A few hours later and I'm back at my hotel, making my way up to his room. I tried to sit at the bar. I tried to be with my friends, dance, do all the things I was trying to do before he took me against the building. But I couldn't think of anything else. I was still so wet, and I couldn't stop picturing what he'd described. I called it early and Ubered back to the hotel. I told myself that if he wasn't there, I'd go back to my room, take a very cold shower and go to bed, go back to normal tomorrow. My deal with the universe.
I was strangely... nervous? I mean. He just ate me out with a finish that I'm sure woke the dead in the middle of the freaking city. Shit. The heat wave that hit me from the memory had that need boiling again. I needed to sit, I needed to run, to move, to catch my breath. I pried my fingers from my hands- seeing the marks my finger nails left. Damn it I hate feeling this out of control. Damn him. How the hell does he do this to me? I should just go to bed. The elevator dinged and I stepped off - left to my room, right to his. I looked down at the marks I'd left in my hands and turned right.
I had the key so I knew what door and decided to knock. When he didn't answer, I tentatively put the key in the lock, and stepped in. The room was dark, save for one of the side table lamps and the flicker of the tv. There was a light on in the bathroom, though the door was closed, I took a few steps in check if maybe he was sleeping and found the bed made and his bag open on it. Shit. Maybe he went out, there was supposed to be a manager thing tonight. Fuck I needed to leave. I turned around and raced past the bathroom to the door, I had it open and ready to step out and make the trip back to my room when I heard from behind me-
"Oh no you don't."
And he grabbed my waist and pulled me against him. "You weren't trying to leave so soon were you?" He nipped at my ear and his hands - oh his hands - they were everywhere - squeezing my breast's, twisting my nipples, pressing me against him. "You weren't going to leave when you do this to me" pressing his raging erection into my backside, and damn it all of just knowing that I did this to him had me dripping down my legs. Fuuuuck this was everything. I moaned as he moved my hair away from my neck and bit and kissed and licked, somehow my straps had come off my shoulders and he had a hand groping my tits and other other roughly riding up my thigh. My hands followed his- my entire body felt as if it was on fire wherever he touched. He trailed kisses and nibbles along my shoulders and neck and it was all I could do to breathe. He fisted a hand in my hair and turning my head, his lips crashed against mine, demanding, claiming.
A whimper escaped my throat, and he spun me around, backed me against the wall. He wore only some sleeping pants and smelled of soap and that same warm, sensual something. He gripped my chin, forcing my eyes back to his as he slowly twirled a finger down my chest and circled my nipple- never touching for more than a few seconds. My eyes had to be burning with the need he was building in me and I'm sure he knew it because when I arched toward his hand he pushed me back against the wall. "Such a needy thing you are" he whispered, leaning to my ear again "I warned you I'd take me time.." and he kissed my neck, my shoulder, my collar bone, down my chest until he reached the other nipple and he lightly flicked his tongue against it.
"Please" I breathed.
"Uh-uh." A kiss across my chest. "Not when there's so much more to taste.." he nipped at my other nipple and started trailing kisses down my stomach, taking my dress with him. I stood there, in my black lace thong, breathing heavily, with him kneeling in front of me looking at me like I'd be his last meal. He held my gaze as he moved my leg, similarly to how he moved it over his shoulder earlier, but he turned his head and started kissing and nipping up my thigh. The stubble on his face scraping, curling my toes with each precise, feather light contact he laid in my skin. Fuuuucckkk. He got closer and closer to my center and my absolutely soaked panties.
Oh please I thought. I arched against the wall, opening myself to him, he got so close, just close enough to breathe and cause me to writhe with frustration and need. He chuckled again as he started in my other thigh. "Patience baby.." he whispered, and he so softly kissed and tasted my leg. God damnit. It was such slow torture. I was absolutely throbbing with need, so wet, so ready, I could feel myself dripping down my leg.
"Mmmm just as delicious as before.." he lapped at the drips down my leg, he brought a hand to my center and lightly pressed on my clit, sending a wave of pleasure crashing through my entire body.
"Yes baby. Yes you're so wet for me."
He dipped a finger inside me and circled his thumb on my clit and I screamed- so freaking close to going over the edge. He slid my thong down my legs and as he stood up, letting his pants fall to the floor, he hooked my legs around his waist and plunged into me. I gasped at the fullness I felt, the sweet pleasure in being stretched to accommodate him. He held himself there and slowly brought himself out to the tip and thrust back in, again and again, eliciting a breathy groan from me each time. Fuuucck yesss. Oh god I needed this. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back, his teeth scraping against my neck. His hands moved to my ass and walked us over to the bed, never leaving me. He lay me down and started sucking on my nipples while moving in and out of me, I felt my pussy clench down around his cock and heard his groan as he slowed his pace to torture me again.
"Fuck baby. You're so deliciously tight" he breathed.
I met him thrust for thrust, encouraging him to take me faster, harder, I was so close- but he wouldn't. He kept it slow and steady, kissing and licking and biting whenever he'd come back harder. Fuck the pleasure, the heat, I could feel myself pulsing around his cock as my breathe stopped - and he started moving faster. I couldn't think - couldn't breathe - only feel as he thrust in once against and bit down on my nipple and I exploded. Wave after wave. And he rode me through it, finding his own release as his name echoed from my lips into the shadows.
