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Dirty angel.
Lily doesn’t stop, keeps fingeringherself, my cum squelching into her. And I keep trembling and jerking until I’ve got nothing left.
Through the clearing steam, puddles of cum glisten back at me from the tile floor.
Fuck.
What a fucking waste.
I should be shooting my cum inside her pussy.
At the very least, I should be christening her tits.
Fuck… those pretty nipples would be so beautiful painted with my release.
I smear a trail of my cum across my stomach.
Dammit.
With ragged breaths and my chest rising and falling, realization sets in.
It will be impossible to be in Lily’s presence without filthy thoughts dancing in my head.
I need to get my shit together before I see her again.
Chapter 14
Lily
Afew hours in Gage’s presence, and I’m a mess.
How did I forget I was naked?
When Nads pointed that out, I freaked out and ended the video call.
She’s seen me in my birthday suit before, but not after I had pleasured myself. That’s a little too intimate.
I jump into a pair of shorts and pull a t-shirt over my head, before calling her back.
“Bonsoir, Nads,” I say.
Translation:Good evening, Nads.
“Bonjour à toi,” Nads says.
Translation:Good morning to you.
I frown. “It’s eleven p.m. LA time, what time is it in Paris?”
“It’s eight in the morning.”
“Oh, you’re right.”
She laughs. “Glad to see you’re more presentable.”
“Sorry, I lost my head there for a minute.”
“No one can blame you. You’ve had a cruel day. It’s a girl’s worst nightmare to arrive at her destinationsansluggage.” Sheshakes her head and makes a tsking sound. “What’s the point of paying a premium to be seated in First Class if the airline company can’t even get their act together so that your luggage makes it?”
