ANDREW could barely keep his hands off Abby on the way up to his suite. He kissed her on the elevator, and felt her leg slide up and down his calf as she clung to him. They hurried off the elevator when it arrived on his floor, and by the time they were at his door, they were both panting hard with need.

He fumbled with his room key card—more so because her face was nuzzled into his chest, and rather distracting. He managed to open it, but not quickly enough. A well-dressed older couple walked past them as he unlocked the door, and shook their heads in seeming condemnation. He nodded politely, and Abby let out a short nervous giggle as they passed by.

“You don’t know them, do you?” she asked.

“No. But they may know my father. Doesn’t matter. Now get in here.”

When they were inside, she pulled him away from the door and stepped back into the adjacent wall. Her body met the wall so quickly, he heard the back of her head hit it and bounce forward.

“Are you okay?” he asked, reaching behind her to cradle her head.

“I’m great. I want you so bad.”

He would have checked it out to make sure—it hit pretty hard—but her lips were already on his. The moment for stopping this wild ride was long past. Her slender arms wrapped and tightened around him, nearly driving the air from his lungs.

“I can’t wait, Andrew. I need you.”

Her voice was like kindling to a small flame. He groaned, and ground his already erect cock into her yielding stomach. Abby writhed at the feel of his hardness and stopped for a moment, looking around like she had no idea how they had gotten to his suite. They were in his living room, but she looked like she had no idea how they made it there.

“Everything okay?”

“Perfect,” she answered, furiously undoing his belt and then unzipping his fly. She looked up, smiling seductively at him. “I’m ready for the real dessert.”

“Mmmmm,” he moaned, reaching for the back of her dress. He undid her zipper from below the nape of her neck, all the way down to her pelvic bone. “I’ve got a bed in one of the next rooms over there.” He turned his head slightly and motioned with his chin.

Her eyes pierced his as she pulled her dress off her shoulders. She tugged it down past her hips and took her panties with it. They crumpled at her feet. She let out a sexy growl, cutting off his idea while he pulled his eyes away from her stare to admire her gorgeous body. She unsnapped the back of her bra and let it fall off her shoulders.

“No. Here against the wall. Rough. Dirty. Hot.”

He couldn’t argue with that logic. “Okay.” he gave in. He was more than willing to yield to her desires.

He reached up and took her cheeks in his palms, lowering his mouth back down to hers. He sealed his lips to hers, building friction by rubbing them across his own. His hands shifted to the back of her neck again, cradling her head with tenderness, tilting it up and swirling his tongue within her mouth. They both groaned, pressing their bodies closer together.

Her hands dropped back to the sides of his undone waistband and deftly pushed them down until his pants fell to the floor around his shoes. He growled into her mouth as she snaked her hands into his boxers and grasped his cock.

“Oh God, Abby.”

Her talented hands pumped him with a mix of grace and intensity. It was all he could do, to let his large hands fall to her ass and lift her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her unrelenting fingers into his back as she held on. His hands clung desperately on her ass cheeks as he pressed her against the wall this time.

He crouched down slightly, grabbed her ankles with one hand and held her aloft to work his boxers down his legs. The cool blast of air conditioning on his hot, hard member had him ready to let out another growl into her ear. It was a shocking boost to his arousal.

He maneuvered her back down to his rock hard cock as she kissed his neck hungrily. Every touch of her lips made him salivate at the thought of being inside her. Soon, very soon. When he stood back upright, locking her tiny ankles behind his hips, he claimed her mouth in a searing, passionate kiss. Moaning into her mouth, his body shuddered as her own sultry moans echoed back down his throat.

She pulled out of the kiss and tipped her head down to watch as he drove his cock into her warm, wet, hot channel. It was both stimulating and inspiring as his mind entered the next world. No wonder men had written poetry and died over this. She opened softly, like a flower—a morning glory before the rising sun. Her channel was already prepared; ready and wet.

