Stop thinking about Tyler, you pussy. Maybe you should just fuck Samantha so you can get her out of your head!
I didn’t need this right now. I had to get my shit together and concentrate on the task at hand. I pulled away, smiling up at Samantha before turning my attention to Carmichael. He was watching with a heated level of interest. I could tell he was getting off on this.
“I’ve sampled and I’ve loved so much that I keep coming back for more.” I smiled across at Carmichael, then turned my attention to Samantha.
“Samantha, take your top off. Show this lovely gentleman your wonderful assets.”
Samantha smiled, got off my lap, and unbuttoned her blouse. The whole time, I was looking across at Carmichael, but all he had eyes for was Samantha. He licked his lips again, a bead of sweat forming at his brow. The horny fucker would come in his pants if he didn’t calm down.
Samantha stood, her pert breasts staring back at Carmichael. “Come here, Samantha. I want to reward you for being such a good girl.” She did as she was told and took a seat on my lap again. I immediately sprang, latching my mouth on her nipple. Samantha moaned and threw her head back. I knew she had always wanted this from me, but I never as much as touched her hand, let alone sucked her nipple.
“Dean,” she breathed, fisting her fingers through my hair. Fuck, I wanted to hear Tyler call me by my name when I fucked her.
Pushing that thought away, I hitched Samantha’s skirt up and exposed her pussy to both Carmichael and Katie. “Isn’t she beautiful?” I purred, trying hard to keep up with my role. Every instinct was telling me to finger fuck Samantha, give her what she wanted, just so I could prove to myself that Tyler wasn’t getting to me. But I wouldn’t normally touch Samantha under any other circumstances, so why would I now?
Fuck this shit! That damn fucking voodoo woman with her magic pussy was playing tricks with me again. All I wanted to do was shove Samantha off me and get the fuck out of there.
“Yes, she is,” Carmichael answered, breathing heavier than ever. I knew this was enough. I had him hook, line, and sinker. Not that he needed much encouragement. I could have asked Katie over to put on a little show for our chief superintendent, but I had more urgent, pressing matters to attend to. Now was my time to act.
“Aidan, would you like to go somewhere a little more private so you can get more acquainted with Katie? To be honest, I am just dying to reacquaint myself with Samantha.” I smiled cheekily towards him and slapped Samantha’s ass. She jumped, giggling again, and that had the smile turn up a notch on Carmichael.
“I would love to,” he growled, staring up at Katie with nothing but lust in his eyes.
With a tap on Samantha’s ass, she got up. I sat up with her, holding her hand. “If you’ll excuse me, Mr. Carmichael,” I said with a smile, heading for the door. “Katie, could you take Mr. Carmichael to room thirty-six?” She nodded, but still sat on Carmichael’s lap. “Aidan, when I’ve finished with Samantha, would you like it if I sent her to your room?”
He smiled like a fucking Cheshire cat. I was beginning to think he thought all his Christmases and birthdays had been wrapped up into one day.
“If her pussy is made out of gold like you said, then fuck, yeah!” he boomed.
I chuckled, but felt sick to my stomach. Time to end this charade. “Samantha, after you,” I said, motioning her to the door. She walked through, blouse in hand, tits bouncing as she went. For any man, this would be the turn-on of the century, but for me, she did nothing to raise the beast.
Once we were in the hallway, I grabbed Samantha’s blouse and offered to place it back on. She diligently complied, turning around with a smile.
“Thank you for playing your part,” I said, pulling the arms of her blouse up. “If you wouldn’t mind, go hide out in room thirty-four. Give it about an hour, then leave to see to Carmichael. I have to go.”
She nodded and I turned to leave, then I felt her hand on my arm. “Dean, if you fancy carrying on later where you left off, I would be more than happy to visit you. Just give me a place and time, and I’ll be there.”
I shook my head with a smile. “I don’t touch any of my women, Samantha. Rule number one.”
Walking towards me, she placed her finger on my lips. “You touched me tonight,” she purred, trailing her finger along my lips. “I liked it and I want more.”
I stepped away, motioning for the stairs. “That was just a one-time thing, Samantha. Now, do as you’re told and get up the stairs before Carmichael and Katie come out here. I have somewhere I need to be.”