You come into the hotel room, after using the key that was left for you at the front desk. It is quiet and kind of dark in the room, flickering candle light does little to light up the room. You brush your brown hair back and take a few hesitant steps inside as your eyes a adjust. A bottle of wine is open with a single glass next to it, half full. A vase with three roses sits next to it, along with a card. You step forward and pick up the note, smelling the roses quickly before opening the card. It reads: I'm on the balcony, Angel.
You laugh at his horrible handwriting and pick up the glass of wine. You take a sip of the red wine as you walk out to the balcony. The view of Las Vegas is always amazing to you, all the flashing lights appeal to your ADD. He moves up besides you and leans against the rail, no glass of wine in his hand because he doesn't drink. But he does have a can of Dr. Pepper,
"Nice view," he says staring at you and not the cityscape.
You blush and lean into him. His arm slips around you and brings you close. He kisses the top of your head. You sign and lay your head against him. He smells good and it has been so long since someone has held you this close. His hand caresses your side as he holds you. Already sending shivers through you because of the build up to this night has been a long time coming so you nestle in his arms.
"So are you ready for this little one?" He asks.
"Ready for tonight?" you return.
"Yes, ready for tonight," he says chuckling.
"Yes, sir" you reply, half seriously and the other half is pure brat.
"Good girl," He says as he turns you to face him, cupping both cheeks in his hands he gives you a serious kiss.
You return his kiss, his lips are soft against yours as melt into it. You lose track of time as the two of you kiss. His hands slide along your face then through your hair and then along your back. He pulls you close to him and continues the kiss. He is entirely control of you right now, his lips are the strings and his hands are the restraints. He moves you back against the railing of the balcony, trapping you between it and him. You have no idea how long you have been kissing but it causing you to be weak in the knees. Finally, he breaks the kiss and lets you loose from his control.
"Carl....," you start but trail off.
"Yes Angel?" He responds.
"What have you planned?" you ask shyly.
"Wine and chocolate, Angela, wine and chocolate."
He takes your hand and leads you back into the room. He removes the glass of wine from your hand and sets it down on a table. Slowly, he starts to unbutton your blouse, his fingers quick and sure as he gets each button. Once the shirt is unbuttoned, Carl pushes it gently open, his hands sliding across your skin as he caresses your stomach and then along your sides. Leaning forward, he pushes your shirt off of one shoulder with his chin and then places kisses along your shoulder. You shiver and your hands, involuntarily reach out and pull on his shirt. Grabbing and pulling on his shirt you hear some tearing sounds as he switches to your other side. His teeth and lips scrap across the skin of your shoulder as he follows it to your neck and you feel his tongue lightly licking your skin. It is so not fair, how he is playing with your hormones right now and making you dance to his tune. He is gentle but totally in control at the same time and you just want to pounce on him and yank his clothes off. Almost as if he is reading your mind, he seizes your wrists and, gently, moves them away from his body. You let out a sigh as he pushes your hands behind you and his lips move to yours, kissing you passionately. Both of you move towards the bed, under his guidance: he gently helps you take a seat on the bed. He kneels down and kisses your shoulder then down your chest, his fingers tracing the path across your skin that his lips will follow. His lips go down across your breasts and then your stomach. He lingers a little on each of your hips before he stands up.
He walks away and pours a little more wine into your glass. He brings it back to you and "accidentally" spills some on you. You feel it drip down your shoulder and slide slowly down your back. Carl leans down and licks the wine off your shoulder before his fingers catch the drip going down your back. Seizing the initiative you grab his hand and suck the wine of his fingers, lingering to tease him a little with your oral skills. He smiles as you stare up at him and he watches you take his fingers all the way into your mouth. Your tongue slides along them as you tease him some more. He pulls his hand away but not before you see the flash of desire in his eyes. He hands you your class of wine and sits down on the bed next to you. He kisses your cheek softly and then smiles at you.
"Ok, I see the wine but where is my chocolate?" you ask with some sass.
Carl chuckles at you and smiles leaning back. He reaches under the covers and pulls out a bottle of chocolate syrup. He waves it in front of you, smirking the whole time.
"Better naughty girl?" he asks.
"Much," you respond.