The One Who Got Away...

The hum of the tires on the road, combined with the soft breeze and warm sunshine, lulled me to sleep as he drove towards our weekend escape. I could hear gentle strands of music coming from the radio speakers, and his attempt of singing along from time to time. As I succumbed to the exhaustion that overtook me, I felt him drape his jacket over me and brush the stray hairs off my face. Next thing I knew, I could feel myself being lifted out of the car, and cradled against his chest. He carried me in his arms to the elevator, and gently kissed my forehead as the car rose towards our room.

"Wake up love. We're here." I stirred slightly as my eyes fluttered open to see his handsome face. "I didn't want to wake you because you looked so peaceful, but I didn't want you to wake up in a strange place alone. You okay to stand?" I nodded. He slowly lowered my legs down, as I wrapped an arm around his neck. He kept me close to his side, his arm protectively around me. "We'll get you tucked comfortably inside the room, then I'll go move the car." he murmured to me. I nodded as I slowly began to become more aware of our surroundings. I only realized there was a porter in the car with us and our bags when he began to speak.

"Sir," he said, turning towards us. "I would be happy to take your keys and move your car so you don't have to leave the missus alone." He smiled warmly at us both. "I wouldn't want to be away from something so lovely myself if I didn't have to." He winked.

"Thank you so much," he leaned in to read his name tag "Travis. I would greatly appreciate it. I really don't want to be apart from her right now." he squeezed me gently and kissed my temple. He then handed his keys to the porter, as well as a $50 bill. "Can you just leave the keys at the front desk for me? We won't want to be disturbed for a bit."

"Of course sir! Not a problem at all." The lift stopped and the doors opened. Travis led us down the hall to the door of our room. He opened it, took the bags in, set them down, and then stood holding the door open for us. "Is there anything else I can do for you Mr. and Mrs. Jones?" Travis asked as we walked in. I gave him a quizzical look.

"No Travis," he said, "Just the car please, and thank you." Travis exited and the door closed with a snick behind him. "Mr. and Mrs. Jones??" I asked comically

"Yes! I had to think of something. I felt tawdry saying I had my lover with me. So I said you were my wife. And you KNOW I'm not creative when it comes to names. Besides, it seemed to fit us more..." I snaked my arms up around his neck. His hands slid around my waist. We started swaying to some invisible tune.

"Your wife. You hate your wife!" I giggled.

"Well.... maybe if YOU were my wife, I wouldn't hate her so much." He kissed me lightly. "You ever thought of that?" "I'm still getting used to being your lover....one step at a time please." I jabbed.

"As you wish" he scooped me up and unceremoniously plopped me on the bed. He came down over me on the bed, peppering my lips and neck with kisses. "How about we try this 'lover' thing again, huh?" He stripped his shirt off of my shoulders. I reached for the hem of his polo, pulling it over his head in between kisses and tossing it on the floor. We were a flurry of hands and kisses as we stripped each other of our remaining clothes. Once naked, he sat back,

drinking in my naked form in front of him. I tried to cover as much of my body as possible as I imbibed in his magnificent form in front of me. He gently moved my hands so he could get a better look. "Please don't cover yourself love. I will never get tire of seeing you like this in front of me; All hot and bothered and dripping wet, just for me." He opened my legs so he could get a better look at my dripping pussy. "I am still absolutely amazed by how responsive your body is. You're already dripping wet, and I've barely touched you. You make me feel like such a stud!" I giggled as I sat up under his perusal.

"You're pretty impressive yourself, sir. Your soldier never fails to be at attention and ready for battle." I ran my fingertips down his enlarged shaft and kissed him deeply while guiding him to his back. I swung my leg over his stomach to straddle him. I sat back so that my weeping cunt was also straddling his already rock hard cock. We both groaned in pleasure as I slowly started to rock my hips back and forth, my wetness smearing over his cock. "My body is only responding to you. Your kisses, your touch...you make my body sing. How could I NOT be turned on

by your attention?" I slid myself back, as he pulsed upwards and found the edge of my hole. I rose up to catch the tip

and then lowered myself to his root, pausing there to give us both a chance to adjust.

