Thirsty Ch 03

She stepped into the sleeping area of the hotel room and stopped dead in her tracks. On the bed, boxes were stacked in the center. Even though she was distracted earlier, she knew those boxes hadn't been there when they entered into the bathroom. She quickly wrapped and secured her towel around her body, and turned to look at him as he entered the room behind her.

He smiled as he noticed the look of amazement in her eyes. He chuckled as her eyes darted back to the boxes then back to him. She looked like a child on Christmas morn, eager to dig into the boxes. He whisked her towel from her, and took in her shapely form before him. He felt the now familiar stirring in his loins as he watched a flush spread through her body. He smiled down at her, proud that she made no move to cover herself, proud that the look in her eyes went from excited to passion with just that single movement.

"Pet, the boxes are not going to open themselves. Please go sit on the bed and enjoy." He said and swatted her behind playfully.

"But...how...all of this...when...why?" She uttered.

"I have my ways pet, yes all of this, earlier, and because I wanted to." He replied causally.

She moved over to the bed excitedly. She knew it had to be something for her to wear tonight, otherwise why would he have her open them now. She took the first small box and placed in her lap. She pulled on the bow, and judged from the size of the box, that it must be a pair of shoes. She lifted the cover to reveal a pair of white pumps, and smiled. Long ago they'd "shopped" online for the perfect ensemble to go out to dinner, but never did she expect him to remember. She paused for a moment, and remembered the exact conversation. A chill ran up her spine as she recalled the night he described for her. She wondered if he made it happen, or will make it happen. She took the shoes from the tissue paper and slid each one on her foot. They fit perfectly.

He smiled from in front of the closet, as he zipped up his trousers. He was aware that she'd forgotten she was nude as she took a few steps across the room, obviously gauging the fit. He enjoyed how her ass moved in the heels, took in the curve of her shapely legs, the swell of her buttocks. His attention went back to the closet for a brief moment to pull out his white dress shirt. She moved back to the bed and on to the next box. He watched with interest as she pulled the tail of the bow, her fingers light, her movements on the box almost a caress. He groaned inwardly as he thought of those fingers on his skin. He pushed those thoughts aside, for if he didn't it would surely mean room service, and he wasn't going to have any of that tonight. Tomorrow maybe...not tonight.

As he buttoned his shirt, he silently observed her while she opened the box. He saw her eyes widen in excitement as she lifted the delicate undergarments from within. He noticed her hands shook a bit as she held up the lacey bra. He saw her face light up as she inconspicuously checked the label, only to find that it was indeed the correct size. She slid the straps over her arms and deftly hooked the tiny closures. He smirked and wondered if she realized how quickly he would be unhooking them once they arrived. He assumed she would have some inkling as she recognized each of the boxes' contents as those they chose months ago while hypothetically shopping online.

She adjusted her breasts into the tiny cups of the bra. She'd never owned a "shelf" bra before, and loved the way it enhanced her bust line. She looked down to see her nipples just barely visible above the top. It was then that she looked up to see him mostly dressed and watching her. She smiled and felt the now familiar flush quickly spread throughout her body, and had the first conscious thought that she was nearly naked. Her eyes quickly darted to the clock at the side of the bed, and she looked back at him. She knew she didn't need to ask, he already knew, just as he always knew her thoughts before she did.

"We still have some time pet." He reassured her. "Not much, but some."

"Ok Sir thank you." She breathed a sigh of relief, and continued about her task.

She pulled out a lacey garter belt and quickly stepped into it, and laughed as the hook tickled the front of her thighs. Next she was surprised to find a matching g string. He knew she never wore panties, nor did he want her too. She looked up at him with it hooked on one finger, and arched an eyebrow and was met with a slight nod. Gingerly she stepped into that and adjusted it under the garter. She sighed knowing how much of a pain in the ass it would be later when she had to remove it- and she was sure he'd tell her to remove it. She pulled out the silky white stockings and removed the shoes so she could put them on. She felt his eyes boring down on her as she slowly moved the fabric up her leg. She decided at that moment to tantalize him with her slow movements. She carefully pulled the stocking up over her knee, careful not to snag it with her nail. Slowly and deliberately, she smoothed the material over her leg and repeated the process with the other one and stepped back into the heels. She felt him move up behind her as she leaned over the bed. His hands caressed the backs of her thighs, and moved up and over her ass. She pressed back into him when his hands spanned her waist, and he ground his hips against her.

