Xavier
“Your bill sir,” the waiter calls out.
“Charge it to my room,” I say as I walk out with Leah literally in my arms. Even though the hotel lobby is empty I pay special attention to the way I carry her so she looks elegant in my grasp.
And once I kissed her there was no denying what was going to happen next. The way she kissed me back instantly told me she felt the same way I did about her. I can’t believe her brother told us each that the other was gay. There are a lot of ways he could have communicated that he didn’t want us to be together, but lying certainly wasn’t one. It had worked though, until it didn’t work any longer.
And after all these years of pent up lust, thoughts, and emotions from both of us towards the other it was time to let them out.
We enter the elevator and her arms wrap around my neck bringing her face closer to mine. We’re kissing passionately and before I know it the door is open to our floor.
I step out not even caring who sees. I want her more than anything and I’m prouder than anything that I’ve got her.
I practically run us to the door and the minute we’re through we’re tearing at each other’s clothes.
It’s a race to get undressed first and even though I have on a suit and she has on a dress, panties, a bra and shoes I’m almost out of my clothes quicker than she is.
A part of me wants to slow this entire process down, but I just can’t. When you’ve wanted someone for so, so long and you finally have them in your grasp you don’t fumble the opportunity. You go straight for it. I’m not a scarcity mindset kind of person, but right now I’ll do anything to feel her bare body against mine as soon as possible. I have to. I need to before someone wakes me up and tells me I’m dreaming and that this isn’t finally happening.
And it’s happening so fast that it’s only making me that much harder and much more feral for her.
She takes a step toward me as I step towards her, scooping her up in my arms. Her legs wrap around my lower back as my hands grab her butt hard, holding her suspended in mid air.
Our faces devour each other’s. There’s nothing soft or tender about these kisses. Romance will have to wait. And there will be romance. There are so many things I want to do for her. Picnics in Central Park. Boat rides around the Statue of Liberty. Trips to the Hamptons. And that’s just for starters.
We’ve got so much lost time to make up for.
I feel her nails dig into my back causing my cock to twitch leading it to brush over her pussy. She’s dripping wet already and I know I’ve got pre-come covering the end of my rod. We’re so primed for each other.
I feel her ass tighten as she lifts her body up in my hands and repositions her opening directly over my maxed out erection. I work out constantly and my blood flow is beyond good. I know I’m hung, but this is next level. I literally didn’t know my dick could get this big and thick and hard. It’s her. It can only be because of her. My body is telling me this is right. This is meant to be.
And when she lowers herself down onto me it just reaffirms what I already knew.
First my grasp on her weakens as all my feeling goes to my groin, but then suddenly every muscle in my body flexes causing my grip to return as I lift her up and lower her back down on top of me again.
I feel her pull her chest in harder against mine. Her nipples are pressed against my chest. They’re so hard I swear they could cut glass and it’s too much to take.
Her hips move forward and back as she grinds her pussy into me as I lift and lower and lift and lower her faster and faster filling her every time.
“Uhhh,” escapes her mouth followed by a moan. I feel her walls tighten closing in on my cock like a vice grip just before a series of pulses and I watch her body spasm as she climaxes.
Feeling her climax pushes me over the top and I erupt inside her filling her with my sperm and a thought flashes in my mind that I need her to get pregnant from this. I need her to have my baby. My hips buck forward and up, my body subconsciously thinking the same making sure I’m as deep inside her as I possibly can be ensuring the greatest chance we’ll conceive.
I’ve never been out of control like this before and I’ve never felt so alive. Ten minutes ago we were leaving the lobby. Now here we are capping off a mutual desire that’s been years in the making.
And we’re just getting started. The night is still young, at least when you have as much desire for someone as I do for her. The night will always be young in our case. And the way she makes me feel will keep me just as youthful, vibrant, and full of life.
Her head buries in my shoulder before she pulls back and then comes forward again, kissing me hard.
“That was incredible,” she says.
“You’re incredible,” I say.
“You’re incredible.”
“Let’s do it again.”
I walk over towards the bed, my cock still inside her.
I lay her down softly making sure that our bodies don’t separate.
I’m still hard as a rock but now it’s time for some tenderness. I kiss her gently on the neck and begin the exploration process that I’ve dreamed about for so long.
I want to know about every part of her. And then when I do I want to go back and rediscover her all over again, and again, and again.
Tonight. Tomorrow. Next week. Next month. Next year. Forever.