from your suite and just stay with me for the rest of the week?”
Oh My God, he’s asking me to move in with him.
Marcus saw the surprise on Sydney‘s face. “Sydney, it’s not a big deal. Even if you don’t want to share the bed, I’ll sleep on the pull-out in the living room.”
“Actually, I hate sleeping by myself. I’d love to share the bed with you.”
Marcus was halfway out of the room before Sydney even finished her sentence. Fuck! She’s gonna move in with me! Get it together, Marcus, it’s a hotel room.
Sydney called from the bed, “And babe, you might want to put some clothes on. You’ll need my room key. It‘s in my clutch.” A few seconds later, she heard the door close.
Sydney wrapped the sheet around herself and ventured into the bathroom. “Holy crap, this fucking bathroom is amazing.” There was a soaking tub that could fit four people comfortably, a shower with two heads and a ledge to sit, and a separate room for the toilet.
She only intended to take a shower, but the tub was too tempting. She turned on the faucet and added some bath gel to it before sliding into the warm water.
Marcus returned a short time later with all the shopping bags and Sydney’s Vera bag. The moment he stepped into the bedroom, he smelled fresh rain coming from the bathroom. He walked to the bathroom door and found Sydney covered up to her neck in bubbles, head back and eyes closed in his tub. His eyes shot to the ceiling. “Thank you.”
Turning her head slightly, opening only one eye to look at him before closing it again, she said, “Hope you don’t mind I decided to take a bath instead of a shower. My legs are really sore.”
Marcus dropped his sweatpants and stepped into the tub. “Hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to join you.” Sitting across from Sydney, he began to massage her foot. “You seemed real flexible last night.”
Keeping her eyes closed and enjoying the massage, she replied, “I was on the gymnastic team all through middle school. When I got to high school, I was asked to join the pep squad. I actually cheered through college because I missed gymnastics, and the school didn’t have a team.”
Marcus worked his hands up her leg. “What college did you go to?”
“University of Cincinnati. They had the best Interior Design and Architectural program. That’s where I met my husband.” Startled, Sydney opened her eyes. “It doesn’t feel right to be naked in a tub with you while talking about my late husband.”
Marcus’ hand reached the top of her thigh, “I can get out and we can continue our conversation, or-” He was cut off when Sydney leaped onto his lap.
“Or how ‘bout we just stop talking?” she suggested, placing a wet kiss on his lips. Straddling Marcus, Sydney rubbed her hardened nipples against his chest and gyrated against his erection. Marcus grabbed her hips and lifted her onto his dick, “If you’re gonna grind me like that, you might as well get as much pleasure out of it as possible. Plus, I love being in that hot wetness.”
Hands pressed to his chest, Sydney bucked wildly over him. Water sloshed all over. Marcus rubbed Sydney’s clit with his thumb. She threw her head back and moaned, “Hmm, yeah Marcus, I’m almost there.”
“Hold on babe, I’m about to,” Marcus replied, still rubbing her. They climaxed at the same time, Marcus’ head tilted back and Sydney’s forehead pressed against his chest.
“Oh, fuck.” He tried to hold Sydney’s hips still. “Stop moving, or I’ll never stop coming.” She stopped immediately, even as she felt his dick pulsating inside of her. She’d never experienced such intense love making before. To her, this had to be love.
“We’d better get out before I look like a prune in my swimsuit.” She stood up, dripping wet.
Marcus was in a daze. He stared up at her naked body. “I could stay here just like this forever. The view is absolutely breathtaking.”
Sydney leaned down and