You walk straight through the hotel reception and head over to the elevators. Pushing the button you wait for it to arrive. You are wearing the tight blue jeans red hoodie that you know I like. Underneath is the black underwear from one of the pictures you sent me when we first started talking to each other.
The doors ping open and you step inside, pushing the button for floor 5. The doors trundle upwards and the elevator begins to rise. Your body is tingling in anticipation and nervousness. You know what's coming and you can feel yourself getting excited.
Finally the elevator comes to a halt. You step out and walk down the corridor. After what feels like an age you come to room 521. You slip your phone out of your back pocket and check that you've got the right room number even though you know you already have.
Taking a shaky breath you reach out a hand and tap on the door. A moment later you hear the door being unbolted. As we agreed you close your eyes. You can feel the fear from what you are about to do but at the same time you want it so badly. In front of you, you hear the door open fully. You desperately want to open your eyes but at the same time you know you mustn't.
A firm hand reaches out and takes hold of yours, guiding you forwards into the room. You hear the door close behind you. Then the bolt clicks across. The phone is gently taken from your hand and you hear it being placed on a desk a couple of meters away.
You can sense someone standing just in front of you. You feel a slight tug on your hair as the sleep mask is gently tugged down over your eyes. It heightens your nervousness, you can feel the butterflies in the pit of your stomach, but at the same time it is a relief. You don't have to force yourself to keep your eyes closed anymore, you don't have to do anything, in fact you know that any control you had at all has just been lost.
Fingertips brush lightly against your chin and trace your jaw. They your lips briefly, sending a rush through your body before they are quickly withdrawn. You can feel breath on your cheek as I move closer and you have to fight back a shiver.
Our lips meet for the first time, lightly at first, just tasting. The smell of my aftershave fills the air. My tongue darts out slightly, running across your top lip, causing you to open your mouth slightly. It moves forwards further pushing against your tongue. It feels too much for you, all you can think about is the burning that is growing hotter between your legs.
You start to reach out with your hand to pull me closer, but it has barely moved an inch before you feel my hand around your wrist. I don't pull hard but the grip is very strong. You feel your hand moved back to your side. You struggle not to let out a groan. You know we have agreed. It will not be that easy. You cannot just have what you want. I am going to tease you until you can take no more.
I release your wrist and my hand rises up your body, sliding around to the back of your neck underneath your hair. You are pulled closer but you force your arms to remain hung limp at your sides. My tongue delves deeper into your mouth, sliding further along yours.
The kiss is broken and I have you by the hand again, leading you deeper into the room. You are worried about walking into something but at the same time you know that its not your concern now. You are helpless. You are mine to do what ever I wish with.
Your hoodie comes off first. Unzipped it is dropped to the floor. Your t- shirt quickly follows it, pulled gently over your head, it too is dropped to the floor. You feel naked as you have never felt before, your skin exposed, begging to be touched.
Your jeans are next. You feel my fingers slip inside them, careful not to touch the area where you ache to be touched more than anywhere. Carefully they are undone, button by button by button. I raise each your legs and pull off both your shoes followed by your socks. Your jeans are then slid down your legs and you step out of them.
Naked apart from underwear you stand in the middle of the room. You can feel the damp patch in the crotch of your underwear. The strong warm hands wander back to you, grasping you by the shoulders and turning you around until you have your back to me. Your bra clasp comes free easily and a second later it is shrugged from your body. You can feel your nipples sticking out, swollen, erect... begging for attention.
You are turned back around to face me. My fingers hook into the waistline of your panties. They linger for an instant before they are tugged down and your sex is exposed. Bare save the one thin vertical line of hair. You hear me step back away from me and you know I am staring at you, drinking in every inch of your gorgeous body. You feel so bare, so exposed, so excited.
One more time I grasp your hand and lead you over to a bed. I sit you down on the edge. Then, finally you begin to get what you want. I reach out my hand and take one of your nipples between my fingers, rubbing it, pinching it, rolling it.