“Roger that… tally ho. Let’s get some sleep then resume fucking on the flipside.” I winked at him and talked like a pirate.
“Maybe a bit of brekkie as well in case we’re famished after a proper ravaging.” He did his best to mock an American accent.
“Americans do not say brekkie.” I glared at him. “It’s breakfast, always just breakfast. You’re in America, speak English.” I playfully slapped him on the shoulder.
“Well, when you’re in Ireland it will be brekkie, get used to it.”
When I’m in Ireland? I didn’t want to dwell on it, I was too spent and tired to worry. I needed to brush my teeth and rinse off all the lovin’.
“Wanna join me in the bathtub? It’s super huge, definitely big enough for two. I can get the water all warm…” He smiled and I jumped off the bed tossing my robe into the clothes hamper in the bathroom.
“Sounds perfect.” I stood before him naked and ready for whatever he had planned.
“You’re perfect,” he said, admiring me.
He got up and turned on the bath, then poured some soapy stuff in the water. I followed him into the bathroom and watched.
“Check and see if it’s the right temperature for you,” he said with a coy smile.
I walked over to the tub and bent down to test the water. He came up behind me and slid his semi-hard cock between my butt cheeks.
“You look so cute all bent over. I think you need to be stuffed again,” he commented. “I figured if we’re getting in the bath, we’ll need one more round before lights out.” His hand rounded my waist as his fingers diddled my clit.
“You are terrible,” I teased. “How are you ready to go again? I can barely stand up.”
“Ah… well, I’ve had a lot of practice.” He rubbed his cock into me as he played with my pussy until the bathwater rose high enough for us to get in.
I’m glad he didn’t take me standing up, thank god. I didn’t think I was ready for anything that intense after what we’d just done. He got into the tub first and then motioned for me to lay in his lap. It was a little awkward getting into the tub and laying on him as his semi-hard cock started to rise, but I made it work. As soon as I was situated on him, he used his legs to spread me open and continued to play with my pussy. After driving me totally bonkers, he lathered up his hands to wash my body with gentle, loving strokes. He washed from my head to my toes. I tried to get up to do the same for him, but he was already hard and by the lust-basted look on his face he was ready to go again.
“You’ve got a lot of stamina,” I said grabbing his cock under the water.
“Oh, you have no idea.” Really?
This time I sat on him and had a sensual ride. Being tired and spent from having such a jarring climax earlier, I wanted a sweet send-off before bed. We moved in sync and we came together with me shuddering in his arms and him sliding out into the water. He kissed my cheek.
“I’m so glad you’re here.” His voice was deep and laced with sleep.
“Let’s get to bed, so we still have a day left to play,” I suggested as sleep was starting to claim me after two rounds of sex and a warm bath.
We dried off and both fell into bed naked. Within moments the two of us were sound asleep. I didn’t even dream; I just crashed until a relentless banging beat my head to death.
“Oh my God, make it stop.” I protested as I barely lifted my noggin weighing more than a bag of bricks off the pillow.
Liam was still soundly sleeping by my side, but a man dressed in a well-tailored suit was standing in the living area cleaning up our mess from last night. My heart raced and a wave of panic washed over me. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Suddenly, I worried that perhaps Liam was some kind of a con artist or a crazy person. It would make sense, not paying for the food, being so casual and yet staying in the most expensive suite in the hotel. Whatever the case, he had to wake up and deal with the man in the living room.
“Liam, wake up,” I yelled in a harsh whisper that was loud enough for the man to turn to me and stare with eyes of stone. “Liam!” I yelled, gathering all the sheets around me, leaving him completely bare to wrangle the comforter if he had to. “The prince of Ireland is in your or his, I don’t know, living room. WAKE UP!” I was in full-blown hysterics as Liam lazily opened his eyes.