something she didn’t. She was left with no choice but to watch him
rise from the bed, remove his shorts and get a condom out of the nightstand
drawer. She wasn’t sure how that made her feel but he immediately put her mind
at ease.
“No, I wasn’t counting on this. But I tend to be an
optimist.”
His cock was stiff and ready for action and as he unrolled
the condom it seemed to get even bigger. He crawled between her legs and bent
her knees. When his thumb stroked her clitoris, her back arched in response.
“Beautiful,” he said. “Everything about you is simply
beautiful.” His head dipped down as his fingers parted her nether lips.
She moaned aloud at the first slow upstroke of his tongue
along her clit. He gave the bud a slow, long suck then nipped it with his
teeth. He circled it with his tongue then sucked and nipped again and again
until she was whimpering with need. She couldn’t stop her hips from tilting up
and down against his mouth, seeking the relief he seemed to be holding from
her.
Suddenly he pushed two fingers into her vagina and scissored
them back and forth while he pressed his mouth hard against her outer flesh.
She cried out as she was swept up by an incredible wave of orgasm.
Even as her vaginal walls pulsed with the after-tremors of
that first wave, Noah drove his cock into her body. The shock of his filling
her so abruptly and so completely was unlike anything she’d experienced before.
He slid out and rammed forward again, reaching so deeply, it made her feel as
if it were her first time with a man. And yet it wasn’t nearly enough. She
wanted everything he had to give her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her hips to
bring him deeper still. She tightened her hold and he picked up the pace and
power of his strokes until he was hammering his mound against hers. She could no
longer tell where his body ended and hers began. There was no room, no world
beyond the two of them, riding a hurricane to shore.
It seemed she could not survive such a cataclysm but she
didn’t care. She definitely could not survive if he stopped. The landing
finally came with a violent roar and unstoppable quaking of wave after wave of
pleasure.
Maggie had no idea how much time passed from that moment
until she was fully aware of Noah lying partially on top of her, breathing
softly into her ear, clearly sound asleep.
All she knew was she had never been so sure of being in the
right place at the right time in her entire life.
* * * * *
Maggie was awakened by voices in the living room. Noah’s
side of the bed was cool as though he’d been up for a while. For a second she
worried she had overslept on her first day of work but the clock showed it was
not quite 8:00 a.m. Not sure who he was talking to out there, she decided to
use his bathroom rather than cross through to her own. She hurriedly showered
and used the toothbrush and paste provided in the hotel’s big basket of
toiletries. Fortunately, her short haircut allowed her to simply tousle and
air-dry. Her clothing options however were limited to her unflattering
nightwear or the fabulously plush white robe hanging on the back of the
bathroom door. The breast pocket bore an elegantly embroidered green and brown
palm tree with the name of the hotel in gold script. She bet the identification
increased the odds of it getting taken home by guests. She wrapped herself in
the big robe and stepped back into the bedroom.
“Good morning,” Noah said with a bright smile.
He also seemed to be fresh from a shower. His black hair was
wet, with one stray curl on his forehead and his face was shaved clean. She
felt a flutter start in her stomach and settle in her vagina. Dressed in worn,
fitted blue jeans and a just-snug-enough t-shirt, he was standing by a large
room service cart covered by white linen and laden with silver-covered plates,
a coffee service, pitchers of juice and a vase holding a single, magnificent
lavender and pink orchid. It
rise from the bed, remove his shorts and get a condom out of the nightstand
drawer. She wasn’t sure how that made her feel but he immediately put her mind
at ease.
“No, I wasn’t counting on this. But I tend to be an
optimist.”
His cock was stiff and ready for action and as he unrolled
the condom it seemed to get even bigger. He crawled between her legs and bent
her knees. When his thumb stroked her clitoris, her back arched in response.
“Beautiful,” he said. “Everything about you is simply
beautiful.” His head dipped down as his fingers parted her nether lips.
She moaned aloud at the first slow upstroke of his tongue
along her clit. He gave the bud a slow, long suck then nipped it with his
teeth. He circled it with his tongue then sucked and nipped again and again
until she was whimpering with need. She couldn’t stop her hips from tilting up
and down against his mouth, seeking the relief he seemed to be holding from
her.
Suddenly he pushed two fingers into her vagina and scissored
them back and forth while he pressed his mouth hard against her outer flesh.
She cried out as she was swept up by an incredible wave of orgasm.
Even as her vaginal walls pulsed with the after-tremors of
that first wave, Noah drove his cock into her body. The shock of his filling
her so abruptly and so completely was unlike anything she’d experienced before.
He slid out and rammed forward again, reaching so deeply, it made her feel as
if it were her first time with a man. And yet it wasn’t nearly enough. She
wanted everything he had to give her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and tilted her hips to
bring him deeper still. She tightened her hold and he picked up the pace and
power of his strokes until he was hammering his mound against hers. She could no
longer tell where his body ended and hers began. There was no room, no world
beyond the two of them, riding a hurricane to shore.
It seemed she could not survive such a cataclysm but she
didn’t care. She definitely could not survive if he stopped. The landing
finally came with a violent roar and unstoppable quaking of wave after wave of
pleasure.
Maggie had no idea how much time passed from that moment
until she was fully aware of Noah lying partially on top of her, breathing
softly into her ear, clearly sound asleep.
All she knew was she had never been so sure of being in the
right place at the right time in her entire life.
* * * * *
Maggie was awakened by voices in the living room. Noah’s
side of the bed was cool as though he’d been up for a while. For a second she
worried she had overslept on her first day of work but the clock showed it was
not quite 8:00 a.m. Not sure who he was talking to out there, she decided to
use his bathroom rather than cross through to her own. She hurriedly showered
and used the toothbrush and paste provided in the hotel’s big basket of
toiletries. Fortunately, her short haircut allowed her to simply tousle and
air-dry. Her clothing options however were limited to her unflattering
nightwear or the fabulously plush white robe hanging on the back of the
bathroom door. The breast pocket bore an elegantly embroidered green and brown
palm tree with the name of the hotel in gold script. She bet the identification
increased the odds of it getting taken home by guests. She wrapped herself in
the big robe and stepped back into the bedroom.
“Good morning,” Noah said with a bright smile.
He also seemed to be fresh from a shower. His black hair was
wet, with one stray curl on his forehead and his face was shaved clean. She
felt a flutter start in her stomach and settle in her vagina. Dressed in worn,
fitted blue jeans and a just-snug-enough t-shirt, he was standing by a large
room service cart covered by white linen and laden with silver-covered plates,
a coffee service, pitchers of juice and a vase holding a single, magnificent
lavender and pink orchid. It
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