When she nipped at the small bud with her teeth she heard his growl at the base of his throat, the strong muscles of his thigh going taut with tension... Keeping her eyes fixed on his, she continued towards his groin, watching his eyes darken as she moved closer and closer to where he wanted her most. She was almost at his navel when his phone rang in a plaintive, digital bleat, vibrating loudly against the surface of the bedside table. As they both chose to ignore it, she deviated her kisses. Embarrassed, hereyes skipped past his naked manhood. The woman was maybe 5'9" andan Aphrodite to match his Adonis. Dark blonde hair, wet and mattedlike an otter's skin, hung down her back to her waist. A largeforehead, large, languid blue eyes, a soft, round nose, highcheekbones, and full red lips arranged as if by a master painter(no, not Picasso) make up her face, and her body was even morebeautiful. Wide, strong shoulders-swimmer's shoulders-narrowed toa firm chest and outthrusting breasts. You can come in.’ Roxy put her key in the lock and turned the handle. The room had two double beds and Stephanie was still curled up under the covers on one. ‘Steph. You remember Greg?’ ‘I do. Hi Greg.’ ‘Hi Steph. ‘I’ve just come to get changed for breakfast.’ ‘Why? You look hot.’ ‘Not you too!’ Roxy blustered. The other two laughed whilst Roxy started riffling through her wardrobe. She pulled out a tiny pair of shorts and a singlet top. ‘Now you haven’t forgotten that Daniel’s sailing in. I’d met them a few times, but didn’t know any of them that well. They mostly came round to let off steam, do some coke, and just generally get fucked up on a Friday night. I didn’t care, so long as Carl was happy. It had always been that way. I’d had two very abusive relationships in the past, and had never really gotten over doing my man’s every bidding just to keep the peace, avoid a slap, or worse. Although Carl wasn’t physically abusive, he often took advantage of my weakness, and.