Samantha
She couldn’t wait to find out what was on his agenda; the entire drive over to the hotel, she had tried to coax it from him, but he wouldn’t budge. Getting into the elevator was more of the same. Samantha pressed herself against him; she moved her ass against his cock just to remind him he may be in charge today, but she was always in charge.
Cornering him in the elevator as the doors closed, she turned to face him, her leg pressed against his groin as she wrapped one hand at the nape of his neck and pulled him in toward her. Their lips touched, just lightly teasing each other. Her other hand found its way to his waist band where his uniform belt blocked her access. She moved down and cupped his stiffened cock, rubbing against him, moans passing over his lips. She covered his mouth with hers, taking each groan like it was her own breath. When the elevator dinged, they quickly separated.
“You’re a naughty, naughty girl, aren’t you?” Raleigh whispered in her ear, and the feel of his breath sent chills down her spine. The doors opened, and Raleigh guided her out of the elevator, his hand at the curve of her lower back. When they arrived at the door to their room, Raleigh leaned in, whispering in her ear, “Close your eyes, don’t speak, and don’t move. I will guide you.”
“All right.”
“Shhh, I told you hush.” He laughed.
With his hand still at the small of her back, Raleigh guided Sam into the room and said, “Okay, open your eyes.”
She didn’t say a word, but the smell of vanilla, rose, and lavender filled her nose. On the floor was a trail of rose petals, and candles burned throughout the room. “Are we staying?” she started to ask, but Raleigh placed his finger on her lips.
“Shhhh. Not a word. Now get,” Raleigh ordered as he pushed her towards the bathroom door. “When you’re done, there is a dress on the bed but no panties,” he said as he guided her into the bathroom.
When she entered the bathroom, the garden tub was filled with bubbles that overflowed the sides, and candles lit the entire room. Their shadows danced on the walls, and soft music began to play. When she turned to face him, he started to undress her. As her clothes fell to the floor, Raleigh traced her skin with his tongue, from her jaw, down her neck, past her collar bone to her breasts. Cupping each breast in his hands, he licked and caressed them, making sure to give both equal attention. Then grabbing her hands in his, Raleigh led her to the tub.
He guided Samantha up each step, lightly kissing her skin. With each step, he got closer to where she desired him to be. When she was finally standing in front of him towering over him, he began to trace his tongue from her belly button to her already wet shaven mound. Raleigh’s tongue found its way to her nub, and she let out a soft moan. He looked up at her, smiled, then pulled his tongue away.
“No talking, no sounds, or I will stop. Just take in the pleasures,” he ordered, then swatted her ass. The feeling was intense and burned, but with each slap, she got wetter.
“Do you want to get into the water?” Raleigh asked.
Samantha started to answer then remembered she wasn’t allowed to make noise, so she nodded her head.
“Good girl.” As he helped her into the water, the bubbles fell out onto the floor. No words were spoken as she sank into the water. The water was hot and burned some but felt good as she leaned back into the tub. She closed her eyes, wondering what Raleigh had in store for her next. She opened her eyes again in expectation. The room was dark and lit only by candles, and she watched as Raleigh’s shadow floated on the wall next to her. She couldn’t tell what he was up to, but the anticipation was almost too much for her.
Closing her eyes again, she felt the touch of Raleigh’s hands on her shoulders, and the whirlpool tub began to bubble as he began to massage her shoulders. He paused only for a moment to grab a silk scarf and cover Sam’s eyes. “No peeking, Sammie,” he whispered in her ear. “ Just go with it, and I promise you, your every desire will be fulfilled tonight.”
“Every desire?” she replied.
“What did I say? No talking, Sam.”
She smiled, and Raleigh placed his finger on her lips. “Shhh,” he told her as he continued to massage her shoulders, slowly moving down her torso to her breasts. She could feel his breath on her neck, and it sent shivers down her spine; she could feel herself get moist, and her slick folds started to pulsate and throb.
Raleigh’s hands left her for a moment then she felt his movement as he climbed into the tub with her. Facing her, he pulled her close to him, and she felt his hardness brush against her leg as he lifted her legs over his.
They were so close, yet so far. She could feel Raleigh’s hardness lying against her clit, and she tried to rub against him by thrusting her hips, but Raleigh held steadfast. “I’m in charge, baby. You just sit and take what I am gonna give you,” he said as he leaned her back towards the side of the tub. Once she was comfortable and he had a full view of her breasts, Raleigh began to run his hands down her neck over her breasts and past her belly button then back up again, never once touching her clit.
