Strawberries and Stolen Heat

Sue knocked once, sharp and impatient. Will opened the door to the Sheraton Walden suite and she stepped inside, eyes flicking over the strawberries, the sweating champagne, the roses. "Trying to bribe me into forgetting my husband’s vacation? Cute. But I’m already here, so points for effort."

He pulled her close, mouth claiming hers. "You said yes the second I called. Admit it—you’re already wet thinking about ditching Ken for this."

"Maybe," she murmured, shoving his shirt up, nails scraping skin. "Or maybe I just like watching you beg without saying the word." His hands slid under her loose blouse, thumbs circling her nipples until she hissed. He hiked her long skirt, fingers finding her bare pussy already slick. "Dripping for me already?"

"Keep talking and I’ll make you work for it," she shot back, unbuckling his jeans. They hit the floor. Sue dropped to her knees, freeing his hard cock. "God, look at you—poking out like you’ve been hard since Tuesday." She licked the head, stroking the shaft, then took him deep in a slow, teasing blowjob that had him groaning her name.

Will hauled her up, stripped the rest of her clothes, and stared. "I’m the luckiest bastard alive."

"Flattery won’t save you when I ride you senseless," Sue answered, pushing him onto the bed. He buried his face between her thighs, tongue working her clit until she was panting and gripping his hair. "Fuck, Will—right there."

When she was throbbing and ready, he moved up. She grabbed his cock, guiding it to her wet pussy. "Slow. I want to feel every inch." He sank deep. They moved—missionary first, then Sue flipped them, straddling him in cowgirl, hips rolling with wicked precision. "You feel that? That’s me owning this afternoon."

He flipped her again, taking her from behind, hands on her ass, pounding until sweat slicked their skin. Sue came first, clenching around him, then Will followed, groaning as he pumped cum deep inside her. They collapsed, panting, his cock still twitching within her.

"Don’t move yet," she warned, voice husky. "I’m not done thinking about how I’ll compare this to Ken’s vacation." Will laughed against her shoulder, already hardening again.