He kisses her awake and helps her out of the cab. They walk together around to the trunk and the driver hands the luggage to Charles, tipping the driver handsomely, he notices a wet stain on the cabby's uniform, carrying his bags he grins to himself. His penis stirs as his eyes take in Dana's form walking in front of him, he watches the way her skirt swings back and forth over her ass, making him want his hands all over her again. He thinks to himself, as he follows her into the hotel, wondering what kind of man could ignore this woman. He is glad she found him and he found her. He lets her walk ahead of him into their room, his mind fills with memories of their first encounter, he notices no connecting door this time. Noticing her things placed around the room he rests his bags by the dresser and turns her into his arms to kiss her. His tongue traces over her lips and strokes lightly over her tongue, releasing her he moves to the bed and reaches for the phone. He watches Dana move into the bathroom, allowing him privacy. He phones his wife to ease her mind that his plane had arrived on time and relays what time he should be at the airport late tomorrow evening. He hangs up while Dana sits beside him, waiting to know how is family is doing. He hears no signs of jealousy or maliciousness in her tone, so he relates how his children and wife are. She in turn shares with him the antics of her own small children and some minor details of her spouse. They touch base with each other and he hears her stomach growl seconds before his. "You know as hungry as I am for you, I'm also starving!" She laughs, the sound stirring his soul as she moves to open the blinds, waiting for him to learn the layout of the hotel.
Together they proceed to the hotel restaurant, he lets his hand guide her around others, as if he is shielding her from potential danger. He loves the protective feeling he gives her and longs to always protect her from harm. They arrive at the restaurant, sliding her into her chair he lets his fingers brush against the side of her breast, before taking his seat. He feels her foot slowly run along his, he winks at her, watching her raise her eyebrows and give him an innocent look. Staring back at her, he feels her foot slowly slide up his calf, over his knee, and up his inner thigh. He reaches his hand under the table and tickles her foot. She squeals and her foot drops to the floor just as the waitress approaches the table. Charles listens as his lover orders a bowl of soup and a salad, he orders the same, but includes a sandwich and a beer. He smiles across from her, watching her nose crinkle at the thought of tasting beer while she kisses him. He laughs loud as she tells him, "I'm saving my last drink of soda for you."
Dana sits, watching him eat and drink his beer. She is actually looking forward to kissing him, she wonders how long the kiss would last before the taste of beer was no longer evident. She lets her shoe slip off her foot, sliding it back up his calf, this time instead of tickling her he slowly massages her foot under the table. He eats his lunch one handed as he strokes her foot, she feels her toes curl in delight and a sigh passes through her lips. She lets it rest there, his fingers caressing her ankle as they both eat their lunch. They share the last few drinks of her soda, before holding hands and leaving the restaurant. Together they stroll through the hotel, learning the location of the pool and bar, then moving outside they walk along the flower garden, taking in the fragrant blooms and tropical trees.
Charles notices Dana has had a few shivers as the breeze picks up and cool air rushes into the area. He places his arm around her, warming her skin as his fingers stroke her shoulders, pressing a kiss to her neck he notices a hidden alcove surrounded by gaudy statues and large tropical plants. He presses his hands against her hips, while his mouth moves over hers, his tongue tracing her lips before he plunges it deep, tasting her soda, drinking her in. Swallowing her moans, he focuses on the alcove and whispers in her ear where to step as he leads her backwards, shrouding them both in the dense foliage of plants and marble. He glances around again, making sure there are no prying eyes watching them, his mouth returns to capture her lips with his.
Dana realizes he has found some privacy for them, relaxing into his kiss, she feels his tongue stroking hers. She deepens the kiss, cleansing the bitter taste of his beer from his mouth, barely noticing it any longer as her body begins to heat up. Wrapping her arms around him, her lips slide across his neck, tasting his skin as she rubs her body against him. Her nipples become taunt against her bra, leaving them aching and itching to be touched. Her moans deepen as his hands rest on her hips then slide up her back. Curling her fingers in his hair, she presses her breast deep against his chest, feeling the afternoon air hit her thighs, as he slowly gathers her skirt in his hand. She feels him pressing her back further into the alcove, her legs hitting a wicker chair, she bends to sit.