***
Raleigh
Grabbing the cup of ice he had sitting on the side of the tub, he grabbed a piece and began to run the ice over Sam’s breasts and down her torso to her belly button. Samantha gasped as the cold ice touched her nipples and she felt them get hard and erect. Raleigh kept the ice encircling her nipples until they were nearly frozen, then he pulled her up, placing his mouth over a nipple and slowly guiding her over his cock. Sam moaned as she felt the tip of his cock on her wet hole; she wanted so badly to sit down, but Raleigh teased her and held her up to his tip just touching her entrance.
“Do you like that?” Raleigh asked, smiling a devilish smile.
“Oh yes!” Samantha replied, only then realizing she had spoken without permission.
“You know I am going to have to spank you for that.” He grinned, taking her nipple in his mouth then lightly biting. Samantha let out a deep, gravelly moan as Raleigh continued nipping at her breast. He set her down so his cock would lie against her clit and he could thrust and grind against her, controlling if and when she would climax.
Raleigh held her close as her breasts touched his chest. Grabbing a fist of Samantha’s hair, he lightly tugged to pull her head back, then covered her lips with his, kissing her, a deep molten lava kiss that melted her into his arms. Their tongues danced as Raleigh then began to thrust his hips into hers, sending waves of pleasure through her core as he held her mouth over his, taking in each moan and gasp as he thrust his cock over her clitoris.
Raleigh continued his movements, and Samantha’s breathing became a deep, shallow moaning and quickened with each upward thrust of his cock against her. Tightening his grip on her, Raleigh kissed down her neck then whispered in her ear with an evil, devilish smile, “All right, that’s all you get!”
A grunted moan escaped Samantha’s lips as she tried to compose herself. She pouted, which made Raleigh smile as he leaned in to kiss her again then untied the scarf that covered her eyes and placed it on the floor by the tub. “We will put that back on in a few minutes, but right now I wanna see those beautiful eyes, the eyes I fell in love with, the eyes that made my heart melt from the moment I laid my own on you so many years ago in that helicopter over the mountains of Afghanistan. I know you think it’s crazy, but I fell in love with you at that moment. I searched for you on my own when I got back but had no luck; I had pretty much had given up hope of ever finding you until fate intervened and brought us together,” he said, cupping her cheek, pulling her in closer then lightly kissing her other cheek. “I am the luckiest man alive, and hands down, baby, you are the light that lit that dark tunnel I was stuck in, and if I died today, I would die a happy man.”
***
Samantha
A single tear fell down her cheek as her eyes began to well up. She sat staring back at him. She didn’t struggle to find just the right words this time; she just let the words flow. “Raleigh, you are the one man, the only man I want to spend the rest of my life with. You came into my life at a time when I had given up on ever finding the one. You have taken me to places in my heart I thought long since hidden and locked away, and I have done things with you I never dreamed possible. You are the one person I can truly count on, the one I can be myself with, my true self, you are my best friend and my greatest lover. You are everything I hoped for and dreamed of my entire life. You are my fairytale come true; you are my Rhett, my Lancelot, all rolled into one incredibly sexy, smart, honorable, loyal and one of a kind man. I am the luckiest woman in the world.”
Raleigh stood up and reached down for Samantha’s hand and helped her to her feet. Stepping out of the tub onto the cold floor, she shivered, and her nipples stood erect as she stopped naked, the bubbles sliding down her body. Raleigh bent down and grabbed the scarf, tying it around her eyes again, then guided her to the balcony. Bubbles still covered most of her body, and the cool stinging rain hit Samantha’s skin, washing the bubbles away. As the rain came down harder, Raleigh guided her against the wall, covering her body with his as the rain washed down their skin. He lifted her chin, then leaned in and covered her lips with his.
Still blindfolded, the flood of feelings were starting to overwhelm Sam but intoxicated her at the same time. The sting of the rain, the coolness of the rain drops as they poured over their bodies, the feel of Raleigh’s warmth against her skin—all aimed to do one thing—to make her experience without looking—only feeling. Never knowing when a new experience was coming or what he would do next was more than erotic; it was mesmerizing. All her thoughts went to him, and what he would do next, she felt his breath as he moved in closer, and her skin felt on fire as goose bumps covered her body and her pussy filled with her juices.
