Page 63 of Ms. V's Hot Girl Summer

“Miles, I travel a lot for work and hoard them likemy precious,” she said, Golum voice and all.

I froze. Did my woman just quoteThe Lord of the Rings?

Heart be still.

“You likeThe Lord of the Rings?” I asked, incredulity all over my face.

“Oh yeah, and I love watching anime, and secretly…some hentai too.”

Fuck.

I was in trouble.

“When did you get so perfect and why haven’t we talked about this??” I asked.

The evil cackle she let out was truly fantastic; she threw her blanket over her and gave me a coy look over her shoulder.

“You never asked.” She shrugged and winked.

“Nah, woman, you can’t leave it at that and not say more. What type of hentai do you…do you want to watch some together during the flight?” I asked, swiveling my head back and forth to see if anyone was eavesdropping on our conversation.

“Do you have a privacy screen?” I swear I went rock-hard.

“Are we about to become part of the mile-high club?”

“Hentai-style, baby,” she said as I pulled up my phone and found a video for us to watch. We shared my headphones, and soon the scene started, the sensual animated display going right to the point with a woman lying on a bed next to a man massaging her massive blessings.

Trinidad’s breath increased to the pace of the scene until her warm hand slid below my blanket, searching the waistband of my sweats.

“You sure?” I mouthed at her, the plane already on its way to NY, the darkened cabin hiding all types of mischief.

“Oh, yes, I am,” she purred and held on to my length, dragging her hand up and down to a sweet pace.

“Fuck,” I groaned. I needed to touch her too. With what I hope was some poise, I ghosted my hand down her belly scrunching up her dress until I found her wet and ready between her legs.

“Sí, right there,” she whispered, riding my hand with an undulating motion that I couldn’t wait to feel on my dick.

Together, we rode the sky, our hands declaring the love and trust we felt for each other. The passion we created settled in my chest, and tightened my spine, the pace relentless as we both chased our completion.

When Trinidad’s soft thighs squeezed my hand until I couldn’t move anything but my finger over her softness, she gasped and shuddered, giving me permission to release all the tension she’d created with her magic hand.

We reach our finales together, silently and powerfully, knowing this would be the first of many other times.

“Fuck, I love you, woman, you’re one of a kind.” I kissed her, tasting that sweet sensuality so unique to her.

“And I love you too. My man.” She pressed another velvety kiss on my lips, then proceeded to curl up and fall asleep next to me.

My life couldn’t get any better.

EPILOGUE 1

Brandon

The hallway to our apartment never felt as long as it did right now. It was like walking to our trial, where our mother would determine what would be the end of our summer. I didn’t regret anything. My mother worked hard and deserved the world. But I hated disappointing her, so I guess I did regret something. Brian’s silence next to me told me all I needed to know. There were no words required between us; at times, it took one look, and we communicated everything we needed to say.

He was pissed at me because I was the one that came up with the plan. Brian had had his doubts, but he went along with everything because that was what brothers did. Now we both were in deep shit with our mother.

Damn.

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