“Please tell me you agree,” he said. I brought my face in closer to his to kiss him. He slipped my hips toward him and onto his cock. We connected...together like a single vessel rocking about in the shallow water, quietly and fluidly with the grace of a canoe or a rowboat on the still water, slowly paddled by two taking a single journey to some place both beautiful and nowhere in particular. Our arms wrapped around each other trying to find their ways to hold onto and explore each other’s bodies. “How did you know that? Have you 2 been spying on me?”“No,” Jack said, “but you can be a little careless at times Emily.”I actually blushed, although I wasn’t feeling embarrassed at being naked in front of them. Whilst I was on the plane one of the things that made the journey shorter was me daydreaming about me becoming Jack and Oliver’s slave. I had left a wet patch on the seat just dreaming about them doing the same things to me that Luke, Harry and Will had done to me.“Come and sit between. ‘Why didn’t I ask him why he left? Why the hell didn’t HE tell me why he left? I’m not the villain here. No man can treat me this way.’ What about the phones calls he was getting? What was up with that? Why leave in the middle of dinner? Annie tried to figure it out but nothing added up. Taking a deep breath, Annie replied to his email, explaining that she used e-mail because she could better collect and express her thoughts. She told him that she didn’t like that he put the blame back onto her. I sighed and responded with a sharp " 'Kay!" Hurriedly I wrapped the towel on my still-moist body and unlocked the door. Wringing the tips of my hair out I stumbled and was caught by stiff yet gentle hands. Our eyes met and the towel dropped as the depth of our eyes enveloped in lust. I anxiously picked up the towel and wrapped it around my tense body. Mitch patted me on the back and walked downstairs, casually as if nothing had happened. I fast-walked into my room at the end of the hall and.