"There's a hotel up the way.” All the better, since I don't bring one nighters to my place. Repeats and clingers need not apply. I am a tag it and bag it guy. The word relationship, not in my vocabulary. Since honesty is the best policy, so my momma says, I will make sure she knows it first and is satisfied in the end.
I hail a cab for us, not wanting her to have to walk the five blocks in those shoes. I open the door for her to climb in first. I tilt my head at the delicious view of her ass as she slides in. Once Kat’s in, I climb in next to her, telling the cabby where to go and close the door. As the car pulls out into traffic, I slide my hand up and down her thigh. Her skin is smooth as silk. Testing the waters, I slide my hand higher, lightly grazing her panties. The heat that is coming from her has my dick growing excited. She grips the seat, as her head rolls back. Already I can tell this is going to be a stimulating night.
In no time, we pull up to the hotel. After getting us a room, I lead the way to the elevator. Grabbing her waist, I walk behind her. Keeping her body tight to mine as we enter the elevator. She feels good like this. Her body fits mine perfectly. “Hit floor twenty.” I keep a tight grip on her hips as she bends slightly forward to press the button. Goddamn, her ass is amazing. I hear her moan as I press my hips against her. When she stands back up, I begin to kiss her neck, inhaling her scent. Her hair smells like strawberries, while her body smells like the most delicious chocolate. Who doesn’t love chocolate covered strawberries? Perfume, especially when a woman smells like she showered in that shit, is not something I care for. But this is driving me crazy. “You smell good, baby girl.”
“Glad you approve.”
Running my nose over her neck, I inhale her scent again. “I can’t wait to eat every inch of you up.” Teasingly, I run my hands up and down her hips and thighs, while continuing to kiss her neck and ear. From the soft, breathy moans she is making, I can tell she likes this. She bites her lip, trying to keep quiet. I get an even better reaction when I kiss just below her ear. Her moans get slightly louder, driving me crazy. When the bell dings, we make our way to the room. Wanting to be polite, I open the door, letting her enter first. I may be a dick, but my momma taught me how to be a gentleman.
The room is a suite with a small kitchen, living room and a separate bedroom. Every room was like this. The front desk informed me of this when I asked for a suite. "You want something to drink or eat?" I open the mini bar to see what's inside. They have both limes and lemon next to the bottles of water. Before grabbing us each a water, I snag the tequila and the limes. I have plans for those items.
I hand Kat a water, she looks up at me nervously saying, "Thanks. This place is nice. So, what do we do now?" I know what I want to do, but I have to make sure she does too. Dick or not, I don't push women to do anything they don't want to. I walk over to the radio, finding a good alt rock station, and make my way back over to her. I reach out so she can grab my hand, pulling her close, moving our bodies to the music. I push her hair out of the way and behind her ear to get a better look at her face. Stunning.
Her eyes are a dark shade of caramel, with a slightly darker shade around the outside. And don’t even get me started on her lips. Her bottom lip is slightly fuller than the top, it has me wanting another taste again. So, I do, taking her bottom lip between mine, grazing my teeth against her lip lightly. Her breathy moan opens her up, allowing me access to her warm tongue. She tastes like coconut, pineapple and vodka. "You taste good, baby, but I want to taste more of you. If you’re not ready, I can wait. If you are, we head to the bedroom and have some fun. I have two rules though.”
She squints her eyes at me like I’m going to proposition her with some crazy shit. Not my style. I may like my sex dirty, but I’m not into extra kink. “What do you mean by rules?”
Between each of my rules, I kiss her throat. “First, one night is all we get. Second, we leave here tomorrow with no regrets.”
She looks at my lips, understanding what I was saying. Katerina looks in my eyes before saying exactly what I want to hear, "One night is all I'm asking for. It’s all I want. I’ve never done this before. Just so you know." I pull her roughly to my body. Her words have me straining against my zipper.