She trembled as he gave her ass a swift slap, and closed her eyes as the sting quickly spread through her. She felt his cock swell against the crack of her ass, and pressed back harder, gently gyrating against him. She was rewarded with a tug of her hair and another resounding smack on her butt. She braced her hands on the bed as he leaned into her and pushed her head down to the bed. She heard his zipper and then the silken head of his cock at her entrance. She felt the g string move to the side as he slid between her folds slowly before he moved back to her entrance and slowly eased himself inside her until his hips pressed against her ass.

He wasn't intending to take her again before they left for dinner, but the sight of her in the lacey ensemble made his cock rage. His head fell back as he arched his hips into her, and pushed himself in as far as he could go. It still wasn't far enough, he wanted to disappear inside her, feel her heat from the inside until he could take no more. Slowly he pumped her, and heard her soft mewls of delight. Together they enjoyed the nice easy rhythm of their movements. He groaned as she pushed herself back against him and ground her ass to his pelvis. My God, he thought, this woman will be the death of me. His hand left her hip and slid around her to fondle her clit, as he ground back into her. He watched her body undulate and her fingers scratch at the bedspread.

"Play with your clit for me pet." He said huskily.

Her hand slid down her stomach, where she met his fingertips with hers. He didn't pull his fingers away, and instead covered hers, so she moved them in the small circles and felt him match her movements. She'd brought herself to orgasm like this countless times before, both for him on cam, and by herself. Never before had they done this together, his hand covering hers as he emulated the gentleness of her touch. He continued the long easy strokes with his cock, slowly but assuredly bringing them closer to climax.

She whimpered as his fingers moved from hers to grab hold of her hip, he gripped her tight as he stroked her faster. She could feel him throb inside her, and it amazed her that they were joined together again. She rubbed her clit harder and felt the immediate tightening of her core as she found her magic spot. Her mind wandered off into bliss as the rubbing and stroking consumed her. He began to thrust into her harder, and she matched her own strokes to his. She felt his fingers dig into her flesh, and it sent her tumbling over the brink. Her fingers rubbed furiously as if to never let her float back down. She screamed out as she arched back off the bed, closing down tighter against his pulsing cock. Somewhere in her mind she heard him grunt and then growl as he erupted with her. She felt his warmth fill her, giving her what she craved most—him.

He pushed hard into her as he filled her again with his seed. This time, though she would have her wish. He slowed his strokes as he gave her the last of his cum, and held himself in her.

"Reach for the small box over there pet, the small square one off to the side." He suggested.

She reached for the tiny box, and felt him move with her as he did. She pulled the box in reach and quickly undid the bow as she rested on her elbows. She lifted the cover and pulled the paper aside. She gasped when she saw what was inside the box. Eagerly she pulled out a vibe. However as she pulled out the vibe, she noticed it had straps and a clever stimulator for the clit.

He reached over and took it from her grasp, careful not to pull out.

"Lift your leg pet." He requested, and slipped the strap over her ankle. "Now the other. Good."

He pulled himself free from her warmth and quickly slid the toy up her thighs. He slowly inserted the slender vibe until it disappeared. He placed the butterfly over her clit and adjusted the straps for a tight fit. He moved the g string back into place and caressed her ass cheeks. He kneaded and grabbed each one, and pulled them wide revealing her rosebud to him once more. He wondered how she would react to a knotted rope harness pressed against her sensitive parts, and groaned at the thought. He brought his hand swiftly down and watched the print of his palm materialize on her white skin. He noticed her struggle not to move, and paused for a moment and wondered how long she would be able to remain still later. He snickered at the thought. How he'd loved watching her body move and writhe as she pleasured herself for him; her slow instinctive arches, the tilt of her hips, the rub of her thighs. He watched her for hours- learned her every movement, caused her every blush. He knew just how she reacted to his every word, his every suggestion, the change in his tone. Yes he knew all about his little one.

