Valentine's Treat

You drop the bra you were carrying as you disappear into the darkness, James following as the door closes behind him. The only light now appearing from a small gap under the door from the hallway outside. It silhouettes his body as you back yourself on to the bed. He loses sight of you in the initial blackout, he cannot make out where you are but he senses the heat radiating from your body and continues his advance forward towards the bed. Slowly both yours and his eyes adjust to the lack of light as he stops at the foot of the bed. You don't know how you want him, but you want him badly. He wants you too and continues to undress. You lay on your back, legs slightly open, aching for him. Propped up on your elbows watching his shadowy figure slowly revealing his dimly-lit flesh. You quickly turn over onto your knees, face down, arse up on display, if he can see it, in anticipation of him entering you hard and fast from behind. You need him now! You spin round to face him, deciding you want to take him in your mouth first, to taste him, to thank him. So many options on how this will begin, but this has become your favoured choice for tonight.

His eyes make out the shape of your body moving toward him. He feels the warmth of your lips as you take his penis in your mouth. Those soft lips, swollen as they always do when you're turned on. He loves to kiss those lips, but they are equally appreciated employed in their current role. Your tongue, so long and soft, juicy and warm, swirling around the head making him weak at the knees. His hands move to your head, fingers combing through your hair. Gently pulling your head closer to him so his penis goes further in to your mouth. You cannot move your tongue around the head this deep, but the flesh at the back of your tongue feels fantastic on the underside of his shift. Slowly you make love to his penis with your mouth, reaching up with one hand you grip the base of his cock. Holding it steady you can move back and forth faster and harder.

He twists his upper body, one of his hands moves down your back. Passing between your shoulder blades, following the line of your spine. His nails lightly electrifying your skin as they move further along your back. His fingers reach the crack in your buttocks. He loves your bum, you know James loves to touch it, to watch it, to kiss it. You're almost willing to let him do as he wishes to please him right now. The tip of his middle finger just able to reach your anus at the angle you're both at. He quickly removes his hand, licking his finger he replaces it on your bum. Teasing around the outside of the hole, you don't get as much out of it as he does, but you feel him stiffen in your mouth so won't stop him now. You can sense he's close to orgasm as he moves both hands quickly to your bum cheeks. He strokes them, then grips them tight, holding them in position as you speed up your movements. He's holding you tight, trying to restrict your movement, he doesn't want to cum yet.

You stop what you are doing to him and rise on to your knees. Moving up against his body you feel his stiff cock against your stomach. It's hard as rock and soaking wet from your mouth. Acting almost sweet and innocent, your hands move behind your back, interlocking your fingers, head tilted to one side, he places one hand behind your neck, the other on your hip. Kissing you passionately, your tongues intertwined, soft lips locked to his. Your nipples pressed hard against his chest, the sensitivity runs down your core to your most intimate area. You groan into his mouth and the sounds only turn him on more.

Breaking away he turns you round, cock nestled between your bum cheeks. He kisses your neck, one hand on your throat, the other alternating between touching your nipples, running his hand down your front to your sensitive clitoris and slowly tracing the crease along the top of your thigh to your hip. Back to your nipples, he is rolling them between his thumb and index finger. The rough touch from his fingers sends electric through you again and again. You reach back holding his head, turning to meet his lips. James can't hold on any longer. He must be in you now, and you must have him in you now. He pushes you forward, your head resting on the bed, bum raised in the air exposing your glistening vagina. The second time you've been in this position tonight with as many men. He slides his throbbing penis into you and every inch feels like a mile to you as he slowly feeds you his length. As your bum cheeks hit his hips, he holds still for a few seconds enjoying your warmth. You inhale sharply, willing him in your mind to fuck you hard and fast. His hands on your hips, he slides out slowly, almost all the way before stopping, again savouring the feeling of you on his penis. Before thrusting hard into you. You smile, this is what you want, what you need. You reach out and grip the duvet tightly, face buried in the sheets as he increases the pace. He is fucking your like he hates you. But you know this is love. He is driving into you so hard the whole bed is moving, but it has nowhere to go. It is against a wall, so each thrust knocks the wooden posts against the wall creating a huge amount of noise. Usually you'd care, but tonight you don't. The neighbours, the hotel staff, the next county along could be listening and you still wouldn't want to stop. Each time he drives into you he is hitting your spot. You cum hard. You are so wet it feels like you're squirting. He doesn't stop. Even as you scream into the bed, James continues to thrust harder and faster. You're body gripping him so tightly, he can't hold off either. As your second orgasm with him, your fifth of the evening washes over you, he explodes into you. His hands gripping tightly to your hips, he pulls you into him not wanting to let you go. Holding you there, in bliss, for what seems like forever.

You slide off him, laying in the darkness on the bed. James moves next to you. One arm under his head, one hand stroking your bum, he lays watching you in the darkness. You are a hot mess, panting, heart racing. He kisses your cheek and you turn to meet his lips again. "I fucking love you" he says. "I fucking love you too" you say in return raising a smile.

Laid there under the canopy of the four-poster bed, the heat radiating from the pair of you is like a furnace. So hot it almost illuminates the darkness that envelopes you. James takes you in his arms, holding you tightly. You melt into his embrace and begin to drift off. He reaches down and grabs the blanket at the bottom of the bed, pulling it over your naked bodies. With a kiss to the back of your neck, you fall asleep.