Bella and I spent the day lounging around the villa. Because
Rose was locked in her room, clothing was not kept on for long. As I was making
her breakfast, Bella took my cock back into her mouth. After that, we were
cuddled on the couch, watching television and I somehow found my tongue between
her lower lips as she rode my face. I was about to grab a condom that I had
stashed in the cocktail table, but Rose’s door opened up and we scrambled to
get dressed, sneaking back up to our room to finish our sexual teasing.
Once we were back in our room, clothes were torn off our
bodies and we were lost in each other again as I slid in and out of Bella’s
tight, wet pussy. We were insatiable for each other and I didn’t know how I was
going to be able to go back to Esme, knowing the perfection of Isabella Swan.
After taking a shower, Bella and I decide to grace Rose with
our presence. She was sitting on the couch, grinning knowingly. “It smells like
sex in here,” she quipped.
“So?” Bella smirked. “I bet Paul’s room smells worse, Rose.”
“Yeah, it did,” she snickered, sipping her coffee. “It’s
your birthday, Bells. What do you want to do? Well, besides Eddie.”
“Hmmm, that sounds really good,” Bella said, snuggling onto
my lap after I had sat down on the oversized chair. I wrapped my arms around
her waist, nuzzling her neck. “But, just spending the day here is perfect. Once
we get back from Napa, it’s back to work tomorrow.”
“Ugh, don’t remind me,” Rose grumbled, shooting Bella a
look. “My boss is a real slave driver.”
“Shut up, Rose,” Bella laughed.
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