She walked down the hotel hallway, admiring the charming features that made the complex seem welcoming.
This, however, was nothing compared to the welcome she felt by the hand that grasped hers. She looked up into his beautiful steely blue eyes and smiled dreamily. At last, they would finally be alone. To roam, to discover, to explore, to satisfy. At last they arrived at the room number that the friendly desk clerk had assigned to them. She smiled a sheepish smile, butterflies dancing in her stomach; the excitement was causing her goosebumps to splay across her skin and her nipples to harden.
He looked back at her, wrapping one arm around her to rest on the small of her back, and pulled her close for a small, sweet kiss.
"Are you ready?" he asked her.
"I've been ready for this for so long," came her reply.
"As have I."
He slid the key card into the slot, the light turned green, and the doorknob clicked to indicate that the door was ready to be opened. If only the couple knew what would await them on the other side. He picked up their small overnight bag and opened the door for the raven-haired beauty he had kissed only moments before.
She walked past him, softly tracing her fingertips over his arms and chest. Walking into the suite, she began to appreciate it's beauty. Behind her, he was appreciating her beauty. Her hair was softly curled, framing her creamy skin. Her eyes were lightly rimmed with eyeliner, her eyelashes enhanced with mascara so that her blue eyes seemed to glow. Her lips were stained with a soft berry color, parting softly in her inventory of the room. She was wearing a low cut white blouse, with a hint of lace peeping through over her cleavage. Her lovely legs were showcased by the frilly white skirt she had on, and the delicate pink slingback heels she wore. She turned from the view of the room to the view she desired most - him. As she turned, the sunlight from the picture windows threw her figure into stunning relief.
The same sunlight illuminated his handsome face. His long lashes brushed over his cheeks, his eyes dark with desire for her. He set the bag down near the door and made sure the 'Do Not Disturb' sign was on the doorknob. The world could collapse around them, and neither would care as long as they were in one another's arms. He walked across the room with a smile on his face, showing the dimples she loved. Once he reached her, he pulled her into his arms, resting his hands on her bottom. She ran her hands up his chest, up over his shoulders, and finally twined her fingers in his hair, softly massaging his scalp.
"Hi," he whispered.
"Hello yourself," she replied with a grin.
No more words were necessary as their instincts took over them. They looked into one another's eyes, and their lips met. The fireworks that they could only create together burst through their bodies, lighting up their senses and heightening the sensitivity of their skin. His hands pressed into her ass, pulling her towards him to grind her against his growing erection. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pushing her breasts into his chest. Their lips partook of one another hungrily, there was no sating their desire. Mouths opened, and their tongues danced together, hot and wet. Soft whimpers escaped their lips as their hands began to roam. As his hands squeezed her butt, she lifted her left leg to hitch her thigh around his hip, giving him access to her bare pussy. His right hand caressed her soft ass cheek, playfully slapping her skin. She grinned against his mouth.
He rubbed the pink skin, working his way around to her pussy. He could feel her warmth before he dipped his finger into her soaking lips. She moaned into his mouth, the soft vibrations exciting him further. He plunged a finger deep inside her, and began to wiggle it back and forth quickly. She had to break the kiss to cry out in pleasure, her head falling back. His other arm gripped her tighter; he knew she was having difficulty keeping her balance with all the pleasure he was giving her. Reluctantly, he withdrew his glistening finger. She lowered her leg, and he brought his hand to her mouth where she eagerly took his wet fingers in her mouth to suck every drop of her juices off his hand. He loved the sight and the sensation, but mostly he loved her unabashed enthusiasm. Her eyes looked into his with a wicked gleam; she planned to suck and fuck him dry tonight.
She stepped out of her heels and then wound herself back into his arms, kissing him feverishly. They slowly felt their way to the bedroom, never stopping their kissing. Once there, she broke the kiss again and pushed him down so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Don't move," she said, "and no touching unless I give you permission." He simply smiled and laughed.
She stood in front of him, just out of arm's reach. She began to run her fingers over her face, sucking gently on her fingers and running them over her lips. She began to run her hands all over her neck and chest, closing her eyes to concentrate on the sensations. Her hands slowly ran over her breasts, down her sides, around her hips, over her ass, back up her sides, and finally back up to linger on her breasts.
He was getting swollen watching the show she was putting on for him; his hand moved into his lap as he softly caressed his hard cock through his pants. She opened her eyes at last, and caught his gaze. A small smile played over her lips as she watched him start to fondle himself. It only turned her on even more.
