Chapter Six

Anthony

Taking the elevator up to the suite, I leaned against the side and smiled to myself. Sure, I was feeling extremely confident, who wouldn’t? I slid out of the elevator and across the hall to the room, walking in and tossing my wallet and keys on the side table inside of the door. The place was immaculate as always and would definitely impress Eliza if she chose to come up. She was really hard to read, and I didn’t know if she would actually come up to the room or not. I really hoped that she would since I had pulled out all the stops to get her there. One minute she was clinging to my side, and the next she was smiling and leaning back away from me. It was crazy confusing. I still wasn’t even sure why I was going out of my way like this. Sure, she was beautiful, but I could find beautiful anywhere to sleep with. This girl was doing something to my head, and though I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not, I was absolutely decided that I wanted to sleep with her.

The night before was insane, and I lay in bed thinking about her for most of the evening. No girl besides Amy had done that to me before, and I wasn’t sure how to take it. She was gorgeous in every single way, and though I was sure she was a top-notch human, I had prided myself for the last ten years on not letting anyone get close to me like that. It was almost a mantra for me now. Pick a girl up, sweeten her up, and then bang her. I never told these girls I was interested in anything other than sex, and when they asked for my number I always explained that they were awesome, but I just wasn’t interested in something long-term. I didn’t always get the best response, but at least I was honest.

There had been a couple of girls who tried to change me, including the last one, but I was quicker and smarter, seeing it coming a mile away. The one thing I liked about Eliza was that she seemed to know this, and she made her decisions with that exact thing in mind. However, her response to my ring was definitely surprising, but I guessed that any woman would act that way in that specific situation. I’m wining and dining them, and all of a sudden they realize or think they realize that they are the other woman. It can’t be a good feeling at all. For me, it was just another thing that I had to explain that I didn’t want to.

My thoughts went awry as I turned at the sound of the lock clicking. Slowly the door opened and in walked Eliza, her eyes darkening. I thought there would be a long conversation preceding the events, but she had other things on her mind. She raced toward me, throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me passionately. She tasted sweet like wine, and I dove my tongue into her mouth. We stepped back into the sitting area, pulling each other’s clothes off as we walked. There was a trail leading from the doorway to the couch.

I stopped her as we reached the couch and took the rest of her clothes off, pulling her satin panties down with it. She looked up at me as I reached down and grabbed her ass, picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist. I turned and sat down on the couch, feeling her wetness against my rock-hard shaft. She unhooked her legs and pulled herself onto her knees, reaching down between her legs and grabbing my cock by the base. There was no time for foreplay in this scenario, and she slowly slid her wet pussy down my cock, gasping as it filled up her small frame.

I latched my hands onto her hips and began to pull her up and down, feeling every inch of her as I went. She was so tight and wet, and I groaned loudly at the feeling. As I pushed her body down, I thrust my hips upward, hearing the sound of our skin slapping against each other. She leaned her head back and growled as her tits bounced up and down in front of my face. She was so sexy, and I could feel the orgasm begin to simmer in my stomach.

Eliza put her hands on my shoulders and used them for leverage as she pushed her knees out and opened her hips to take me in even deeper. She screamed out in pleasure as her clit bounced off my skin, and I could feel her fingers tightening around my shoulders. Her muscles began to spasm as she arched her back and sat down hard, grinding against me and moaning. As she took in a deep breath, I could feel the ripples inside of her move down my shaft, and her juices exploded around my cock.

I grunted, trying to hold off until she was finished to have my own pleasure. I flipped her over on her back and dug my cock deep inside of her, feeling her pulsating around me. I thrust my hips fast and hard, gripping the couch arm above her head. I pulled my leg up for leverage and pushed deep over and over, until finally my body began to tighten and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I sat up, pulling her body into me, and groaned, thrusting short and hard as my cock pulsated and exploded inside of her. She grabbed her tits and moaned as the feeling pushed through her.

The electricity was absolutely insane, and once my muscles had begun to relax, I collapsed onto her, laying my head between her breasts. We lay there quietly for several moments, trying to recoup our bodies and what they had just gone through. My heart was beating so fast, and I could barely catch my breath. I could feel Eliza reach up and run her hands through my hair and down my back, relaxing the tension in my shoulders.

