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I pulled him in tightly, giving him one last squeeze.
“Come on,” I said, forcing myself to stand before turning back to look at him.
Jaime was spread out, loose, with come dried all over his abdomen. He looked fucking delicious but not fit for travel.
Glancing down at myself, I looked even worse with a condom hanging precariously off my tip.
I grabbed it hastily, tying it off.
“Okay. Showers first,” I chuckled.
Jaime grinned.
“Together?”
I laughed, offering him my hand.
“Only if we promise to keep our hands off of each other.”
Jaime took my hand, letting me help him out of bed.
I should have known that it would be impossible.
We managed to get under the hot spray without getting into anything, but the moment we started to slide soapy hands over each other, Jaime’s cock stood to attention.
Probably my fault, dragging him along like that for so long and only letting him come once. Next time, I’d see how many orgasms I could milk out of him. My cock grew heavy with interest, but I had already come twice in a short enough span of time.
Jaime didn’t seem to mind though, especially when I wrapped an arm around his waist and took him in my hand, jerking him off with a slippery lather of soap, leaving his swollen asshole alone this time.
His come washed away with the spray as soon as it splattered from the tip, leaving him even more pliant and relaxed in my arms.
“Mm,” I sighed, holding him tight to my chest under the warmth of the water. “Naomi is going to be so pissed.”
He chuckled.
“Okay, let’s get going then. I do want to check on Evie.”
* * *
Naomi was sprawledon the couch, watching reality TV when we entered.
“Well, hello!” she said. “How was your date?”
“Great,” I said. “How was Evie?”
“A bit upset at first. I think she missed her daddy, but she calmed down. She’s asleep in her bed now.”
“That’s good,” Jaime said. “Thank you.”
She nodded.
“Of course.”
Jaime glanced at me.
“I'm just going to check on her.”
I waved him off and Naomi stood, stretching.
