Alejandro
I lookedat Alana lying on the bed - naked, freshly fucked and with my cum dripping from her pussy. I didn’t think I’d ever seen anything so fucking sexy in my entire life.
I felt the anger surge in my chest as I remembered what she’d overheard those nasty, jealous bitches saying about her earlier. But then she smiled up at me and I felt my rage subsiding.
‘Why am I completely naked, and you’re still in your tux?’ she asked with a flash of her eyebrows.
‘Because naked is how I like you, princess,’ I said with a grin.
‘Well, I really like you naked too.’
‘Hmm. Pity you’re not in charge then, isn’t it? I have to make a few calls. Will you be okay?’
‘I’m sure I can keep myself occupied,’ she said with a roll of her eyes.
‘Roll those eyes at me again, princess, and you’ll feel my belt on your ass.’
‘Ooh, kinky,’ she giggled as she got up and walked towards me. She blew me a kiss as she walked towards the bathroom and I slapped her ass as she passed me.
‘Oh my God! This tub is huge!’ she cried as she popped her head back out of the room.
‘I know,’ I smiled. ‘Why don’t you run yourself a bath and I’ll join you as soon as I’m done?’
‘That sounds like a plan,’ she said as she disappeared back into the room. ‘This bathroom is bigger than my whole apartment back in New York. Oh, my God, you have one of those showers that does the thunderstorm thingy,’ she shouted and I couldn’t help but smile to myself. For a spoiled Manhattan princess, she sure was easily pleased.
Thirty minutes later, I walked into the bathroom to see Alana lying back in the huge jacuzzi tub with her eyes closed and a glass of champagne in her hand.
I started to unbutton my shirt as I watched her. She looked so peaceful and content that I almost felt guilty disturbing her. ‘Is there any of that champagne left for me, princess?’
She opened her eyes and smiled at me. ‘Of course. I saved you a little,’ she indicated the champagne in the ice bucket on the side of the tub and the glass beside it.
‘Well, can you pour while I undress?’ I said as I pulled off my shirt.
She glided over to the other side of the tub and poured me a glass while I took off the rest of my clothes. I slid into the hot, bubbling water and sighed. I didn’t use this thing nearly enough.
‘This is some bathroom you have here,’ she said with a grin. ‘Now, I get why you used to stay here so much.’
‘Actually, I’ve hardly used this tub. The shower is fucking epic though,’ I flashed my eyebrows at her.
‘You should get one for the house too.’
‘The tub or the shower?’
‘Both?’ she said.
‘You don’t like the bathrooms at the house?’ I asked. They were traditional and understated, I supposed. Giant roll top baths and huge walk in showers, but none of the high tech additions that the hotel had.
‘Actually, I love the bathrooms in the house,’ she said with a shrug. ‘They’re beautiful and relaxing.’
‘Well, now you can have the best of both worlds. We can stay here at the hotel any time you like.’
‘You mean, like I could just show up here one day while you’re working and decide we’re sleeping over?’
I nodded. ‘Whenever you want, princess.’
She downed the last of her champagne and placed her glass on the side. Then she chewed on her lower lip as she stared at me and I knew a question was coming.
‘How many women have you had sex with in this tub?’ she asked with a wicked grin on her face that I suspected was only partly due to the champagne.