I stared into his eyes and let my head fall squarely on his built shoulders. “Are you hungry?”, he asked. “Not really”. I walked over to the only seat that was in the room and sat with my legs crossed; I looked at him from across the room and let my thoughts go wild. “I’m going to take a shower”, he said and winked at me before he started unbuttoning his shirt. “I’ll join you, I have to make a call to the babysitter”, I said and winked back. I wasn’t placing a call to anyone; I only wanted to perform my usual ritual whenever I was with him and whenever I was on the verge of sleeping with him. I tried to search my heart and find any guilt but I couldn’t. I couldn’t get myself to feel guilty about sleeping with my stepbrother or having a prolonged affair with him. I thought of his wife Margo. I thought of his beautiful kids, Chelsea and Robert and then I thought of Shantell. I got to my feet and striped down to nothing before walking over to the bathroom door and letting myself in without knocking on the door. He had his back turned to me as I walked in and wore his ever handsome smiled as he turned and looked at my direction. I looked at his magnificent body and thought of the endless times I have wished to wake up beside him on to realize that could never happen. I could feel my heart racing when I looked at him, my body, mind and soul all worked in unison, all gravitated towards one thing; Him. I wanted him to hold me close and make love to me just as he always did. I was blinded with a longing feeling and enveloped with nothing but desire. I slowly walked over to where he was and stepped under the shower next to him, I let the warm shower droplets land carelessly on my back as he locked me in a tight embrace and planted a wet wanting kiss on my lips. I felt his arousal growing on my bare thighs and loved the feeling of it. “I had missed you Yvonne”, he whispered in my ear and ran his hands along my bare back. I loved the feeling and squirmed under his touch; I responded by combing my hand through his wet hair. I loved how close he felt to me. “I’ve missed you too”, I said and let my head rest on his shoulders. All of a sudden, both of us were enveloped with desire and he held me in a tighter grip before turning me around so that my back pressed hard on his chest. He directed his hand toward my nipple and caressed me slowly before sliding into me. I let out a soft moan as he gently slid in. The shower was still running and the water droplets fell, only to be interrupted by our intertwined bodies. I held on to his arm with a firm grip as he kept on thrusting deliciously into me. I let out a few more loud moans as he went on to fill me up with fire and desire. I loved how hard he kept pumping and thrusting into me. A tingling sensation slithered up from my curled toes, making its way up the inside edge of my dripping thighs and I knew where all this was heading. My body succumbed to the desires and I let out a louder moan as I reached my climax. He paused for a second or two and let me have my moment of glory before quickening his pace and exploding deep into me. “That was amazing”, Gavin let out before pulling out and spanking me on my naked behind slightly. “I know, I was there”, I answered. My smart response made him spank me a second time; I let out a playful smile and got under the shower to wash up. Feeling dirtier after sex was how I loved it. And I always needed a shower after Gavin. I could feel my stomach letting out a few growling hunger noises and he smiled up at me. “Food should be here soon”, he announced. “It had better be”, I answered. We both stepped out of the shower and I looked around the hotel room. I thought of how I would have matched the curtains to the furniture if it were my house and maybe for the first time longed for something more than the sneaking around in hotel rooms. We couldn’t use my house as a sex mansion because