by Karen Deen
I’m actually heading to a hotel for a one-night stand with a twist.
No names and mask on. The intrigue is part of the naughty I’m feeling.
Grayson leaves me sitting on a seat while he gets a room. I hope he didn’t bother paying for a view because it would be a waste of money. The only thing I’m looking forward to seeing is what’s under that suit.
Two of my favorite looks on a man. A man in a well-fitted suit makes me all kinds of hot and bothered. It portrays sophistication, confidence, and someone who knows what he wants.
A nice pair of jeans that hug a tight ass, that casual look of a shirt that shows me the muscles on his arms. Both of these are my ideal outfit. Of course, a third favorite look is always going to be him naked. You’d be lying if you didn’t admit that a naked man doesn’t get the hormones jumping.
This whole thing is a little surreal. Five hours ago, I was sitting with Hannah listening to her come up with some crazy idea and encouraging me to go out and find dessert. Here I am sitting in the foyer of a classy hotel waiting for a sexy man to get a room for the sole purpose of us going to hook up. My life is one crazy train wreck sometimes. Imagine what Fleur would say, if she could see me now. Besides the screaming and yelling I would get when she found out I snuck into the function and she didn’t know. Hence why I can’t tell her about Grayson even though she is my best friend. Because then I’d have to explain where I was when I met him.
Yeah, no chance, not worth it.
It occurs to me that we must look interesting to other people in the lobby of the hotel. Still in our ball attire and the masks, no luggage. Most people would have at least taken the masks off by now. Grayson at the desk getting a room and me sitting here on my own. For anyone who cares to take an educated guess, they would know we’re here for a hook-up. I start to feel a little embarrassed and self-conscious about what they’re thinking. I feel people’s eyes on us, which is probably stupid and not even the case. Thank goodness before I have too much time to get stuck on the thought and decide to run, Grayson returns to extend his hand and lift me to my feet.
“You look a little preoccupied, are you okay?” He gently places his hand on my arm in a purely caring way and not with any sexual energy. That makes me melt more than all the touches so far tonight. He doesn’t know me, yet he still cares to check I’m alright.
“Yes, thank you for checking. Just a new experience for me. I started to get a little spooked.” It just came out, but I can’t help but be honest with him.
“Hannah. We can stop this at any time. We can head up to the room and just sit and have a drink together, or we can turn around and walk back to the ball. I told you before, you are totally in control of tonight. I would never want you to do something you might regret.” The fire in his eyes that was there before is gone and that kindness I first saw has returned.
The use of Hannah’s name reminds me of what I’m doing and the challenge I have set myself to step out of my comfort zone. Plus, a hint of guilt is sitting on me for not telling Grayson my real name.
Pulling the courage back out that I found earlier somewhere deeply hidden, I lean forward on my tippy toes to get closer to his ear.
“Or we could go upstairs, and you can show me how you can better any man I’ve ever been with. Well, so you say, maybe you’re all talk.” This time, it’s him I feel a little shudder from, and the grip on my arm becomes firmer. His other arm comes around the back of me and pulls me tight against his body.
“Oh, there is no doubt I will rock your world, little one. Time for talk is done. Now it’s time for action. Just so you know, I couldn’t give a fuck what anyone in this hotel thinks about us. I only care what you will be thinking after I fuck you to the point you can no longer find any words to talk. Tonight is just you and me, my mystery lady.”
He kisses me hard and firm on the lips, but only for a second.
It’s like the promise of what’s yet to come.
There’s no turning back now as he walks me quickly towards the elevator. What is it with men and forgetting their legs are always longer than mine? I need two steps for every one of his, and in these heels, I have no frigging hope.
Again, with the crackling of sexual tension on the ride to the twenty-first floor. I wonder how much it cost just for the night. I can’t imagine a hotel like this one offering rooms by the hour. Well, let’s hope it’s for at least a few hours, all this talk for only an hour would be a disappointment.
He gestures for me to lead the way from the elevator, while still having his hand on the small of my back steering me. Thank goodness because I have no idea where we’re headed. With gentle guidance, we turn left and walk down past three doors to where he stops me.
Swiping the key card, I look at the green light on the lock.
I internally laugh that this is my sign to go.
Oh god, I hope this is the fantasy I’m longing for!