He pulled out almost the whole way and re-entered her only a bit, just barely breaching the ring of her soft muscles as they tightened around his shaft. He flexed his knees and thrust inside again. She rotated her pelvis as he did, changing the angle, and allowing him a greater and more fulfilling space to occupy.

“Andrew…,” she whimpered.

He pulled back halfway within her soft, tight folds, loving her reaction as she bucked her hips wildly. His thick cock stroked her inner walls. It felt totally foreign to all the other times they had made love. Things got better with time. She was a perfect fit for his body.

“Oh, fuck!” She cried out. He jolted at the abruptness of her words. He was usually so much more aware of when she was about to come, and this time, she fluttered and contracted against his hardness in a thoroughly new way. God, she felt amazing. He tried to stay in control but couldn’t—as he pulled his cock back out and slammed it inside her twice, his will gave way. He came. She relaxed her back and loosened her hold on his waist when he flooded her womb.

He lowered his head to her shoulder, letting the pleasure take hold of his body, but keeping her safely pinned against the wall. Abby may have been satiated a minute ago, but she was ready to go again. He saw her shoulders brace against on the wall behind her, pushing herself back for added friction.

His body responded quickly to her motions. She gripped onto him again and rocked her hips on his almost ready cock; helping him along, he gathered. It was gentle, just enough to get them both aroused again. He loved that she wasn’t the passive type, and took such an energetic role during their erotic play. He felt her knees spread wider. It intensified the contact between his lower stomach and her clit. And enough to bring him back to a full erection.

He worked a hand under her ass and half supported her. With the other hand, he collected her wrists from his shoulders and lifted them over her head, pinning her to the wall. This action lifted her breasts within reach of his mouth. He loved every inch of her body, and moaned as his tongue made contact with her nipples. He circled each one and nipped teasingly at each peak. She groaned and seemed to wriggle her wrists for more control. This time, he wasn’t ready to let her have her way.

“Trust me, Abby,” he whispered. “I’ll take good care of your sweet, hot pussy.”

With his cock repeatedly burying into her, and his lips tugging on her breast, he was dangerously close to coming again. If she didn’t find her orgasm soon, he was going to come way too fast. Far too fast.

He knew he had hung in there just long enough when she lifted her hips, pushed her clit up against him, and ground her mound down the base of his cock. Her channel fluttered and soaked his cock. The sensation was so powerful, he jolted for one more deep lunge and filled her completely with his release. He hung on to her, and she to him, joined so deeply, he couldn’t feel where he ended and she began.

Their session against the wall was not meant to end there, it seemed. After a few minutes, he felt her take his ear between her lips and her hips writhed on him again.

“More,” she whispered, so softly he almost didn’t hear her.

He released her arms and licked a trail up her throat, relishing her taste as he let his arousal build up again. His balls and upper thighs were dripping with their joint releases by then, and the air conditioned environment cooled him there, making him feel the sharp contrast to his hot cock inside her. She bit on his ear lobes playfully, and his cock stood at attention inside her in no time.

He was grateful for her slender frame, and his attention to fitness over the years. His bad knee would have given way minutes ago against that wall if things were different. He quickened his pace with the thought, pounding into her welcoming pussy as she begged him to fuck her harder. He forced himself to relax the muscles in that leg, shifting his weight to the other, and gaining a whole new angle in which to impale this beautiful creature in his arms.

“My clit is so swollen, Andrew. It’s throbbing for you. I’m gonna come again, baby…”

Her climax was music to his ears and soon his own followed as her moans pushed him over the edge for a third time. As he concluded his assault, her orgasm seemed to reach a new summit. He erupted, wildly pounding her ass into the wall. She shrieked so loud, he was certain if anyone was passing by their door now, they would hear. It didn’t matter at all to him. He loved her cries of pleasure, and the sounds of slapping flesh surrounding them as he finished.

She pressed her cheek to his and smiled. “Sorry,” she said between pants.

“For what?”

She looked down between their bodies. “I was the one who begged for rough and dirty, wasn’t I?”

He laughed as he carried her to bed. She never failed to surprise him.