Chapter 490

• "What is your room number?" his text read.
• I debated about sending him the number. I knew if he came over, at the very least, I would WANT something to happen. I laid on the towel, my knees bent. I stared at the ceiling. I was increasingly horny. My body felt hot with curiosity. I had already made up in my mind that I wasn't going to call Marcus, I wasn't going to respond to his text, not that night, not in the current condition I was in. I wouldn't be in the mood to talk, I was in the mood to fuck, get fucked. I rubbed my nipples as I stared off into the ceiling. The only light illuminating was the lamp on the nightstand.
• My nipples were getting erect under my hand. I gently squeezed, thinking about Marcus' mouth. I slid my right hand down between my legs. My pussy was already damp with excitement. I spread my legs open, my pussy lips opening as well. I felt my clit, it was swollen. Damn, I wasn't even ashamed that I was thinking about that man. I wanted him to burst through the hotel door and crawl to the edge of the bed. I wanted him to take a deep inhale of my pussy and long lick. I rubbed myself, thinking of his fingers touching me, his mouth tasting me. I wanted him.