"You're pouting." Stella kept her eyes on the menu, a smirk on her lips.
"I am not." I was. I just didn't want to admit it to my lover.
"You. Are. Pouting."
"This is just my disappointed face."
"Disappointed?" Stella glanced up at me and leaned in close, her voice low so no one else would hear. "Is this the same woman who was moaning my name earlier? The same woman who grabbed the back of my head so my tongue wouldn't leave her -?
"Yes." I interrupted, my cheeks feeling warm. "What happened in the hotel room was nice. Or wonderfully naughty. Whatever. But then you showed me that wonderful toy and instead of letting us have more fun you dragged me from the hotel room."
"Dahlia," Stella laid her menu on the table and turned to face me, her hand gently caressing my thigh. "I fully intend to drive you wild with that toy later tonight. But it's also important to get you adequately fed and hydrated. Trust me." She leaned in and kissed me on the temple then spoke with her lips brushing my skin. "You're going to need the energy later. Because I fully intend to wear you out completely."
I was breathing faster and stared at the menu not actually seeing any of the words printed on it. I knew what Stella was capable of doing to my body with just her mouth and hands. I could only imagine how much more exquisite the experience would be when she was able to actually fuck me.
We ordered our food and I actually enjoyed the leisurely meal. It gave me time to appreciate my gorgeous date. Her short salt and pepper hair, her luscious curves, those full lips that drove me absolutely wild with desire - how on earth was I lucky enough to be spending time with such an attentive lover?
Butterflies began to stir in my stomach as we waited for the elevator that would take us back up to our hotel room. Stella offered me a seductive smile and placed her hand on the small of my back. An older couple got on the elevator with us, the woman scowling at us. I couldn't resist. I turned to Stella, took her face in both my hands and kissed her. My tongue stroked the seam of her lips and she chuckled as her lips parted. The old couple got off the elevator before we did and as soon as the door shut we ended the kiss with a chuckle.
"I'm not sure if I should be offended that you kissed me just to piss off that old lady or if I should be proud of you for making the bigot even more uncomfortable." Stella wrapped her arm around my waist pulling me close. It was a matter of minutes and we found ourselves back in the hotel room. The strap-on was laying on the bed and I picked it up, my hand sliding up and down the dildo.
"You're sure about this?" Stella had moved to stand behind me, her hands resting on my hips. She placed a gentle kiss on my shoulder.
"Yes," I was a little embarrased at how breathless I sounded. "I'm sure."
Stella nudged my hips to turn me around. She took the toy from my hands and leaned in to kiss me. The toy was dropped on the bed as Stella's hands wrapped around my waist, pressing her body against mine. Her hands slid slowly over my hips, up my body to my breasts. She squeezed them both just tightly enough to make me hiss as she moved to kiss my neck. Slowly she began sliding my skirt over my hips. I carefully stepped out of the garment as the fabric pooled at my feet, slipping my shoes off at the same time. I slid my hands under the hem of her top and pushed the fabric up. She stepped back, giving me just enough room to pull the shirt up. The black lace bra she was wearing barely covered her nipples and I was too eager to waste time taking it off. I leaned forward, lifting her breast from the lacey cup, and ran my tongue firmly over her nipple.
"Fuck yeah," Stella let her head fall back as her hand held my head. I sucked her nipple into my mouth, biting down just enough to make it sting. Stella let go of my head just long enough to reach behind and unhook her bra. I pulled my lips away long enough to slip the straps off her shoulder and then took her other breast into my mouth. A slight growl escaped my throat as I enjoyed the taste and feel of her skin.
"So my sweet angel is a bit feral tonight."
I stood up, my hands each squeezing one of her breasts.
"I want you to fuck me senseless, Stella. I'm so hungry for what you are about to do to my body - "
She claimed my mouth before I could finish what I was saying. We quickly shed the rest of our clothes and Stella gently nudged me in the direction of the bed.
"Lay back baby girl. I need to taste you before I fuck you." I lay back on the bed as Stella moved between my thighs, her eyes never leaving my face. There was something so erotic about her mouth moving to my clit while she maintained eye contact with me.
"Fuck, Stella. Her tongue kept lavishing attention on my clit while she moved her hand, two fingers sliding into me as her other hand moved up to squeeze a breast. My eyes closed as I lost myself in the sensation. Stella read my body so well that she could tell when I got close to my first orgasm, pinching my nipples so that the slight sting would send me over the edge. She moved up to lie next to me as she let me recover for a moment.
"Can I add one more surprise to our night?" She asked, her hand hidden behind her back as she lay on her side.
"Depends on what the surprise is?"
