I thought about you this weekend...
I dreamt you asked me to meet you at our hotel. I walked there in my suit and confidently went to the elevator, riding up to the penthouse as you had instructed, my heels clicking on the marble floor as I walk quickly to meet you.
I knock three times and you pull me inside, kissing me hotly, eagerly... I'm excited knowing what's to come..
I feel your sweet wet tongue rubbing against mine, your warm wet shoulders against my hands and your hands firmly pulling me by my ass closer to your erection. You are just in a towel, straight from the shower, your skin warmed from the hot spray of the shower but hard as a rock.
We continue to kiss while I slip my hands down your chest, then down to your abs before I whip off your towel and run into the suite, challenging you to come get your towel.
The room is sunny and bright, while the white bed linens are unmade and smells like you. You growl playfully and charge at me, tackling me onto the bed with enough force that I can't struggle, but with enough care to brace the impact with your own body.... I laugh as you blow a raspberry on my neck before running your hands down my body over my clothes.