Kaya and I couldn’t keep our hands off of each other during the ride to my hotel. As soon as I told the driver which hotel we were headed, Kaya straddled my lap in the back seat, making her skirt ride high on her thighs, and started kissing me like crazy.

She reached down and stroked my hard cock through my jeans and guided my hand to her now spread open soaking wet pussy with her other hand. She didn’t even care if the cabbie watched as we practically got it on in the cab. This chick was a freak, and I was loving it!

She was so wet. I slid my fingers up and down the outside of her slit, rubbing her with just enough pressure to give her pleasure, but not a release. She groaned loudly into my mouth as I pushed a finger inside her tight, hot, slippery cunt. I started to finger fuck her adding another finger inside and then added pressure to her clit with my palm. Just as she got close, the car began to slow to a stop.

“That’ll be $20,” the driver said with a straight face, hardly glancing over his shoulder. He probably sees this type of stuff all the time. I mean we are in Vegas after all. I gave him $25 and told him thanks.

Kaya slid off my lap as we came to a stop and adjusted her clothing as we climbed out. I grabbed her hand and led her into the hotel. The concierge smiled knowingly at me as we walked past her. I had to remember to tip her for her club suggestion tomorrow. We took the elevator to the 15^th floor and I led the way to my room. The airline always put us up in pretty decent places, so the beds were almost always nice, and I didn’t have to pay a dime for it. One of the many perks of being a pilot.

Once the door was opened, and I pulled her inside, our hands groped franticly. I pushed her up against the wall again and touched her everywhere I could reach, my hands sliding to the bottom of her dress and pushing it up. Our mouths fused together. Tongues clashing. Teeth nipping. She pulled back; sucking in some much-needed air and slowly backed into the room.

“Let’s finish what we started in that cab, shall we, Jax?” she reached for the hem of her dress and slowly pulled it up over her curves.

“Leave on your shoes,” I commanded as she started to toe them off. I stood back and watched her debating on whether to follow my order or not for a few seconds. Her body was beautiful and I couldn’t wait to touch and taste her again, but I liked the buildup and knew it would make everything that much better in the end. She yielded to my command and kept her heels on.

I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks, then I started unbuttoning my shirt. As I pulled it from my shoulders, I could tell she was fascinated with what she saw. I worked hard for these muscles and this six-pack. It was nice to see them appreciated.

Next I reached for my belt buckle, unclasped it and pulled it off. Her eyes stayed glued to my hands the whole time. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a condom. The jeans came off next, and since I always go commando I was naked and ready to go. Her eyes got even bigger as they focused on my cock, impressed by its length and size.

I stalked towards her, watching her back up as I advanced until she was up against the side of the bed. She reached out and trailed her fingers over my abs and below to my cock.

I tossed the condom on the nightstand and pushed her back onto the bed. She went willingly. Once I had her on her back, I pulled her ass to the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide open, holding her heels in my hands. She watched me with those light blue eyes. I hooked her heels onto the side of the bed frame, slid my hands up her thighs, parted her lips with my thumbs and stared at her bare cunt. It was pink and swollen from being so aroused, and wet, oh so wet.

I dropped to my knees and kissed my way up from her heels to her wetness, building her anticipation even more, then switched and did the same up the other leg. She was panting, her hips thrusting, her pussy seeking the release that I was withholding. I watched as I pushed first one, then a second, and finally a third of my long fingers inside of her. It always amazed me how a pussy would open up to whatever size it needed to accommodate. I took my free hand and stroked her clit with it.

“You like that, don’t you?” Knowing the answer simply from the way her body was responding.

“Yes,” she whispered, her hands were squeezing her tits. Her moans intensified as her pussy started clenching my fingers and I knew she was close. I stopped touching her clit with my hand and started sucking on it instead, as I continued to fuck her with my fingers.

“Do you want me to make you cum with my hands and mouth or with my cock?” I murmured against her sensitive flesh.

She didn’t answer and just continued to moan and grind on my face. I pulled back slightly, my hand the only thing still touching her. “I need you to tell me what you want, Kaya. How do you want to cum?”

“Like this,” she gasped.

“I need you to be more explicit than that, baby. Tell me what you want,” I told her as I stopped everything that I was doing and looked her in the eye.

She closed her eyes deciding if once again she wanted to yield to my orders, but her need to cum was far greater than being embarrassed about saying a couple of dirty words. Her eyes opened and the words I wanted to hear tumbled from her mouth, “I want you to finger fuck my pussy and suck on my clit until I cum.”

