It was a long plane ride. An even longer train ride to the hotel where I was going to be staying at. My mom was dragging me to a conference in Chicago with her. I check into the hotel. I put my bags on the bed and grab my phone. I send you a text to let you know I made it safely to the hotel. You send me back a message that says you can't wait for tonight. I smile to myself as I get ready to get in the shower. The next few hours were going to be excruciating, so I wanted to be as relaxed as possible. I turn the water as hot as I can stand it. I step under the beating streams and let my thoughts drift away as the water beats on my body. I hear a knock on my door, so I rush to get out of the shower. With just a robe on I walk over to the door to see who is beating on it. I look through the peephole and I see you standing there. This isn't right. We were supposed to meet up later for dinner. I stand there just staring at you through this little hole in the door. My phone starts ringing on the night table so you now know I am in there. I have to woman up and open the door to the man that has made me orgasm more in the past few months than I had in my entire life before him. I make sure I am covered and I open the door to let you in. The second you are in the door I am in your arms. You wrap your arms around me tight and just hold me for a few minutes breathing in the scent of me. You pull back just enough to look into my eyes.
"Hey you." You whisper to me.
"Hey there!" I reply.