you to make me feel good." She says.
"I'll make you feel very good." I answer.
I start to rub her clit with my fingers and she instantly moans. She opens her legs a little wider.
I lean down and run my tongue in between her folds and her hands grab onto my shoulders.
"Oh god Kyle." I hear her moan.
"You taste so good. So fucking good." I say and put my mouth back on her.
I move my tongue faster and my finger works her clit.
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Checkmate
RomanceKyle Adler (Anderson) 31 and has the hockey world at his feet. After a failed relationship and problems with his family, the last thing he needs is a curvy distraction in the form of Violet Matthews. One night they both let their desire for one ano...