"My. GOD. Every time I think 'She is absolutely incredible. This can't get any better.' You up the ante." I rocked forward slowly, grinding my pelvic bone into his. The delicious friction caused him to throb inside me triggering my pussy to squeeze his cock.. "What the hell are you doing to me, you little minx? I can't seem to get enough of

you." I lifted up, drawing his cock out to the tip and held it there for a moment until I sunk back down on his throbbing member and rocked backwards. Sparks lit up behind my eyes and I cried out as his mushroom tip rammed my cervix filling me completely.

"GOD. How are you doing this to me?... Oh my god....you're too good. Please... oh please....yes"he begged. I start by riding his cock slowly. His hands gripped my hips to help guide my movements. I threw my head back in utter unrestraint as I savored every inch and movement of his cock inside me. I felt his thumb find my clit and start rubbing and applying pressure as I ride him. I pick up my movements, until I'm riding him with crazy abandon. I pull and tug at my nipples while kneading my breasts, further causing my aching hole to clench around his thick shaft. I can feel myself pushing him into the mattress with each bounce down and him pushing back with his hips, causing me to bounce up on his shaft. We climb higher, and higher together reaching for that glorious orgasm. At the top, I careen over with animalistic groans as my body starts to quiver all over. Unable to hold myself erect any longer, I collapsed on top of him, whimpering from the strength of the wave that ripped through me. He swaddles me in his arms as he covers my face and shoulders with sweet kisses. He gingerly rolled us over, so he was now on top, keeping himself sheathed within me.

"Shhh.... shhh.... it's alright love. You'll be okay." he soothes in between kisses. "That was quite a show. You'll be okay.. Shhhhhh....." I struggle to catch my breath and open my eyes. He's looking at me shocked. I giggle with embarrassment.

"Oops."

"Oops? That was...what was that? I have never seen a woman so fuck with such wanton abandon. It was truly the hottest and absolute sexiest thing I think I have ever seen. It was absolutely incredible to watch. It's only made me want you even more." He started to languidly move between my legs, setting off more tremors all over my body. "Let me show you..." As he glided in and out of my quivering pussy, he kissed down my neck to my breasts and latched on to my turgid nipple, causing me to mewl and arch into his lips involuntarily. "Oh! You like that huh?" as he sucked and nibbled on the engorged nub. Each nip sends bolts of need straight to my abdomen, combining with the other muscles there to form a tight knot. He switched breasts and the knot coils tighter and tighter, causing my legs to tense up. This makes the space for his shaft smaller and tighter as he swells. He thrusts faster, harder and deeper as he races towards completion.

"Holy Fuck! Oh my god! I'm going to cum love, I'm going to cum. Please cum with me. Take me deep and cum with me." I feel the warmth bathe my body, as the knot released and my orgasm took over. With one last thrust he buried his root deep inside me, his tip once again tapping my cervix as he grinds his pelvis against mine. I feel the gobs of his cum splashing all around my womb. I had never felt so loved or cared for as I did at that moment. I clung to him as he emptied himself and collapsed on me. I never wanted to let him go. As we both catch our breath and come back to earth, I slide off to his side, so that he can rest all of his body weight on the mattress and rest my head on his shoulder. He reaches over and grabs my hand, kisses the palm and lays it on top of his heart, his hand over mine.

"Thank you for that, my love. I have never experienced anything like that. I was like you gave yourself totally to me. I could feel your love in every move, touch. It was so beautiful and pure, like you." He kissed my forehead, and drew me closer. "I love you. So much. I don't know how to begin to repay you for the amazing gift you just gave me." "Don't let me go."I whispered.

"I have no intention of letting you out of my grasp, let alone my sight, for the foreseeable future." He taps the tip of my nose, and I smile sleepily. "Let's go take a shower, and find something to eat. I'm not letting you skip meals while you're with me." We disengaged ourselves from each other, and headed for the bathroom. The shower was HUGE and we were able to comfortably shower together. We got out and dried off. I threw on my bra, underwear and jeans. As he putzed around in the bathroom. I rustled through my bag for my big comfortable hoodie, and then sat down and braided my hair back away from my face. As I reached for my makeup bag, he came out of the bathroom with his jeans on and stopped me.

"Please don't. I like you au natural."

"Can I at LEAST put some moisturizer on my face so it doesn't dry out?"