"This was unexpected pet, now we must hurry." He said as he pulled her upright. "Tonight however, we will dine with my seed still inside you." He patted her arse, readjusted himself back into his clothing, and finished with his own attire.

He watched her reach for the last box, and tear open the bow. She gasped again when she pulled the sleeveless white dress from the box. She held it up in front of her, and brushed the fabric with her hand. She laid the dress down on the bed and scampered into the bathroom to do her makeup and hair. She returned to the room a short time later to find him completely dressed and fixing his tie. She laughed as he gave her a whistle, and she twirled playfully for him- still only clad in her new lingerie. She retrieved the dress from the bed and stood in front of the full length mirror on the closet door.

She caught his reflection in the mirror as she untied it and slipped it over her shoulders and wrapped it about her body. She watched him as he adjusted his tie, his eyes raking over her as she tied the dress and turned to him. She smoothed the fabric over her hips and smiled up at him. She looked and felt more beautiful than she had in years. Her face lit up as she watched the appreciative smile creep across his face. She turned a full circle for him, and caught her reflection in the mirror. He stepped up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She crossed hers over his, and leaned back into his chest. Together they stood, not a word was heard, but volumes were spoken. She turned in his arms and leaned up to kiss him softly on the lips, gently wiping her lipstick from them.

"Thank you so much Sir. This was too much, but I love it." She whispered.

He squeezed her tight, and then stepped back. He pulled a small box from his trouser pocket.

"Something's missing pet." He said simply, and handed her the slender box.

Her hands shook as she took it from him. Given the size and shape of the box she knew it had to be jewelry. Slowly she flipped it open and saw a dazzling strand of pearls, accompanied by delicate teardrop earrings. Her eyes filled with tears, as she handed the box back to him. She donned the earrings and then turned and lifted her hair from her neck so he could fasten the necklace. A shiver ran through her as the cold pearls fell across her heated skin. She stepped back in front of the mirror, her fingertips brushing against the smooth beads.

"Oh Sir, they are so beautiful! I can't thank you enough for your generosity. For everything!" She exclaimed.

"You look beautiful pet. Although, I can think of another pearl necklace that would look better on you." He joked, and was rewarded with an instant blush. "Come darling, we'd better be going, or we'll miss our reservation."

He placed his hand on the small of her back, and she noticed him fumbling with one of the boxes on the bed as they passed by. She dismissed the thought, and let him usher her out the door and into the hallway. They rode the elevator pressed close together. She looked (at) their blurred reflection, in the steel doors of the car, and couldn't help but notice the attractive couple they made. He looked more handsome than ever in his black suit. She smiled as she remembered when he told her that he would wear a suit for her. She never imagined that he could look more handsome than tonight.

The car stopped and again he pressed his hand against the small of her back. His touch soft and light, but the intent strong and confident. Her heels clacked on the ceramic tile of the lobby. She turned to say hello to the desk clerk and stopped dead in her tracks as her nether regions began to vibrate. She immediately leaned back against him as her legs trembled. Just as soon as the vibrating started, it stopped. She turned and he smiled down at her. She noted that it was an evil grin at that. Her mouth fell open when she realized what he'd grabbed off the bed- the remote for her new toy. In all the activity, she'd never dug deep enough in the box to uncover the controller. How she'd missed it baffled her, she knew it didn't turn on by itself. She heard him laugh as she turned crimson red, another dawning of the fact that he was going to tease her with it all night. The thought both excited and frightened her at the same time. She couldn't fathom having an orgasm in public. Although, she knew she wouldn't have to fathom it for long. After tonight, it would be a memory, not something to wonder "what if" about.

He led her out the automatic doors, and pressed the remote again, and smiled as he watched her step falter a bit. He kept the setting on low as she adjusted to the slight hum. The limo pulled up just as they exited the hotel. The driver got out to open their door. He couldn't help but notice his appreciative glance at his pet, and the knowing look the driver gave him.