Charles watches her move her hands up his thighs, over his crotch, causing him to groan and press closer to her. He moves her hands from his body and sees the questioning look in her eyes disappear as he bends down on his knees in front of her. The moan of anticipation escapes her lips as he slides his hands to her ass, bringing her closer to the edge of the seat. He kisses her knees, slowly running his fingers up her inner thighs, rubbing, circling, stroking them. He hears her sounds of pleasure touch his heart as his fingers reach the leg holes of her panties, they curl around the hem and stroke the edging. His hand rubs against her thigh then back to the center of her womanhood, covered only by a thin piece of silk. His fingertips barely graze the soft hairs, skimming back to each hip, slowly he works her panties off, urging her ass to lift, as he slides them down her body. Taking first her left foot, then right, he moves the panties from her, pressing them to his face, he inhales her scent. He rubs the wet crotch between his fingers before telling her, "These are illegal when your with me." He tosses them over his shoulder, as her giggle escapes from between her lips.
His mind is in awe of this woman, so full of life and only able to show a small part of her sexuality with her spouse, yet he gets it all. He is treated to her humor, kindness, sexual desires, he knows her wants, dreams and knows he would never take her for granted. Her shiver from the cool breeze brings him back to her body, pressing his lips to the white flesh of her inner thigh, he sucks gently, nibbling his way up her leg. His finger moves up the other, circling it, stroking it, as he slowly presses her thighs open, his head moves her skirt, he sees her hands gathering it further up her hips.
Dana lets her head rest on the back of the chair, moaning his name, feeling the silkiness of her skirt as it caressing her hips. His tongue licks her skin, soft bites call to her body making it want more of his touches. Her eyes close, her mouth opens to get more breath for her starving lungs. She feels his mouth resting for a moment just beside the edge of her pussy, he is concentrating, focusing on making his mark of ownership high on her body. She quivers sliding a finger over her clit, as he sucks her sensitive flesh, her finger presses against her swollen nub. She gasps as he bites and assaults her skin, making sure she knows who owns her. Her finger runs over her mound, feeling the soft hairs, presses her palm against them. She pets her pussy, stroking it like a kitten, wanting her own body to purr in delight, she dips a finger inside the folds and coaxes some of her slick moisture out of its cell. She jerks up as her lover's mouth releases her skin to move to her finger, his tongue circling it, devouring the hot juice that covers it. She presses her hips further off the seat, as his tongue and mouth tease the opposite thigh, repeating the process again, leaving his brand twice on her body. She dips her finger in again, her hot pussy rocks against it, while he licks and sucks her thigh. Her ears pick up the sound of his growl as once again sucks her finger clean, taking her hand, he laces her fingers with his, before he groans out to her, "Dana, I'm feeling very greedy today."
Charles plunges his tongue into her wet cunt, fucking her deep hole, sliding in and out while his hand squeezes hers. Moving his tongue from her dark tunnel he runs it up and down your wet lips, lapping at all the juice covering them. His tongue moves over her bush as he licks it also, tasting her nectar, cleansing her thatch. He moves his hand from hers, placing it on her breast, as he moves his to her swollen lips and spreads them open for his probing muscle. His tongue stiffens, entering her hole, stroking the walls, eating his way through her. He loves to have her like this, thrashing, thrusting under his mouth, tasting her sweetness, blowing hot breath into her pussy. His cock is rock hard as his tongue continues to lap at this unique gift opening wide for him, moving his other hand to her, he watches his finger slide into her cunt. He pushes his finger deep, caressing her walls, pushing against them, stroking them, his tongue joins his finger, urging her to give over her precious treasure. Her cum hits his mouth and finger, soaking his face as he lick it, savors it, wanting it to cover, his tongue, lips, chin. He buries his face deep into her and sucks her cum from her body, lapping it up with full long strokes. He presses kisses along her thatch, feeling her body relax as his fingers slowly massage her thighs again.