"Yes, that will be fine, but no make up." He reached for a hoodie in his bag as I watched. "What?" he asked as he shrugged it on.

"I didn't know you owned a sweatshirt, let alone a hoodie." He came behind me and wrapped his arms around me kissing my neck.

"I was recently inspired to purchase one. You always look so cute and cozy when you're curled up in one, I thought I'd give it a shot." I turned to look up at him.

"It looks good on you." I finished putting on my moisturizer, and snuck on a little eyeliner and mascara. I felt naked without them on. I slid into my sneakers as I grabbed my purse. "Where to?" He stopped what he was doing and put his phone in his pocket.

"I thought that maybe we could wander around and find something."

"Sounds good to me." We headed out the door towards the elevator. As we waited for the lift to arrive, he grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers almost absent mindedly. No games, no ulterior motives, just wanting to be close.

When we got to the lobby, he kissed our fingers, and walked over to the front desk to get his keys. While there, he asked which direction would be best for food. The clerk said that if we went out the front, turned right and walked a couple of blocks, there was a fairly decent shawarma place on the right hand side. He thanked them, and we headed

outside. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we walked. I brought my hand up to intertwine our fingers. I didn't want to lose our connection, and he kept his word to not let me out of his grasp. We found the neighborhood joint, and went in. We were greeted warmly by the host, who sat us quickly. As we perused the menu, he grasped my hand and started running his thumb over the back of my knuckles. Once we had ordered, he reached across for my other hand to hold them both.

"I am so glad you're here with me." he started "With the way things ended last night, I never dreamed that we would end up this way. You have surprised me more than I ever thought possible. I never realized how strong and resilient you really are. I always knew you were special, I didn't realize you were this remarkable." I blushed at the complement. I was never good at taking praise.

"I never realized that loving someone could be this easy. That love could freely flow both ways. I was always made to believe that loving someone meant putting yourself out there time and again just to get your heart broken piece by piece until you couldn't hold the pieces together anymore. But being with you isn't like that at all. It's simple. I just have to love you. I don't have to worry about what I'm going to say- if it will upset you, and how you will retaliate if it does. Furthermore, and the part that totally boggles my mind, you WANT to be with me. I don't have to beg to get your attention. You want me close. You don't mind if I hold your hand, or put my head on your shoulders, or even kiss you. I'm SO not used to that."

He kissed me gently. "You love so completely, I can't imagine what it's been like for you. Loving people who really don't care about you at all. You deserve all the love that you give out, and a thousand times more." Before I could respond, our food was delivered. We both dove in hungerly. It was delicious. The warm spices soothing my soul and belly. After we had our fill, we paid our bill and just started to wander the city together, arm-in-arm.

Twilight had fallen, and the lights had started to come on, but you could still see the last remnants of daylight dazzling the horizon. It was a magical time, and we strolled in comfortable silence. Stopping now and then to point something out to one another, to snap a picture, or just for a soft kiss.

The crisp Autumn air reddened our noses and cheeks, but did nothing to cool our desire to be with each other. At one point, we stumbled across this little garden with a fountain and bench in it. We sat on the bench, my legs draped over his, my head resting on his shoulders and his arm wrapped around me and across my knees, just enjoying our surroundings and being close. From time-to-time, he would kiss the top of my head, or rub his hands up and down my arms soothingly. It was the most intimate and romantic time I had ever had with someone. I wanted to freeze time. I closed my eyes to sear the memory into my mind. He noticed my eyes closed, and took advantage to steal a long, slow, kiss sliding his hand to cup my cheek. As our eyes fluttered open, he put his forehead to mine and whispered "I love you." I kissed the tip of his nose. "I love you."

After a time, the cold got to be too much and we headed back to the hotel, still hand-in-hand. He had kept his promise, to not let me out of his grasp. When the elevator stopped on our floor, we meandered down the hall to our room, and opened the door. We found a bottle of chilled champagne, a tray of fruit and chocolate, and a single red rose on the bed. I angled my face to his.

"Awww.... thank you. What a sweet thought."I kissed his cheek.

"Umm..thank you, but I didn't do this." he chuckled at the alarm on my face. I had failed to see the little card between the champagne and food. He reached over and picked it up as he read it.