He helped his pet into the car and pulled her close as they settled in. The driver already had his instructions, so he adjusted the music to some soft blues as the car pulled away. The privacy screen was closed, and the champagne was already poured and waiting for them. He reached forward and drew her flute from the holder. They still had a good half hour to get to their destination, and he had every intention of making good use of that time by teasing her. He thought for a moment as she sipped her champagne, maybe he'd even give her an orgasm or two before dinner.

She snuggled in close to him, her eyes closed as the champagne tickled her lips and the hum tickled her clit. His arm closed around her shoulders and his fingers brushed against her arm. He kissed the top of her head and asked her if she was happy. She pulled away and leaned up to kiss his smiling lips and whispered her confirmation of happiness against his lips.

He slipped his hand inside the v of her neckline and cupped her breast. He felt her press into his hand and he squeezed her tit hard. She groaned into his lips and arched further against him. He reached between the lacy bra and rolled her nipple in his fingers and elicited a soft moan from her lips.

He pulled his arm from around her, and told her to lean against the other side of the seat and face him. He watched as she repositioned herself and noticed the ladylike stance- her hands in her lap ankles crossed. He knew the beast that lie beneath the surface, the temptress that she didn't even know she was. He turned and leaned against the other side to face her. His cock swelled just at the sight of his pet looking at him shyly. He knew she wondered what was to come, how much of what he told her long ago would come true. He pondered whether to take the bike to the restaurant, but decided this way they could both relax with some wine and enjoy each other.

He slipped his hand into his trousers and pulled the tiny remote from it and rested it on his thigh, then folded his hands behind his head and just watched her. He purposely didn't speak, though he knew she was full of questions she wasn't sure whether she should ask. Her eyes darted to the remote, and when she looked back her eyes were full of lust and her hips were twitching. She wanted more, he knew, so he turned the vibe on and turned the clit stimulator off. He watched her hips rock against the soft hum that now caressed her innermost walls. As it hummed inside her, she shifted in her seat. As she shifted her dress became disheveled, though it didn't appear that she took notice. He wanted to see how wanton his pet could become, so he turned the vibe up and turned on the clit stimulator simultaneously. He set the clit setting to medium as well, and was treated to her head tilted back and her luscious lips parting involuntarily. Her fingers gripped at the skirt of her dress as her hips undulated. He watched her shift in the seat, her legs parted as she unconsciously pulled the skirt higher up her thighs. He could feel her sexuality across the car, her scent wafting to him. His cock twitched- reacting instantly.

She was oblivious to anything happening in the car. The only thing she knew was that his new toy felt wonderful on and in her. She slouched in the seat trying to obtain the best position to both intensify and relieve herself of the increasing sensations. She moved about the seat and felt the effects of him turning up the toy another notch. She jumped as the vibrations became stronger, slid up and down against the side of the car. She pulled her legs further apart as her mind welcomed him covering her. She looked over at him through heavily veiled eyes, her body twisted and contorted, as he began to randomly play with the controller. She knew she was getting closer to orgasm by the second. She had a fleeting thought to ask before she came, before he changed the settings yet again to a hard pulse. She moaned and stretched out in front of him, the dress riding high on her thighs her legs now spread wide.

He watched her hips tilt and rock as she fucked the vibe already deep inside her. As she moved about, he saw her slide back into her zone. He reached over and pulled the tie that held her dress closed. Her constant writhing soon had her fully exposed to him. He turned the toy to alternate pulsations and was welcomed with a long deep moan. She was completely lost within herself now, her hands roamed over her body, never even noticing that her dress was undone. Her moans and mewls melded with the scent of her filling the small compartment of the limo. He called to her, slowly bringing the dials to low once again. She pulled her head up and looked at him with angry hungry eyes- her body still in motion.

"Come here pet, and take my cock." He commanded.

Without hesitation she pulled herself to her knees and slipped of the seat and crawled across the floor of the car to him. With greedy fingers she quickly unbuckled his belt and shuddered as she remembered what he did the last time. She rubbed his cock through his trousers, and brushed her breasts against his thighs- anxious to wrap her lips around his stiff cock.