Together, we take the elevator up to the top, all the floors ticking by, one by one. Our room is at the end of the hall and as soon as I enter, I see the view. It’s gorgeous and I can’t help, but stop and enjoy it. Looking out into the city, I even contemplate staying the night here.
I can sense Bain watching me, then I catch a glimpse of his beautiful, tall reflection in the window as he lets his coat hit the floor, and pulls his tight t-shirt above his head. Next, I hear the metal of his belt and thud of his shoes being kicked off. The noises, combined with his reflection in the dark sky and city lights, depict everything he’s doing perfectly. Having him naked like this, I begin undressing myself. I turn towards him, looking at his fully naked body. I love that cock and I begin to strip faster. I make quick work of my clothes, then step to him, dropping to my knees like the first time we met.
I take my hand and wrap it around his gorgeous length, holding it tightly. Squeezing and twisting, I begin with a jerking motion before I twirl my tongue over the end, devouring his pre-cum then go down all the way.
He grunts loudly and pushes his hips towards me, holding the back of my head. I don’t stop my movements. I only continue to work him, thankful that I don’t have a gag reflex. Moving his hand, he cups my face, holding my cheek. His hair is messy, like it always is. His light eyes pierce right through me, causing me to move that much more.
I whimper at the closeness, then he takes his other hand and holds the back of my head again. It’s like he can’t get enough of me, he has to have his hands on me, both of them at all times. I continue watching him ’til his eyes roll back into his head and he loses it, releasing his pent up orgasm and rewarding me with a thick coating of his delicious cum all over my mouth.
He tastes so sweet and light, like no other man I’ve been with. “Jesus, I’m sorry, beautiful. I couldn’t help myself.”
“Why are you sorry?” I ask, standing on my feet.
“I didn’t mean to come so…soon.”
“Don’t apologize, that’s what tonight’s about. I want you to come again and again. There are no time restraints here, it’s just us, so let’s forget all the rules for once.”
I don’t know if he caught on or not, but that was my way of saying that I want to stay the night together. I want to be in his arms all night long, looking at this view. I want to fall asleep to the sound of his beating heart and be soothed throughout my sleep by his touch.
“Are you positive?” he asks firmly.
“Yes,” I respond grabbing his hand and leading him towards the bed. He follows, holding me around the waist with his free arm, and kisses my shoulder. The moment my knees are pressed against the bed, he pushes me forward. “Scoot up, sexy.”
Listening, I turn my head to the side, wanting to get a better look at his tattooed body. As his strong, muscular frame hovers above me, he begins to leave kisses on my mouth, over my cheek, down my neck and back, ’til finally he reaches my butt. Then with a little force, he lifts my body in the air. Making me arch myself up on my knees, giving all of me over to him. He can take me any way he pleases. In this moment, I would let him. But Bain is a gentleman and gently spreads me, so he can sink so sweetly into my *. As our flesh connects, I moan and he growls. He fills me with his thick member and I love how he’s still horny for me. His cock is rock hard and I settle back down letting his weight push me into the mattress. He reaches for my hands and interlocks our fingers, pulling my arms far beside me, then parts my legs in a similar manner. I’m spread below him like an X. My breathing is harsh and ragged, truly wanting everything he’s willing to give me tonight.
With slow, calculated movements, he pulls and pushes himself inside of me, causing my body to burn from head to toe. Every ounce of me needs this. I know this isn’t the first time Bain and I have had sex, but it feels like the first time we’ve really connected. I’ve only ever experienced this connection with one other person and to feel this again is so enlivening. With deep breaths, I begin to moan Bain’s name.
“Fuck…say it, A,” he grunts into my ear with a deep voice, pushing himself even farther inside of me.
I repeat it over and over again, letting the cries of passion take me far away from this world. He never picks up speed or moves with urgency. Finally, he lets go of my hands and pushes off of my back. I rest up on my elbows and then he pulls out of me, flipping me over and in the blink of an eye, he’s nuzzled himself back inside. With my eyes tightly shut, I wrap my legs around him and do my best to meet his every thrust.