Climb on My Stepfather (Ashley and Alex)

Chapter 45

Chapter 24

But before I can make a move, my phone's chiming in my pocket. I pull it out and see that it's Damon and he only calls when it's an important matter regarding one of our clients.

"I'm sorry," I say with a groan. “I have to take this, it's my partner at the firm." Abby shrugs her shoulders, "It's ok, it gives me time to take a shower."

I open the door to our suite and answer the call, eyes glued to Abby's perfect, round ass jiggling with each step she takes toward the bathroom. The shower turns on and while Damon carries on about one of our high-profile clients, my mind is on one thing only.

Abby's firm, young body getting soaked with warm water while she's washing herself. How it must look as the suds slide over her breasts and continue down to her bare mound.

Shit, why did he have to call now of all times?

By the time the water turns off, Damon is finally wrapping up the business talk. I'm caught off guard when he asks me what I'm doing for the weekend.

And without thinking, I lie and tell him I'll just be catching up with some paperwork and taking it easy. I don't mention Abby to him.

A couple of minutes later, we finish our conversation just as Abby is walking out of the bathroom wearing nothing but the complimentary cotton towel from the resort. Her supple skin is still damp from the water and the white fabric is clinging to her

curves.

shower?" she asks me in a low voice, barely above a whisper. With her eyes cast down, she opens her mouth as if she

place a tender kiss on her exposed shoulder. I deeply inhale, taking in the subtle lavender aroma of the body wash that had yet to

only fair that I take a quick shower right before we begin our dirty play. There are so many filthy things that I want to do with her; not one

I say to her and give her right ass cheek a light spank which elicits a little

my cock is ready to erupt. The whole time all I could think about was Abby waiting for

bathroom with just a towel tied around my hips, beads of water dripping from my hair into my eyes. I was in too much of a rush

glancing up at me with a hint of sadness beneath her bright, wide eyes. A pang

out for her hand and pulling her closer to me. I can't bear the thought

were on the phone with your partner..." she starts and pause's as if she's trying to gather

my brain trying to figure

my having a conversation

when she opens her mouth to proceed that it hits

to him about your weekend plans,"

didn't mention me.