She was waiting in the Hotel room anticipating his arrival. She had the evening completely planned. She kept looking over the room making sure she had not forgot anything....everything had to be perfect, it seems like an eternity since they had been together. She could still think back to their first meeting, the first time he kissed her and the way it had made her melt. How she knew at that moment she would willingly make love to this man, he stirred something in her at that moment, something she had not felt in a very long time.
She had made reservations at the most luxurious hotel in the city. Nothing was too good for this reunion. She had been preparing for this for weeks shopping for just the right lingerie, and all the accessories she needed to set the evening off. She had decided on the white lace merry widow... with matching lace thong and white lace top stockings ....white high heels and a sheer white satin and lace robe to go over....just long enough to make sure the apparel underneath was not revealed.
Candles burning everywhere in the room, including the bathroom, in every size and shape but, all white and gardenia scented. Everything seemed just perfect...she could relax now and just await his arrival. She opened the windows to let in the cool night air.....sitting on the bed closing her eyes just taking in the soothing sounds of the city....her back is to the door as she hears his key enter and then the door opens.
He enters the room seeing her back to him, she doesn't move.... he eases on to the bed and moves toward her wrapping himself around her resting his chin on her shoulder his face next to hers. Just feeling the soft touch of his skin next to hers the way he rubs his face up against her, she is already getting anxious because of familiar feeling of having him close, the feel of him, his scent, her body tingles at his touch just like it did with their first kiss.
He lets his hands slide down just brushing her nipples as he wraps his arms even tighter around her waist. She turns to see him.... he can see the desire in her eyes, he remembers it so well. She reaches up and runs her fingers through his hair as she kisses him first softly, just wanting to take him in, to have at first and then the kiss grows more intense, feeling each other's desire. She can feel the heat of his hands through the silk robe as they find her breasts, her nipples stiffen in response to his touch, he gently and kisses her neck sending a warmth through her. She feels his desire growing, as his breathing grows deeper.
The candle light is dancing around them, making this moment seem all too perfect. She slowly turns, and pushes him down on his back devouring him with hot wet yet tender, passionate kisses, her hands dancing across his chest and stomach until she finds him, hard...and holds him. She positions herself above him rubbing herself against his hardness, .... he can feel how wet she is already, feeling it right through her panties as she rubs herself against him slowly and deliberately. Her soft passionate kisses move down his neck slowly taking in the familiar taste of his body...the memories of past love making rushing through her. She can hardly contain herself, but she must she wants to make this last.
She wants to please him like she never has before. She moves with her kisses downward finding his nipples, encircling them with her tongue and tenderly nibbling. She slides her way down his body rubbing her face against him, kissing, licking and gently biting as she goes.... she can feel his stomach contract to her teasing touch, at the same time she was feeling his passion growing. As she reaches her destination he can feel her warm breath upon him, her mouth gently brushing past to tease him with her tongue.... she slides her tongue gently down his shaft, taking his balls gently in her mouth, massaging them with her tongue as she runs her mouth up and down him.
Her mouth finds it's way back up his shaft massaging with her lips and her tongue as she goes quickening her pace, and then finally taking him in her mouth, he lets out a moan. Holding him in her mouth not moving she can feel the desire burning within him, feel him pulsing. Closing her lips tightly around him, he can feel her tongue pressing against his shaft as she slides her mouth up and down. His breathing growing heavier as she draws her lips along the length of him, teasing beneath his balls with one hand and the other gently squeezing the base of him following every stroke of her mouth. He is so close, he pulls back wanting to prolong this sensation wanting to make it last. She slowly releases him, her kisses working their way back up his stomach...his chest, his shoulder...soft, warm kisses she teasingly runs her teeth against him as she goes until is right above him again rubbing herself against his hardness, he can feel how wet she is, knowing she is holding him on the edge turns her on beyond belief. He reaches his hands up dropping her robe off of her shoulders, sliding it off of her, tossing it to the side looking into her eyes seeing the passion there.
