As the elevator closed it's just the two of us; alone for the first time after Melbourne cup day's festivities. I hold your gaze and spot a sparkle in your eyes. The door opens and we walk across the corridor to your room. A primal sense of excitement running through the mind. You open the door and glance at me. You walk in leaving the door open; an unspoken invite for me to step in.
You stand still and I stand behind you. My body rubs against yours and I trace my fingers along the side of your shimmering Red dress to your waist where I grip firmly. I lean onto your neck planting the softest of kisses, and another and yet another. My arms wrap around your belly as I press myself firmly against you.
my lips pecking all over your neck and shoulders as I notice your breathing gets heavy and warm. My hands rub all over your belly before moving upwards. You turn towards me and lock your lips with mine. I take your lower lip between mine and you nibble on my upper lip. Soon our tongues touch and taste each other and began to wrestle passionately.
Your arms wrapped around mine and my hands caressing your bare back. Time stands still as we remain engaged in this passionate lip lock. You pull my jacket out and I rub my toes on your legs. I slide my hands and begin to sroke the side of your thighs. With a brisk pull you tear apart the buttons of my shirt. My hands move up to your hips. I keep caressing or rather squeezing them.