Chapter 23 - Shrimp

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She opened her eyes and instantly smiled. His smell was still in the sheets that were covering her naked body and the tie they had used the night before was over the lamp on the nightstand. Christian had carelessly tossed it after round one.

They went for five more.

(Hannah) "De Luca?" – she called for him a sing-voice.

Nothing. And she frowned.

Could he have left? No, he wouldn't dare.

She stood up from the bed and put the robe on. She peeked inside the bathroom and saw it was empty and then she walked out the bedroom. She looked around and saw a muscled back pacing through the living room.

His back was to her but she could still see he was on the phone. But what really caught her attention was the perfect shaped naked butt.

(Christian) "Okay... No, I don't know when I'll be back. Anna and I are finally together and I just want to spend some time with her. So he's staying with you a little while longer." "Mom, please take it easy. We literally just got together. Take it slow, geez..." – he rubbed his forehead.

She walked to him and hugged his back, interlocking her fingers at his stomach. He looked down and grinned when his eyes locked with her ring.

(Christian) "I know. We'll call you later to talk to him. Give him a kiss for us. Love you."

He hung up and put the phone on the coffee table.

(Hannah) "Haven't heard about underwear?"

He smirked and unhooked her hands planting them around his neck as he turned around while his were around her waist.

(Christian) "Why would I need to wear underwear? It's not like it would be on for long."

She rolled her eyes.

(Hannah) "You were talking with your mom?"

(Christian) "Yep. She's the only person I call mom." – he mocked.

She unwrapped her arms from his neck and hit his stomach. But when she looked down, she saw his friend, growing bigger and harder.

(Hannah) "Already?" – she raised her eyebrow.

Still smirking, he pulled her closer to him, rubbing himself on the fluffy robe she was wearing.

(Hannah) "Christian..." – she moaned.

And that's when he lost it. He grabbed the back of her thighs and picked her up, making her wrap her legs around his waist as he kissed her passionately. He sat down on the couch, planting his hands on her bare thighs. But he thought he should explore a little more on her skin, so he slid his hands up from beneath the robe and stopped them on her butt, squeezing the soft muscle tightly.

She started grinding on his lap, feeling his already hard member rubbing against the inside of her thigh. Her hands went to his hair and he couldn't help but to groan at the amazing feeling her fingernails were giving him and the feeling of finally having someone take the lead.

Never in his thirty four years of life would he imagine having a girl finally take the lead. But he was more than glad to give Hannah that role.

She pulled his head to the side by his hair and attached her lips to his neck, sucking, licking and biting that spot that had him grip her butt tighter. Once she was content with her new four hickeys, she pulled back, standing from his lap. He looked at her confused but she didn't give an explanation. She grabbed his arm to pull him up on his feet.

(Christian) "Love..."

But then, she bit her lip and instead of grabbing his hand to guide him to the bedroom, she grabbed his hard member and pulled him towards her destination. He hissed under his breath but still complied.

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