Cruz
I effortlessly picked Alexandra up and put her onto my shoulder, carrying her into the hotel in a fireman's carry. It was the only way I thought I could get her into the hotel without us fucking in the street or in the lobby.
I wanted to at least get to the elevator…
Incredulous eyes were on me as I carried Alexandra through the door and towards the elevator, her squeals attracting attention and a few raised eyebrows. But I didn’t give a fuck. In fact, I was enjoying myself.
Plus, Alexandra’s commotion thankfully drew everyone's attention away from the massive erection clearly visible through my suit pants.
There was an awkward exchange with the bellboy at the elevator, who didn’t know where to look.
“Top floor,” I said, hoping the elevator would hurry the fuck up.
Luckily, it did.
The bellboy sensibly decided not to follow us in. Neither did the other guests who’d arrived behind me.
The doors slid closed behind us, and I pressed the button for the top floor.
I was still holding Alexandra over my shoulder. She had started squirming. “You can put me down now,” she whispered in my ear.
“Whatever you say, miss.” I grabbed her under her arms and lowered her onto my chest, holding her so that her face was in front of mine. She draped her arms over my shoulders and wrapped her legs around my hips. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her close to me. Her dress had lifted, and I felt the warmth from her seeping through onto my cock.
I kissed her gently on the lips, and she kissed me back passionately. Her tongue entered my mouth, caressing mine slowly. Her mouth tasted sweet as I returned the kiss, passion increasing as she grabbed the back of my neck, caressing me with her hand. I ground her onto me, slowly and rhythmically.
The smell of her was wonderful, a mixture of fresh sweat and the hormones that came with it, mixed with a musky perfume. I could barely control the strong desire I had to rip her clothes off.
I heard the elevator ping behind me.
Our lips still locked, I carried her through the corridor and into her suite.
She took her face away from mine and stared at me, her big eyes locked onto mine. Her cheeks were flushed as she spoke.
“You’re so strong,” she said, her voice deep with lust. “I want you to fuck me, Cruz. Now.”
I carried her over to a large ornate desk, and swept it clean with one strong brush of my arm. A few items clattered to the floor. Something smashed, but I didn’t give a fuck.
I placed her down on her butt onto the desk and opened her legs with my strong hands. She groaned with pleasure.
I lifted her dress up over her hips, revealing her soaking wet, skimpy panties beneath. I could see the shape of her pussy, swollen with arousal.
I lifted the dress farther, pausing to grab her breasts through the dress. Even my big hands couldn't encompass them completely. I squeezed them together, feeling her hard nipples on my palm as she groaned a second time.
She tugged at the dress herself, pulling it over her head. I watched as her plump breasts bounced slightly after being released by the confines of her clothing. They were by far the nicest breasts I’d seen, full and round. Pert, with big nipples hard with desire.
I grabbed them a second time, the feel of the soft flesh under my tough hands driving me into a sexual trance. Nothing else mattered.
I slid my hands down her sides and hips, pausing to grab her ass, pushing her legs back as I pushed my cock into her again, teasing. She pushed back, and we ground against each other, rhythm increasing in pace, and we locked eyes.
She was so beautiful. All I wanted to do was make her happy, the only way I knew how.
I grabbed the top of her panties and pulled them slowly down her legs, my eyes still on hers. I peeled them down past her knees and stepped back to pull them off completely, flinging them over my shoulder.
She was completely naked, her legs open, sitting on the desk, staring at me. My gaze wandered down her body to her pussy. It was swollen and glistening with arousal. She ran her hand down her stomach, pushing two fingers into herself. Her eyes half closed, she moaned my name.
I threw my suit off as quickly as I could, tearing the already ripped shirt off. Buttons and fabric ripped as I threw the clothes to the floor and stepped forward, unbuckling my belt, hands shaking with anticipation.
“Let me,” Alexandra whispered, jumping off the desk and pushing my hands away. She got down onto her knees and looked up at me as she unfastened the belt. Then the zipper, and the button of my pants. I gasped with pleasure as she yanked them down in one deft movement.
My dick sprung up as it was released by my boxer shorts, inches from her face. She was still looking up at me.
“You’re a big boy,” she said, leaning forward. “Luckily for you, I’ve got wide hips. And a big mouth.”
I groaned as she took me in her mouth, gently rocking forward and backwards, her tongue circling the end of my cock. Closing my eyes, put my hands gently on to the back of her head and got lost in the sensation.
“Fuck, Alexandra. You’re beautiful,” I murmured, looking down at her. I gently pulled myself out of her mouth and I lifted her up into my arms.