Finally, Raleigh scooped her up in his arms and took her back into the room. The aroma of flowers and spices enticed her senses as he set her down on the couch. Spreading her legs open, her eyes still covered, he kissed her, their kiss so deep the hair on the back of her neck stood straight up. He positioned himself between her thighs as he kissed her, then inch by waiting inch he moved to her breasts, squeezing, sucking, and licking in a feverous pace. Kissing down her torso till he reached her shaven pussy, and taking two fingers, he slid them into her as he took his tongue and licked and sucked her clit, making her moan and squirm in pleasure.
Taking both of her legs, he swung them over his shoulders then lifted her up to a frontal ride on his shoulders. His tongue never leaving, he sucked her juices as they continued to flow, lapping them as she started to cum and he felt the warmth of her orgasm against his tongue. He placed her on the back of the couch to better position himself to continue to lap and lick her pussy until she begged him to stop. He refused; instead he picked her up, laid her down on the floor, and said, “Don’t move, don’t say a word. I will be right back.”
Samantha felt him as he rose to his feet, and she could hear his footsteps as he walked across the room. Her other senses were heightened, the sounds and touches tenfold more sensitive; it was so erotic and beyond anything she had ever experienced before. She wanted him so badly—the feel of his body on hers, the feel of his breath on her skin. She especially loved the way he would tease her as he lay her on her stomach to rub her back. He would make sure to get close enough that she could feel his breath on her spine; it tickled and drove her wild with pleasure.
Sitting up, she tried to listen to what he was up to, but all she could hear was the rustling of a bag then the sound of a zipper. She heard Raleigh say, “Samantha Katie O’Hara, did I tell you that you could sit up? Lay your cute ass back down. I got something real special in mind for you.”
She complied and waited for him to return. She felt the anticipation building in her stomach, and as she lay there waiting, it became more intense. Her stomach roared and rumbled, not from hunger as she thought but sickness. Feeling like she was going to throw up, she quickly jumped to her feet and started off toward the bathroom, trying to pull the scarf off. In the process, she tripped over Raleigh’s boot and landed face first on the floor. Raleigh started to help her up at the same time she was getting up, and she smacked his chin with the top of her head. It took all she had to grab the trash can that sat near the dresser before she lost her lunch. Raleigh still rubbed his chin and stood next to her, helping to keep her hair out of the way. When it was all over, Samantha was mortified and tried to brush it off as she got up off the floor and went to brush her teeth.
“What a way to set the mood,” she said, laughing and trying to change the subject.
“Sammie, are you okay? I am a little worried about you with all that has been going on,” Raleigh asked, waiting for her reply.
“I didn’t miss, did I?” she said, still attempting to modify the conversation, but Raleigh wouldn’t fall for it.
“Sammie, are you okay?” he repeated.
“Yes, I’m fine. Just had a bit of an upset stomach. It’s been going on a few days. I think I just got a bit of a stomach bug. I will be all right,” she explained as Raleigh wrapped one of the hotel robes around her.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Raleigh asked as he helped her to the bed. “We have our whole lives to experience each other. We could’ve just came in and cuddled. I worry about you. You are forever getting your ass kicked and getting yourself hurt. I swear you are like that cousin Oliver from The Brady Bunch. That boy got into more trouble than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rockin’ chairs.”
Samantha let out a huge laugh as she heard his newest saying. She did love the way he made her feel and the way he made her laugh like she never had before, and he made her happy.
“I don’t know, if it keeps up, I will go on sick call and get checked out, but for now I am gonna go brush my teeth,” she promised as she got up and headed to the bathroom. “Do you think we can just stay in and call room service?”
“Anything you want, Sammie. I’d be happy as a pig in shit to stay in bed with you the rest of the evening, have dinner in bed, and just cuddle with you. I sure hate that you aren’t feeling good, but I’ll do my best to make ya feel better,” he confessed.
Samantha smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him towards her. “Fitz, darlin’, I think I will take you up on that offer.”
Raleigh picked her up and carried her to the bed, covered her with the blanket, and said, “Sammie, leave it all in my hands. I got this. Dinner in bed, a movie and…”
Samantha interrupted him mid-sentence. “Oreo cookies and ice cream. Please,” she begged.
“Anything you want, my queen. I am at your command,” he teased as he bowed in front of the bed. As he stood, Samantha threw a decorative pillow his way, hitting him squarely in the face. He laughed as he picked the pillow up and tossed it her way. “Looks like you didn’t miss this time!” he joked as he ran for the phone to call room service. “I give! You win!” he pleaded, pointing at the phone and laughing. “You win!” He winked at her and blew her a kiss. “You win!”
Samantha smiled, her face grew soft and blissful, and she replied, “Yes, Fitz, I hit the jackpot with you. You are amazing.”