Preston and Kelsey lingered over their resort dinner, the day's poolside flirtations still buzzing between them. "That group couldn't keep their eyes off us," Kelsey teased, twirling a curl around her finger. "Especially when your mustache caught the sunlight just right."
Preston grinned. "And you didn't mind the stares at those curves either. Admit it, you were imagining more than just conversation."
Their laughter was interrupted by the same lively crew from the pool. "There you are!" called the tall blonde. "We’re heading to the bar—join us for drinks and trouble?"
Kelsey arched a brow. "Trouble sounds promising. Lead the way."
At the bar, cocktails flowed and banter sharpened. "Strip poker, anyone?" one suggested with a wicked smile. "You two look like you could handle the heat."
Kelsey leaned in, voice laced with challenge. "Only if the losers buy the winners breakfast—and I don’t plan on losing my clothes without a fight. Think you can keep up with a woman who plays to win?"
Preston’s eyes darkened with approval. Back in their suite, anticipation ignited. Kelsey shoved him onto the bed, her athletic body pressing close. "I’m horny as hell after that invite," she purred, freeing his hardening cock. She wrapped her lips around it for a slow, teasing blowjob, tongue swirling until he groaned.
"Your turn to sweat," she said, straddling him. Her pussy was already wet and dripping as she sank down onto his thick shaft. She rode him hard, ass grinding with each thrust, strong thighs flexing. "Deeper—yes, just like that."
Sweating and panting, they moved together in a frenzy. Kelsey came first, clenching around him, then Preston followed, filling her with hot cum. "That game’s going to be explosive," she whispered, already plotting their next move.
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