I couldn’t stay away.
The clock on my phone read 1:58 a.m. when I finally gave up pretending I was going to sleep. The hotel corridor was dead quiet, the thick carpet swallowing every footstep I made as I walked to Di’s room.
I’d texted her several times but it seemed she was asleep. And I was getting impatient about sticking my c**k inside her.
I’d lifted a master keycard from the housekeeping cart earlier an old habit from too many family trips where privacy was optional. The lock clicked open and I slipped inside, eased the door shut behind me, and let my eyes adjust to the dark.
She was asleep.
Moonlight slipped through the half-open curtains, painting silver stripes across the bed. Diana lay on her back in a pale silk nightie that had ridden up to her hips while she slept. One l
