Chapter 2: Kit's Tension Relief
Ding!
The elevator settles on the 21st floor and the doors open. He pauses briefly so she can exit before him. She walks out and turns towards the penthouse suite. She strides down the hallway with a measured gait even though she is exhilarated inside. Approaching the suite's door, he catches up with her and before she inserts her key into the lock, he leans in close, his lips to her ear,
"Let me, please."
Kit shudders, feeling her core gently spasm at his whisper. She pauses as he reaches around her. He inserts his key and pushes the door open. Her nostrils flare slightly, catching the scent of his cologne again. She walks into the suite and into the small foyer. Mildly intoxicated, she hears the door softly close and the deadbolt engaged. She stops near a small console table with a mirror above it, places her suitcase off to the side, and turns.
Their eyes meet, and she immediately sees the smoldering burn of desire in his eyes as he drinks in the view of her. Her breath catches and her butterflies resume their flight.
"My Mister."
Kit whispers, locked in his gaze.
"Kitten..."
He gathers her into his arms. His words hang in the air, charged with humid, static electricity before a thunderstorm.
"How can one simple word uttered from his mouth make her ache with lust and desire?"
Runs across her mind while goosebumps erupt across her body as his fingertips meet her skin. Her mouth instinctively tilts upwards. His lips embrace hers. Their kiss deepens as she welcomes his tongue into her mouth. He kisses her like tomorrow will not come.
Moments fade by. Their tongues intertwining, their mouths hungrily seeking the other. This kiss stages their night. She wants him to know that she is in his control, and he can play with her body, mind and soul to his deepest desires. With a soft groan, he disengages, steps back and looks deep into her eyes.
"Your dress is delectable, Kitten!"
She giggles quietly then smiles broadly.
"I'm glad that you find it so pleasing, my Mister."
He smiles, then pulls her back into his arms. He grabs her ass with both hands and lifts her up. Kit hikes her dress and wraps her legs around his waist. She feels his hardened cock against her sex and her heat meets his.
He carries her towards the large windows of the suite. He presses her back against the windows and lowers her legs gently to the floor. She softly gasps from the coolness of the panes against her back. Their eyes meet, pausing before embracing in another hungry kiss.
Her Mister pushes her head back, kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear lobes while his hands move to her waist. As she regains her senses from this second passionate kiss, he spins her suddenly around face first against the window. A small gasp of surprise and pleasure issues from her lips.
"Ummmm, yes!"
She purrs. He rains soft kisses on her exposed skin while he slowly unzips the back of her dress. Her hands splay out and press into the glass as her back arches, pressing her ass hard against his crotch. His fingers trace back upwards, gliding softly over her skin. They reach upward and lift the straps of her dress off her shoulders. Her dress slides down her body like the opening of a velvet stage curtain. It falls to the floor, a puddle of soft cloth at her feet.
Her Mister leans forward, his hands cover hers, still pressed against the glass, and pushes hard into her ass and the back of her panties. A long moan emanates from her lips as his hands move around the waistband of her panties. She pandiculates like a cat stretching lazily upon waking. His lips land a series of kisses on her right shoulder as his fingers slide just under the fabric. Downward they slide, over her mons, then all the way between her legs. She squirms then giggles. Slowly, his fingers move back upwards over her wet panties towards her slit.
