It had been two years since I last saw him. I'd fantasized about being with him time and time again. Many factors hindered why we weren't but situations change. I'm in town for a business meeting, coming in a few days early for some time to myself. Our last encounter rings through my head, the urge to finally see him, feel him, be with him is strong as nothing is holding me, holding us back now.
"Room 128." I texted him. I threw the phone on the bed and started the shower. As I undressed, I opened the curtains to the balcony, seeing the sunset over the trees in the distance. I turn the fireplace up, the flames lighting the room. I step in the shower, adjusting the temperature to my liking. With the water falling over my body I feel the stress of the day fall with it. I turn the water off, wrapping up in the big fluffy hotel robe I hear the door unlatch.
He actually came. I tied the robe and opened the bathroom door, smelling his clone for the first time in two years. His back is toward me, he's looking out the balcony doors, one hand pressed against the glass holding his weight.
"You came." I say, getting his attention.
"I did." he says, turning toward me. We lock eyes.
"Why wouldn't I have come? I've ached to be with you." He says, walking toward me. We lock eyes, the room lit only by the bouncing flames from the fireplace. He wraps his left arm around my lower back, his right hand resting on my cheek.
"I was scared you'd moved on." I say, holding on to him around the waist.
"With as long as it's been." I add.
"I told you I'd wait and I meant it." he says, as he leans in to kiss me. His kiss felt the same as it did the first time; electrifying. Butterflies flutter around my stomach, I feel my cheeks turning red as nerves creep in. He starts pushing me toward the bed, not breaking his kiss. I feel his tongue circle with mine, sending chills down my back. I fall back on the bed as he unties my robe, exposing my warm body to the chilled air in the room. His warm body presses against me as he lays on top of me, still kissing me with overwhelming desire. I reach to undo his belt, breaking our kiss to look down, we're both breathing heavy.
"I want you so bad." he whispers, as he cups my breast, slightly pinching my nipple.
"Take what you want." I tell him biting my lower lip. He lifts up to remove his shirt and pushes his pants off with his boxers. I pull my arms out of the robe, entangling my body with his. I pull him in for another kiss, I feel his stiff cock press against my leg.
He moves to my neck, whispering in my ear what's coming next, what he's going to do to me. I moan as he kisses my neck, my ear, down my body. Chills take over as I grip the sheets, feeling his lips on my hard nipple. I look down and make eye contact as he comes back up, kissing me once more.
"Where should I start?" he asks.
"Touch me!" I quickly answer, as he kisses me again and slips a finger inside.
"You're so wet!" he says, tasting my juices on his finger. He slides down, holding my outer thigh as his tongue runs up my slit. He pushes in, circling my clit. I push forward, burying his face in my wet cunt. He looks up at me as he's pleasuring me, his eyes dark. I pull him up, kissing him hard as I taste myself on his lips.
"Fuck me!" I demand. He strokes his cock, precum dripping from his head. I wrap my arms around his back, gasping as he enters my body. He pushes in slowly, filling me with passion. I close my eyes, taking in every movement. He is so big and thick, thicker than I ever imagined. With my feet wrapped around his hips, he moves his hand to my butt, gripping tightly as he begins to thrust. I moan with every inch he pushes in.
"You're so tight baby." he says, breathing out quickly.
"Push through me" I tell him.
"Fuck me harder!" I beg, as he complies with my plea.
