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Chapter 43

When the plane finally landed and came to a stop, I released the breath I had been holding. I happily followed the guys onto solid ground again, wondering if the guys would consider driving home. Jamie led us out of the airport to a waiting black SUV. Patrick helped me into the backseat. buckling me in; Drew slid in next to me while the twins climbed into the third row. Patrick joined us in the back after speaking with Jamie and a new man waiting with the car. Jamie climbed into the passenger seat while the new man got behind the wheel, Patrick introduced us all to the new man, whose name was Sean. He would be back up security so that Jamie could take breaks. After greeting us, Sean started to the car, following the line of vehicles away from the airport.

After what seemed like forever, Sean pulled up in front of a beautifully restored hotel in the historic Port District of Portland, Patrick helped me out of the back and led me inside while the other guys piled out and helped Jamie and Sean with our bags.

Once inside, I wandered around the lobby, looking at all the black and white pictures that were displayed along one wall while Patrick got us checked in. This whole area looked like a fun place to explore; maybe I could talk the guys into returning and spending more than one night next time. The guys came into the lobby just as Patrick was getting the key to our room, and we followed him over to the elevator. Jamie held the elevator door as we all squeezed in, leaving Sean with the luggage cart and bellhop to come up next.

The elevator took us to the top floor, and we stepped out to a beautiful view of the bay in the late afternoon sun. Only three rooms were on this floor: the suite we stayed in and two smaller rooms for Jamie and Sean. Patrick passed Jamie a key card, then led the way to our room; unlocking the door, he stepped back and let me go first. I stepped inside and turned around in a circle, utterly surprised. Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

“This isn’t a hotel room; it’s an apartment,” I said in shock. Patrick just laughed as he walked by, stopping to kiss me before he started opening doors and exploring. I looked around, taking everything in. There was a small kitchen area with a fridge, microwave, and sink. A table with four chairs was placed between the kitchen and sitting area. The seating area had two comfortable–looking couches across from a flatscreen TV. On the opposite wall was a sliding glass door that led out onto a balcony with a view of the bay.

Patrick stuck his head out of one of the rooms, motioning me over.

“This is your room, love; go look.” he said, grinning.

I stepped into the room and squealed.

“Holy shit, this is enormous.” I giggled, looking around. There was a massive bed on one side of the room, a small seating area with a couch and TV next to French doors that looked like they led out to the balcony. I opened the door on the other side of the bed and found a large bathroom. There was a shower that could easily hold four people and a jetted tub that could easily hold two or three people,

1 heard footsteps behind me and turned, still giggling to show off the tub I was seriously considering living in, to find Jake leaning against the door jam.

“Look at the size of that tub, and it has jets, and look at all the pretty bath stuff.” I pointed to the tub with a shelf behind it that held a collection of bath salts, oils, and bath bombs, Josh chuckled, wrapping his arms around me, and resting his hands on my hips.

“I love how excited you get about new things sweetheart.” Jake said, turning me around and giving me a deep kiss.

“Some of the guys went with Sean to a nearby market to get drinks and snacks for later. Patrick has made dinner reservations for the re downstairs, but it’s not until six thirty. Your bag is in your room if you would like to change. Or you can take a shower Erst. We have plenty of time.”

restaurant

I went back into the bedroom, taking Jake’s hand as I passed, pulling him along with me. I spotted my bag, and placed it up on the bed, opening it, and searching for something comfortable to wear.

“How fancy is the restaurant?” I asked Jake.

– Not wery,

it’s pretty casual.” He told him, flopping down on the other side of the bed to watch me.

“Good, this should work fine then.” I pulled out a cute light blue sundress that went nicely with the lightweight cardigan I had packed. I pulled both out of my bag, hanging them in the closet hoping any wrinkles they had from being packed would be less noticeable by dinner. Pulling out a tank top and shorts, 1 looked over at lake.

“I’m going to take a shower and change.” I told him.

-You want some help sweetheart?” Jake asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me suggestively.

“Sure, you can wash my back.” I said walking into the bathroom, and laughing as I listened to lake scramble off the bed, while trying to pull his shirt off at the same time. I walked to the shower, turning it on full blast, then finding some towels, and hanging them next to the shower door. I was starting to pull off my shirt, when Jake came up behind me, helping me slide the shirt over my splint. 1 lifted my arms so he could unwrap my ribs, then milled

my splint. Jake took step back inspecting my ribs.

“Your ribs look really good sweetheart, the bruises are really starting to fade.” He said, going to check the water temperature, adjusting it, then leading me into the shower.

Jake took his time washing my hair before moving on to the rest of my body. He carefully took my bad hand in his, running the soapy washcloth over it. He carefully moved to my ribs next. Once he was done with my ribs, he carefully turned me around, and with that sexy smile of his, he dropped to his knees, and began running the cloth down my leg, slowing down and paying extra attention to my inner thighs causing my core to clench as I let out a little whimper. Jake gave a sexy chuckle, obviously pleased with himself. Standing up, he adjusted the shower head, and led me to the built in shower bench, making sure the water had warmed the tile bench, he told me to sit, then adjusted me to. position he was happy with. Dropping back to his knees, I moaned as he ran his fingers up my slit, spreading my pussy lips so he could see my clit. Then leaning forward he circled my clit with his tongue. He had me close to coming within seconds, alternating between licking, and sucking my clit into his mouth to gently bite it. He slid a finger inside my tight hole, while biting down on my clit at the same time, and I came apart, moaning as my pussy clamped down like a vice on Jake’s finger. When my orgasm started to fade, he stood up, leaving his finger deep in my pussy, he leaned over and kissed me, while sliding his finger in and out, making sure to tease my g–spot. I was heading toward my second orgasm, panting as lake continued to fuck my pussy with his finger, when there was a knock on the bathroom door. We both froze, and when Josh called out that they were back from the market. I let out the breath I had been holding, Jake slid his finger out of me, helping me stand. He turned off the water and led me out of the shower.