Taking a deep breath, the girl began to climb the steps to the second floor of the hotel. She'd been waiting months for this day to come, yet now she was shaking with apprehension. With quick steps, her five foot, four-inch body rapidly ascended the stairs. She walked along the balcony, the breeze whipping her short brown hair about her face. Her upturned slate blue eyes scanned the doors for number two fourteen. Stopping in front of the door, she took one last look in her compact mirror, and then rapped soundly on the door.
Within seconds, she heard the lock turning, and as the door opened, she caught sight of his beautiful body. Her eyes tilted up to his, and before she could stop herself, she wrapped her slim arms around his broad chest. He pulled her tight to his body, and she nuzzled her face into his chest, breathing deeply of his sweet, masculine scent. She would have swarm he must have felt her heart pounding beneath her small breasts. Pulling her back into the room, he closed the door behind her. Finally letting her go, he held her out at arm's length, his eyes surveying the body he'd wished to touch for so long.
His lovely brown eyes dropped from her cupids bow lips, to her delicate jawline and chin, down the tender flesh of her throat. His steady gaze looked to her small breasts, rising and falling sensuously with each breath she took, down past her slender waist, past the soft curve of her hip and thigh, and finally down her long legs, sheathed and low waisted black pants that clung to her every curve. He raised his eyes back to her face and pulled her back to him, closing his mouth over hers. Having talked for months, no conversation was needed.
Pressed against his body, she felt the taut muscles of his back beneath her hands and his rigid length against her slightly rounded tummy. As his hands roamed lower, caressing her ass, she felt a liquid heat beginning between her thigh. His hands left her ass and began to unbutton her shirt, his mouth staying on hers. She began pulling up on his tee shirt, and after dropped her blouse to the floor, he pulled his shirt off and let it drop as well. Raising her hands from his waist, she lightly dragged her fingers across the planes of his chest. She pressed her warm mouth to his smooth skin, and savored the slightly salty taste. He began to fumble the closure of her bra open, and he was finally able to pull the garment away from her pale skin.