"'Enjoy your night. Travis'. Seems we have an admirer."

"Well, you DID tip him well earlier" I joked as he moved the items off the bed and put them with the champagne flutes, that also had been left, on the desk.

"Shall we? Or shall we wait?" I turned to face him with my arms around his waist.

"Mmmm.... can we wait? I just want to change, snuggle up with you and watch some TV, if that's ok." He nipped at my lips as he put his hand on my hips and we started to sway.

"That sounds like a perfect plan. What do you want to watch?"

"I honestly don't care." I rose on my tiptoes and kissed him before I pulled back and went into my bag. I gathered my tank top, sleep shorts, and toothbrush before heading for the bathroom. I changed, folded my clothes, washed my face and brushed my teeth. By the time I was done, he had closed the curtains, and was propped up in bed under the covers. He looked so handsome with his glasses on and no shirt waiting for me. I paused for a moment to absorb the view. At that moment he noticed me there, his face lighting up with a grin, and softening all at once. He flung the covers back and rested his arm on the headboard in invitation. I crawled in and tucked myself into his side, resting my head on his bare chest as he covered me gently and rested his arm on my back. He leaned over and put his cheek on top of my head as I sighed contentedly.

"Looks like a '

Harry Potter

' marathon is on. Is that ok? We can always change it." I closed my eyes and inhaled his masculine scent. I could already feel my body melting into his, absorbing his warmth and strength. "That's fine..."I mumbled as my eyelids grew heavy. I felt him scooch down, so that I was more in the crook of his shoulder and tuck his arm in behind me drawing me closer. He softly stroked the side of my face, as though he was tucking stray hairs behind my ear.

"Sleep, my love. Sweet dreams." I heard him say as I drifted off to sleep.

"I love you." I returned.

Hours later, I awoke spooned against him, his arm was draped over my mid-section, cupping my breast through my shirt. The moonlight gently played between the curtains, lighting the room just enough to make things visible. He had removed his glasses and turned off the TV at some point, so the only sounds were the heater kicking on and off, and him snoring softly but rhythmically. I shifted slightly to get more comfortable, and his arm tensed around me instinctively. I rubbed my hand over his forearm, reassuring him that I wasn't going anywhere, and he relaxed. His hard dick was pressed gently on my lower back, tempting me. I wiggled my ass teasingly, eliciting a soft moan from him. He then adjusted himself, so he was partially draped over my back, still holding my torso, his leg tangled with mine and the sheets. He snorted softly as he kissed me behind my ear and lightly squeezed my breast as his breathing once again evened out. The warmth and weight of his body on mine, paired with his rhythmic breathing, lulled me back to sleep quickly.

Hours more had passed when I awoke again, this time to find myself asleep on his chest while he was on his back. His one arm once again tucked behind my back, while the other held mine on his chest. Daylight had come and the gray rays streaked through the cracks in the drawn curtains, lighting the room. I could see his morning wood clearly outlined under the covers, making my mouth water. I gently disengaged my hand from his on his chest and snaked it down towards my goal. Once I had reached it, I popped the shaft out of the hole in the front of his boxers and began to lightly play with it. I ran my fingertips up and down lightly, as it bobbed in appreciation of my ministrations. I squeezed the tip gently, causing him to moan and squirm for a brief moment. I raked my nails lightly up his stomach and around his nipples before I moved my hand down again, sweeping away the blankets to uncover my prize..

His member sprang from the covers just below my lips, and I snaked my tongue out to lick the drop of pre-cum that had formed at the tip. The delectable salty taste had me engulfing the mushroom tip, sucking slightly to draw up some more. This caused him to arch his back, forcing more of his shaft into my mouth. I used this to open my throat and take it all the way to the root. I hummed in appreciation, and swallowed slightly to massage the tip. This woke him quickly with a gasp and his hand on the back of my head as he arched his back. I looked up at him, his eyes heavy lidded due to just waking up, and slowly rose off his shaft slurping as I reached the tip.

"Mmmm.....what a wake up call!" he said groggily as he used the hand on my head to guide me up to his lips. I slid up his body, my nipples blazing a trail up to meet his hungry kiss.

"Well, it was there and wanted to play.....so I obliged." I said coyly.