“I would, but they show up on the baggage X-ray, and it’s impossible to get them through security.” She gave her lips a suggestive lick.
She’d left her hair down, and he grabbed a handful to pull her close. “You’re kidding me, aren’t you?”
She leaned down to give him a slow kiss she didn’t end until he had to gasp for breath. “I’ll let you wonder.” He was already so hard she doubted he could consider much.
“I don’t care.”
“That’s the spirit.” She slid her hands around the waistband on his sweatpants. “I’m going to go slow so I don’t hurt your knee.”
He lay back and raised his hands above his head. “You’re already hurting everything else.”
She pulled down his pants to his hipbones and placed a kiss in his navel. “Everything looks all right so far. You always smell so good. Do you douse your whole body with your magic cologne?”
He drew in a ragged breath. “No, I put it on my chest rather than my face so it doesn’t overpower anyone.”
“How considerate. It would be awful if women followed you down the street. Or should I say, even more women?”
“I hope you’re not all talk.”
She rolled his pants down lower and regarded him with an admiring glance. He had both length and girth, the ideal romantic combination. “I certainly can’t say that about you.”
“The Aragon men take pride in not disappointing women.”
“Is it on your family crest?”
He laughed harder than he had in weeks. “No, but I’ll seriously consider putting it there.”
She slid off the end of the bed to remove his pants, dropped them and crawled up over him. She straddled his thighs, took hold of his cock with both hands and locked eyes with him as she gently twisted her hands in opposite directions. “Tell me what you like.”
“Your hands feel so good.” He sighed. “Do you provide a menu?”
“If you want one.” She leaned down to suck the tip of his cock into her mouth, and let her hair fall over his belly.
He wound his fingers in her soft curls. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
She moved down his thighs so she could mouth his balls. She traced her name with the tip of her tongue and looked up as he moaned way back in his throat. “Too much?”
“Oh God, no,” he assured her.
She slid her tongue over his other testicle and, thinking men were so damn easy to please, slowly drew it into her mouth. She rested her head on his thigh, breathed in and found his own musk blended with his cologne in a potent mix. “I don’t suppose they’d allow anything like this in the cologne ads.”
“Probably not, but you’ll have to come with me and suggest it.”
“I’ll be happy to. It would certainly sell the cologne.” She moved over his hips to align his cock with her slit and licked his nipples while she rocked slightly. “I don’t know how I could be so forgetful. Aren’t the condoms in your room?”
“No, I planned ahead this time and put some in my pants pocket.”
“Ah, how thoughtful of you.” She reached over the end of the bed to snag his sweatpants and pulled three from his pocket. “Ambitious, aren’t you?”
“I told you we don’t disappoint.”
She laid two condoms on the nightstand and ripped the third open with her teeth. Her gaze held a smoldering heat. “Am I rushing you?”
“You have the most beautiful blue eyes, and I’ve wanted you since we met at the airport.”
“You’ve been very good at waiting. Do you expect a reward?”
“Hell, yes!”