Page 76 of Pretty Obsessed

Iris put the towel on top of his head and spun around. "Good thing no cameras are allowed in these things. Imagine how much Alexander would freak if nude pictures of us were leaked."

"He'd have a coronary." I put my hand on Emory's bicep. "We are doing this." I blew out a breath and stripped without giving it more thought. The more I got in my head, the more likely I'd be to go back to our room.

Emory watched me undress before pushing his boxers off. He didn't pull into himself like so many did faced with public nudity. He stood like he hadn't a care in the world.

"You've done this before?" I asked breathlessly.

"No, not like this. I've swum naked in my share of places near the cabin. Never been caught but the risk was always there." His attention dropped to my dick. "Does that bother you?"

I stirred. I liked having his first. I wondered if he liked mine just as much. "No, I'm glad."

"Me, too," he said, and I wanted to question him, but not with Iris here. Too many confessions already forming on my lips. Ones I'd only share with Emory if at all.

"Are you two coming?" Iris asked, interrupting our moment as he came back from the shower.

"Go scope it out and we'll be out there in a minute." I slid my hand into Emory’s, tugging him towards the communal shower.

Iris rolled his eyes but followed the signs towards the bathing area.

"Is helping me shower considered wrong?" I turned on the spray and stepped under without feeling it.

"Since it's pretty quiet in here, I'm going to pretend it's expected." Emory wore a rueful smile, lathering up his hands.

"Are you?" I did the same but waited for him to make the first move.

"No touching me until I'm done. Then you can do me."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I said so." He started on my chest, rubbing the suds there, causing me to shiver as he found nipples with his thumbs. He moved lower, getting my abs and into my closely trimmed hair above my cock.

I hissed out a moan, staggering.

He dropped to his knees not touching my dick, instead moving to one thigh, his mouth hovering inches from my tip. He looked up at me, wetting his lips before parting them. I thought he was going to take me into his mouth but he avoided my head, going for my balls instead.

"Emory!" My voice higher than normal as his hands traveled lower.

He hummed around my sac, moving to the other leg while nuzzling into my cock.

All the curse words I'd never say formed in my brain, demanding freedom. I swallowed them back while his fingers moved to my butt. Soapy and slick he teased and played as much as his mouth did. Another sensual glance upwards had me groaning.

"I want in your mouth."

"Right here?" he asked, feigning innocence.

"You know I do."

Lazily he licked around my base before rising to his feet. "I thought we were waiting until the hotel room." He pressed into me. Smooth, slick skin met.

"Things change," I said through my teeth, resisting every urge to force him back to his knees.

He dragged his teeth over his lower lip. "How badly do you need me?"

"I won't be able to think of anything else."

"Show me." He added more soap to my hands and directed them to his body.

I didn't fight his hold, letting him move them over his skin. He stroked fingers up the insides of his thighs and across his Adonis belt, then around to his butt, pressing my palms there so I'd grip him.

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