The sun’s out on my holiday, but nothing has been hotter than remembering my last orgasm, last Wednesday’s climax, expertly delivered by my boyfriend’s tongue. It feels like ages ago, and I’m craving more.

This morning kicked off with some seriously naughty texts from my friend in Australia—he really knows his way with words. By the time my boyfriend stirred, I was so worked up that I couldn’t help but wake him up with his favorite morning pleasure—a deep, eager blow job.

Unfortunately, he came quickly and rolled over to catch more sleep, leaving me still burning with desire.

Throughout the day, I kept sneaking in messages with my Australian friend, each one keeping my thirst alive.

After a hopeful yet uneventful shower together, I slipped into a revealing dress for dinner, showing off more skin than usual. My boyfriend noticed and commented, “Your boobs look amazing in that dress,” which was a pleasant surprise.

The dinner was forgettable, but the drinks were enough to loosen us up a bit. However, the only thing my boyfriend wanted to do afterward was sleep. So, I ended up messaging my reliable friend from Australia to keep the night interesting. I teased myself to the edge but stopped just before the peak—keeping things exciting for another night.

Hungry for more, Rosie x