I felt my cock spring up at the words she so desperately fought to say.

“Good girl, now you’ll get your reward,” I said with my mouth once more pressed against her slit. I sucked on her clit and swirled it with my tongue. Then I took both of my thumbs and pushed them inside of her. I took turns sliding them in and out and when I sensed she was right about to cum, I pulled my thumbs out to the sides stretching her open even more, wiggling one back and forth over her g-spot.

She came with a long series of gasps and moans, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, fuck yeah! Fuck, fuck, fuck meeeee… Oh my God!”

I’d never get tired of that sound. I loved getting off myself, but I wasn’t a selfish lover and there was something primal about getting a woman off that made it that much better.

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the condom, putting it on. Kaya was still coming down from her orgasm when I shoved deep inside her tight little cunt. Even though I had thoroughly warmed her up, she was still a snug fit. Her eyes flew open and she gasped again. I started thrusting, still standing on the side of the bed. I had a great view of my cock sliding in and out from here. It was a sight I’d never get sick of seeing. She wrapped her legs around my ass. I could feel the points of her heels digging into the back of my thighs, but there was no pain. It only spurred me on.

Watching was bringing me close to the brink though, so instead, I looked up at her face and reached for her nipple, which I started tweaking between my thumb and pointer finger. Releasing her nipple, I grasped her breast and began kneading it and then leaned forward to suck her hardened tip. I knew the change in angle would help stimulate her clit again. Her hips were rocking and she was grinding on me like she hadn’t just cum a few moments before. I felt her muscles begin to contract and knew she was close again. If I timed it right, when she came, her orgasm would milk the cum right out of my cock.

“You liked me looking at your pink, wet pussy earlier, didn’t you? The way my mouth was sucking your clit and my fingers worked your pussy over making you cum? You like this big cock fucking you bringing you another orgasm? I can tell how close you are. Your tight little hole keeps squeezing my cock. Tell me when you’re about to cum,” I whispered in her ear.

That must’ve done it, because suddenly she was screaming “Now, now, now, I’m cumming now, Jax!”

Sweet, sweet music to my ears. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her as deep as I could, over and over again, until I felt my spine tingle and my balls get tight seconds before my own release washed over me. “Ugh…” I moaned as I felt the cum spray out of my cock. I let the weight of my body rest on my elbows on either side of her head for a few seconds until my breathing normalized. I withdrew and tied off the condom, dropping it in the bathroom trash. I brought her back a warm washcloth to clean up with.

She looked up at me suddenly all shy again, “Is it okay if I stay?”

“Sure, you can stay.” I wasn’t going to kick her out. I mean what if I wanted to fuck her again in a little while? She was definitely a good fuck. There were thousands of dirty ideas of what else I’d like to do with her running around through my mind.

I helped her slip off her shoes, pulled the sheet back and watched her climb inside. I climbed in after her. I reached around and grabbed one firm breast in my hand, falling into a contented sleep. I woke a few hours later to have her again, and then once more again in the early, early morning.

Once the sun had officially risen, I realized I didn’t know a whole lot about her, aside from what she liked in bed. She had already gotten out of the bed and was slipping her dress back on. She had a killer body even in the daylight.

“Are you from Vegas?”

“Yeah,” she replied softly, one hand braced on the wall as she slipped on her shoe.

“What’s wrong?” I knew something was up from looking at her sad features.

“It’s just that, well,” she stammered slightly, “I don’t usually do this, but the sex was so good with you. I’m a little bummed we won’t get to continue this. I saw your uniform and know that you must be a pilot. I’m assuming you are just passing through since you are staying in a hotel room.”

“Ah. You’re correct, but I do come through Vegas fairly often. Maybe you can give me your number and we can get together on those nights that I’m ‘passing through’ as you put it.” I stood and pulled on my jeans.

“I think I’d like that,” she smiled as she scrawled her number on the notepad by the bed. I took it and walked her to the elevator. I gave her a long kiss goodbye and told her I’d be in touch.

“Bye, Jax,” she looked down just as the doors slid closed.

I had to admit, I didn’t usually call them again post-hookup, but she was phenomenal and could quite possibly become my regular Vegas thing. I still had a few hours before my show time, so I walked back to my room, hopped in the shower to wake myself up and then headed to the gym.