Knocking, Corrie waited almost impatiently waiting for the door to open. Looking down the long hallway that made up the rest of the hotel rooms, she started getting a little antsy, thinking for a split second, maybe he won't open the door.
Finally after what felt like hours but was only a few seconds, the door opened to reveal him.
Seeing his face, all the insecurities that she might have been feeling, evaporated.
He was handsome. Dark hair. Dark eyes. He wasn't overly tall by any means but that didn't matter. He had the biggest lips she'd ever had the pleasure of kissing. Seeing them in that moment made her want to bite them as hard as he could take but she had promised she would take it easy this time.
Smiling, and a little nervous, she greeted him.
"Hey!" She said, hoping she didn't come across as too eager.
"Hey. Come in." He opened the door for her to walk in.
After walking in, she wanted to take off all her clothes right then, but thought maybe she should wait so he didn't feel rushed. Knowing they both had work the next morning and it was already late, she wanted to get started, but she wanted to savor this moment as long as possible.
"How close is your boss?" she asked him. Remembering he gets a little worried if his boss knew what was going on, she wanted to make sure they were in the clear for tonight.
"He's a few rooms down, but we still have to be quiet." he said as he walked towards the bed.
Corrie watched as he got back into bed and went to follow him. As he crawled under the covers, she went and joined him. She stayed fully clothed, not wanting to attack him as soon as they got into bed.
Laying her head on his chest, he wrapped his arms around her. She felt safe and cared for and like the world could fall around them, but as long as he held her, nothing bad would happen.
"This is nice." he said
"Hmm. I could stay like this forever and never get tired." Corrie said to him. "Let me know when you want to do the nasty stuff." she said, jokingly, but impatiently wanting to get her hands on him.
He pulled her face from his chest and started kissing her. She realized she could kiss him for days and never grow tired of it.
"Mmm." She was starting to get very aroused just from kissing him. With her tongue in his mouth, she felt something odd and cold and different. A little confused, but not caring enough to stop, she continued exploring his mouth with her tongue.
"I have my invisalign in." he explained, only pulling back enough to say something. "Sorry if it feels weird, I just haven't had them in for a long time and now they hurt."
"They don't feel weird, just a little cold."
Not being able to wait any longer, Corrie started to remove her clothes, all while trying to grab as much of him as possible. Hoping to speed things along, she began to take his off as well.
Finally with them both fully naked, he laid back and pulled her on top of him.
"Suck my cock." he said almost venomously. If she didn't know any better, she'd think he was angry, but looking down, she saw how very hard her was. Her mouth watered just thinking about having him in her mouth.
Knowing she had a gag reflex, but wanting to challenge herself, she pulled out a bottle from her purse.
"This is to help with my gag reflex." she told him, showing him the small spray bottle.
"Does it work?" he asked.
"Let's find out."
Spraying her throat, she started coughing from how strong it tasted.
Smirking at her, he asked, "What does it taste like?"
"Peperminty." she replied, still slightly coughing.
"Hm."
Not being able to wait any longer to taste him, she took him in her hand. Feeling how hard he was, she started slow. Just feeling him with her hands first, and then slowing licking him. Hearing him moan spurred her on. Taking him in her mouth, she started sucking him slowly, wanting to build the anticipation and drag out the process. Giving head has always been one of her favorite parts of foreplay. Not wanting to disappoint, she sprayed her throat once more, and with a determined look on her face, she started taking him down her throat.
"That spray is already working." he said, half moaning and half groaning.
Corrie looked up at him and saw him with his head thrown back, biting his lip and breathing heavily, she felt a sense of power. How she could feel powerful serving him how she was, she couldn't figure, but knowing she brought out those reactions from him just from her mouth, made her feel like she was the one in control.
Concentrating back on her task, she set the pace of only sucking the head of his cock in the back of her mouth, a little scared to overdo it.
He must've wanted to feel more or was growing tired of her slow pace, because the next thing she knew, he grabbed her by the back of the neck and shoved his cock in her throat, further than she would've willing went herself.
Not prepared for it, she gagged and pulled back and pulled off, choking and coughing. In a split second, she realized how wet it made her for him to take control like that. Not wanting him to feel like he went too far, she sprayed her throat once more and let him use her how he wanted to.
Grabbing her once more, he held on and fucked her throat as hard as he wanted to. Pushing himself deep, he held himself in her throat for a few moments and just as she started to panic, he let go and let her catch her breath before starting the process over again.
On and on it went like this for the next few minutes.
When the next time came for him to hold himself in her throat and the slight panic started to set it, she pulled off, and the next thing she knew, he slapped her clear across the face.
"Did I tell you to stop?" he asked so strongly.
They had talked about him slapping her and being rough before-hand, and she had never experienced this. And while it was sudden and unexpected, it made her so wet.
Grabbing her by the hair, he pulled her back onto his cock and shoved it all the way back into her throat, not caring if she was prepared or not. She felt the slight scape of her teeth on his cock and tried to open her mouth wider. Gagging and pulling off again, he slapped her again.
Yanking her head back by her hair, he asked in a calm but hurried voice, "What's your safeword?" "Periwinkle!" she said out of breath. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes! Please!" she pleaded with him.
Pushing her back down to his cock, he forced his way into her throat again. Again she pulled off and again he slapped her. Sometimes so hard, her ears started ringing.
