Sitting at the bar, whiskey and ice clinking around in my glass, I watched as Raj made his toast. We raised our glasses in return and I downed my whiskey and sighed as it lit a line of fire down my throat while I crunched on some ice.
"Another, please." I said to the bartender.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and found Rhea leaning on the bar counter. I couldn't help imagining her secretly tiptoeing in her heels like a cartoon wolf before setting everything about her right and leaning in that sexy way she did, hips out and head tilted. Giggles bubbled out of me and she pouted.
"You imagined me as Wile E. Coyote again, didn't you?" She asked, brushing a rogue bit of fluff off my Kurta before continuing, "Even after all this time, you're still the same. Come here. Give me a hug, mister."
I stepped down from the bar stool and folded her into my arms, breathing her deep as I felt her wrap around myself. Instinctively, I pressed my face into her neck and sighed deeply and grinned as she broke into goosebumps. She pat my back and pulled away wagging a finger at me.
"Uh uh uh, mister. We're not together anymore, no naughty business." I watched as she took the glass of whiskey the bartender had readied for me and drained it in one swallow. She licked her lips and continued in a purr that set me on fire, "No matter how much fun it is."
"It's not my fault you're so sexy, Rhea. Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?"
"No, I don't think you did. Behold." She took a step back and twirled as my gaze took her in. A blue saree held on for life on her. It was tucked right under her navel and my eyes trailed it upwards to where it disappeared behind her shoulder. Underneath it, she wore a yellow blouse that was so modest it even covered her elbows. Her makeup was minimal, and as always, I found myself most aroused by how confident she was with her appearance. Her hair was done up in a messy bun which was anything but. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd have said each runaway strand had been chased there with care. Looking at her like this suddenly brought back a lot of memories I didn't want to live again at the moment. I looked into her eyes then and fell into them, brown pools of warmth that missed nothing and gave away everything. She squinted at me and scrunched her nose a touch which meant she was satisfied with my reaction. She must've seen my eyebrows try to fly off my face because she giggled and patted me softly on my cheek.
"Guys usually take women on dates before undressing them like you did in your head, Sir."
"I can assure you no undressing occurred, Ma'am. If anything, your clothes stayed on in my head."
She bit her lip softly and leaned against me as I wrapped an arm around her.
"Oh, hush. You were thinking about the past again. Come back. We're here to celebrate Raj and Simran. It all just happened so soon. They met like a week ago, didn't they? The sex must be bonkers." Rhea said.
I chuckled at Rhea's comment about Raj and Simran's quick relationship and whispered back, "I wouldn't know anything about that. My sex life has been pretty dull since you left."
Rhea's eyes widened in surprise before she teased, "Oh, poor baby. Maybe you just need to find the right person."
I shook my head, "I already did."
Rhea's expression softened and she rested her head on my shoulder, caressing my hair. We stood like that for a while, one's warmth flooding the other, saying things words couldn't ever say till everything came to a boil and needed a release. "Let's go somewhere quiet," she said, taking my hand and looking into my eyes.
Before I could answer, she was pulling me away. Scenery and people swept past us in a blur. I was lost in the sway of her hips before I heard a ding and was pulled into an empty elevator in the hotel lobby. She smacked a button and turned to face me, I saw the hunger in my eyes reflected in hers. The doors took forever to close and the moment they did, she pressed closer to me, our faces inches apart. Her eyes softened again and she brushed her nose against mine, whispering barely, "I'm sorry, baby."
She sighed and I felt it settle on my lips. Her lips found mine then and we kissed slowly, sucking softly and breathing each other in. Whatever tenderness there was before that kiss evaporated and all that remained in me was passion and a desperate need to be with her. I pulled her closer and cupped her cheeks, sucking hard on her lips as she pressed fully onto me. My cock thrummed as she ground her hips into mine, her tongue lashing at my lips. I moaned and bunched her hair up in a fist and pulled her head back a little so her neck was bared. I sucked on it hard and a moan bubbled out of her, filling the elevator as she tugged on my hair.
Her perfume invaded my senses and we kissed again, this time our tongues dancing in our mouths. She tasted so good, whiskey and citrus on the surface and underneath it, her taste. I couldn't get enough of her and I imagine she felt the same if her tongue had anything to say about it. The elevator dinged again and I licked my lips. Rhea licked a finger and stepped out, heading to her room. She unlocked her door and turned around, pressing a hand on my chest and biting her lip.
"Give me a minute. I have to do something first." Before I could respond she was in and the door slammed. I must admit, at this point, all I wanted to do was jump in there and do some very improper things with Rhea. But alas, I've found it's better to wait for your reward. What's a few minutes compared to hours of edging anyway. I smiled at the few people who went past me in the hallway and wondered if they could see what I was thinking. I even had the horrifying need to stop someone and ask if they knew what was going on in my mind. Thankfully, Rhea called from the room, "Come on in."
I slid the door open and found the room dark, the only light spilling into it coming from the corridor behind me. I closed the door behind me and shut the light out with it. I listened while I waited for my eyes to acclimate to the dark. I heard the sloshing of liquids following by the splashing and tinkling of ice hitting the glasses. Rhea was thirsty, but I was too. I could make her out now in the gloom. The bed slowly formed in the dark and she stood by the table on the other side of the suite, and from what I could see she was naked. I was about to start stripping but remembered how Rhea liked undressing me, and asked, "Do you want to unwrap your present, Rhea?"