Finally, my body had found a good pulse, and I pushed my arms under Eliza’s body and held her close to me. It had been a really long time since I had felt that content, never taking the time to cuddle and relax with a woman after sex. But Eliza was different, and I knew she would be when I rented the suite. I knew that it wouldn’t be a really good fuck and then I was off. I seriously considered just lying there for the unforeseen future, too comfortable and content to move a muscle. I could feel Eliza relax beneath me, and I looked up her smiling. She giggled and continued to rub her fingers down my back, putting me in a trance of relaxation. The room was so quiet that I had a hard time keeping myself awake. I just wanted to drift off to sleep, but I knew that wasn’t an option at that moment.

We must have laid there for about an hour, just sitting in the quiet and enjoying each other’s warmth. When she took in a deep breath and looked at her watch, I sat up, giving her some space. She leaned forward and kissed my mouth, smiling as she stood up and began to collect our clothing. She handed me my things and then pulled her bra and panties on, standing in the light from the windows and looking absolutely amazing. She pulled the sweater over her head and walked into the bathroom, where she put some water on her hair to calm down the craziness from our lovemaking.

I pulled on my pants and shirt and sat down, pulling on my Sperrys and then grabbing my keys and wallet from the side table. I could tell that she wanted to go home, so I wasn’t going to press the issue. I wanted her to feel comfortable. She walked out of the bathroom and kissed me on the cheek.

“I have to get home,” she whispered. “I have classes in the morning.”

I nodded at her, looking down at her with excited eyes. We left the hotel and jumped into my car, and headed over to her place. We sat there riding through the streets of New York, grasping each other’s hand but not speaking. It wasn’t an awkward silence, but instead extremely calming and comforting. In fact, I was starting to become aware of how comfortable I was, and it was making me feel like I had made a mistake. I was the hard-ass that didn’t get involved, but there I was, not wanting to take this woman home. I was starting to be not okay with my feelings for her. She was so beautiful and so mighty, and I almost felt overwhelmed by it all.

When we pulled up in front of her place, she sighed, putting her hands in her lap and smiling at me. I got out of the car and walked around, helping her onto the curb. I looked up and down the street and chuckled at all the street vendors still out on a Sunday evening. I offered Eliza my arm and walked her gingerly to her door, stopping when we reached the entryway.

“Thank you so much,” she said. “I had an absolutely amazing time.”

“Thank you for going along with it,” I said. “Most women wouldn’t be too keen on the surprises.”

“I like surprises,” she said smiling, her cheeks glimmering under the setting sun. She looked like an angel standing there on her doorstep, and my heart flip-flopped in my chest.

No matter how uncomfortable I was with being comfortable, I was completely and utterly drawn to this woman. I stepped forward and reached my hand up, cupping her cheek and kissing her lips. My movements were soft at first but then turned to passion, letting my inhibitions run free in the warm autumn light with this amazing woman. Our kiss lasted several moments, and when I pulled away we were both breathless.

“Wow,” she said giggling, her cheeks blushing.

“Have dinner with me on Tuesday?”

“I would love to,” she said. “I’m off at six.”

“Perfect,” I replied. “Does eight sound okay?”

“You mean you aren’t going to give me only forty-five minutes like last time?”

I laughed and kissed her one last time before turning and walking down the stairs and onto the sidewalk. When I reached the bottom, I looked back at her and she was biting her lip and waving. I chuckled to myself and waved back, climbing into the car and watching her slip away into the apartment complex. I knew I shouldn’t have asked her to dinner—I needed to stop all of this, but it came out of my mouth as if my brain were fighting against me.

As we drove off, I tried to push the feeling of excitement out of my chest, but I couldn’t. I was right back where I was the other night, lost in my thoughts about this amazing girl who I’d just met. It had been the absolute perfect date, and I was impressed with myself for coming up with it. However, it was Eliza’s energy and light that made it so good—I just scheduled the logistics. I didn’t know what I was doing, but I did know I needed to think long and hard because I already knew that I didn’t want to hurt this girl in any way, and that was what I seemed to be best at.