CHAPTER 28
George
I re-enter the suite, much earlier than I thought after a strong practice. My team know something is up: the spring in my step, my energy levels are sky-high and, most surprisingly, I’ve not been a complete arsehole to them.
Not that I’ve ever treated them poorly, but it’s confronting when you ask them something simple like how are you this morning? and it’s met with surprise. Perhaps there’s something in being a little more approachable, a bit kinder to those who support you.
I can’t wait to see Leo, but she’s nowhere to be seen.
Deciding she’s probably in her room, I pad down the hallway but pause as I get closer, hearing faint sounds of soft moans, heavy breathing.
My hand flies to my mouth and I knock, not wanting to be a creep, despite my cock instantly hardening, knowing what she’s doing.
‘Leo, can I come in?’ My voice is husky. The thought of her playing with herself is so much of a turn-on, I can’t think of anything else.
I hear her shuffling. ‘One second!’ Before opening the door, hotel robe tied tightly around her waist, her face flushed. Fuck me, she’s gorgeous.
‘George, hi!’ She tucks her hair behind her ears nervously, embarrassed.
‘Leo, were you doing what I think you were?’ She blushes deeper than I’ve ever seen her, even her chest is flushed. I tug at the cord of her robe, bringing her closer. ‘Because, if so, that’s the hottest fucking thing.’ A groan slips past my lips as I picture her hand slipping between her legs.
‘What were you thinking about?’
She blushes again and my eyes land on her Kindle on the bedside table.
‘Red Hot Ranch?’ My grin is so wide. ‘You naughty girl . . .’
She looks surprised. ‘You remember that?’
I nod. Of course, I looked it up on the train after I saw it on her Kindle. I never knew BookTok was so scandalous.
‘Well, I was going to say, I was reading my book, but then I thought about last night, about you.’ She bites her lip and I nearly blow right there and then.
‘It doesn’t bother you?’ she ventures. Absolutely not.
‘Bother me? That the super-hot girl living in my suite is getting off to the thought of me?’ I take her hand and place it on my crotch. ‘Does this feel like I’m bothered, Leo?’ I say softly as she gasps, her hand flexing.
I have to push her away before I embarrass myself, dangerously close already.
‘Did you finish before I interrupted?’ I ask with a grin, my pulse racing.
She lowers her eyes. ‘No.’ I tilt her chin back up; she’s not hiding from me. And she’s certainly getting that orgasm.
My voice is gravelly now, low. ‘Get on the bed. Show me.’
Her eyes widen, but she smiles shyly. I tug on her robe cord again, silently asking for permission, and she nods softly. I pull and the robe parts, revealing that she’s wearing nothing underneath. ‘God, Leo.’
She slowly slides it off her shoulders and it lands on the ground with a soft thud.
My hands are almost shaking as I see her fully naked for the first time.
She’s a goddess; her full breasts are flushed, the tips of her dark hair brushing over her erect nipples, and my eyes travel over the flat planes of her stomach, the glorious slope of her hips, before settling between her legs.
‘Get on the bed.’ She backs up, sitting on the edge. ‘Lie back. Spread your legs so I can see you.’
She looks up at me, almost innocently, but complies. ‘I bet you’re fucking soaking already.’
I cup myself over my shorts, my cock needing some kind of contact as she slowly parts her thighs, lying back. Her pussy is glistening, fucking tempting. I’m so hard now, it’s almost painful. She hasn’t even touched herself yet.
My voice is rough. ‘Show me what you were doing, Leo. What you do to yourself when you’re alone.’
She tentatively slides a hand between her legs, fingertips playing with her soft folds before one brushes her clit in a circular motion.
I can’t believe she’s naked, in my suite, and I’m not touching her.
My palms twitch, eager to run them over her soft skin, to play with those pretty pink nipples.
As if she hears me, her other hand moves up, gripping her breast firmly before rolling the hard bud between her fingers.
She presses on her clit harder and lets out a soft moan, her eyes closing. Fuck me, the sounds she’s making. I need to hear them again. I want to be the one drawing them from her. ‘You look incredible,’ I urge her on.
Her lips are parted, breaths coming faster as she continues. I groan as she slips a finger inside herself, pumping slowly. She adds another; I can see the wetness glistening on them as she withdraws.
‘How does that feel, Leo?’ I ask, hoarse.
I’m so turned on. I didn’t even realize my hand is already stroking my raging hard-on. I cannot come before her though. This is about her, not me.
‘It feels good,’ she moans again. ‘Really good,’ and pleasure shoots through my cock. I have to stop touching myself before I ruin it all, but I just can’t help it.
‘What are you thinking of?’
She flushes again, her face and breasts turning the prettiest shade of pink.
‘I’m thinking that I like you watching me.’ Her fingers are back to her clit, faster, but lightly circling the swollen peak. ‘That I can’t wait for you to fuck me,’ she whispers.
‘Yeah?’ Me neither. ‘Not your cowboy?’
‘No. I want you.’ She moans louder now.
‘I’ll fuck you better than any cowboy can, Leo.’
I think of her riding me like a cowgirl and have to squeeze my cock to stop coming. It’s like I’m constantly edging myself. It’s too much.
‘George, I’m so close.’ Her fingers are moving faster, her breasts rising up and down as her breaths quicken, and her eyes land on my hands pumping my cock slowly. ‘Are you?’
‘Leo, I’ve been close since I heard you in here.’ My hand starts to move faster.
‘Show me, George. Please.’ Her eyes are hazy, hooded with pleasure but they widen as I take my cock from my boxers, squeezing the sensitive tip, spreading the beading pre-cum along my shaft. ‘I want you to come with me.’ She licks her lips before biting down.
She’s stroking herself in earnest now, focusing on that bundle of nerves that will bring her to orgasm while her other fingers continue to push in and out of her pussy, her thighs trembling.
I’m dying trying not to come before her, and relief finally comes as she whimpers, ‘George, I’m coming, George! ’
She cries out my name and it’s all I need to finish, shooting up my stomach with a groan.
That’s twice today I’ve come unexpectedly; no wonder I’m in a fucking fantastic mood. I take off my shirt and wipe myself down.
We’re both panting, smiling. Her green eyes are full of light, dancing in the post-orgasm glow, and I love the appraisal as they roam my body. Her lips are pouty, swollen from biting down, and I can’t help but bend over to kiss them.
‘That was so fucking hot.’ She blushes, shy now, as I pick up her robe, pulling her up and draping it over her shoulders, tying it tight. I grip her chin as I kiss her again. ‘You are such a naughty girl.’
She laughs and bats me away. ‘You’re the one perving at my door!’ she exhales. ‘That was fun.’
Her eyes catch on her phone. ‘We have to leave at half past six, by the way. You have thirty minutes!’
My brow raises. ‘I can do a lot in thirty minutes.’
She laughs, ushering me out of her room. ‘Nope, no distractions, I need to get ready too!’ She gives a hard push and I barely move, grinning down at her. ‘Are you literally a wall of muscle? For fuck’s sake, you’re like concrete!’
I steal another kiss before relenting, letting her shove me out properly. Before going, I lean against the doorframe, looking in.
‘I’ll pick you up soon, Miss James.’ I leave with a wink, shutting the door as I hear her giggling inside.
A warm feeling washes over me and, once again, I’m content, happy.
Hope will have a fucking field day in our next session.