GRAYSON
Tonight’s been far from what I was expecting when I left home.
Part of me was wanting to ditch the boys and stay in for the night.
Thank god I didn’t.
The woman walking through the door into this room fascinates me. I can’t quite get a read on her. There is no disputing how stunning she is and how sexually attracted to her I am. Her eyes seem to hypnotize me. Every time I look at her, they draw me in. But what confuses me is one moment she appears confident yet at times she drops her head and looks so shy and unsure.
There is no question the request for the mask to stay is to help her get through her lack of confidence at what she is doing. I have no problem with a little playing, but I don’t want to push her more than she is really ready for.
Reaching the center of the room, she stops in front of me. The room is a simple one, but with a king-sized bed which I plan on making good use of. I can feel the nervous energy coming from her as she stands, unsure how to proceed. I need to make good on the promises I made her.
Stepping close so my body is touching her back, I slip my hand around her stomach. Leaning down and scooping her hair to one side, I slowly start to place soft kisses and nibble on her skin along her shoulder and up her neck. I can hear her breathing change and her body is vibrating.
“You okay, little one?” I continue to kiss her as she lets out a moan with the word yes mixed with it.
“I need you to help me know what you like. I want you to tell me what you want.” My hand starts to move up her stomach and take her breast in my hand. My thumb rubs her hard nipple that is pushing through her dress.
“Everything, I want everything.” Her voice is soft and needy. Like she is already well on her way to building the first of many orgasms I plan on giving her tonight.
“That’s very broad. You must trust me, yet you don’t know me.” I can’t help but push her to see how into the moment she really is.
By now I’m nibbling on her ear, and my other hand is rubbing her dress right above her pussy.
“Are you going to hurt me? Please don’t hurt me.” I want to stop and take her in my arms and ask her who else has hurt her, but there is no way we’re stopping this.
“Never, only ever pleasure, beautiful. I want you. I intend to make you come, to fuck you hard, to have you scream my name and then to do it all again. Do you trust me to give you that?” Fuck, I’m already aching and want to strip her bare and sink so far into her. I don’t know why but she has me by the balls and has had all night.
“Yes, I shouldn’t but yes, I do. Don’t make me regret it. Please god, Grayson. More, I need more.”
That’s it. No more holding back. I stand upright to find the zip on the side of her dress, starting to slip it down when she stops me.
“No, you first.” She might trust me, but her insecurity wants me in the vulnerable position before her.
“Happy to oblige. Shall I? Or would you like to do the honors.” I smile as I slide my jacket off and throw it on the chair to the side of us. She turns to face me, her eyes
already scanning my chest even without my shirt open. They tell me she wants to yet is shy. I take her hands and raise them, placing them on my first button, holding them there as she starts to undo it. I slip my hands down her arms slightly to free her hands up to work her way down. As she gets to the top of my pants, she gasps a little as she dips her fingers into my pants to pull the shirt out and finish the buttons. I want her to take this as slow as she needs to. She’s watching her own hands as they finally make contact with my skin. It starts with just the tips of her fingers, but once she starts, her hands are flat against my abs and she is getting acquainted with my chest.
Fuck, it feels good. Her touch is different. I can’t explain how, but it’s different. Finally, she pushes the shirt off my shoulders, and undoing my cuffs, I let it fall to the ground. I start by undoing my belt, so she knows it’s okay to keep going.
“Like what you see so far?” I ask as she starts on my pants.
“Very much. Now let me see if all this talk is true on what you’re hiding.” She shows the first little smile since we got into the room.
“Oh, baby, I promise you won’t be dissatisfied.” I groan as her hand slips into my boxers and wraps around my cock that is aching. Shit, finally she is letting down her walls.
It’s enough to set me off and there is no way I can wait any longer. I want her naked and spread out on this bed.
“My turn.” I start again on the zipper.
“I’m not finished,” she complains.
“Don’t care. I want you naked. I need to see your stunning body. I want to touch you. Don’t you want that too?” Her eyes tell me yes before she even opens her mouth to speak.
The dress starts to fall to the ground along with the last of her shyness.
Oh, for the love of god!
Now that is a fantasy no man will ever be able to deny himself.
My mystery woman stands before me in black lingerie, including suspenders and stockings. Top it off with her long brown hair spilling over her shoulders and falling softly over her breasts. The mask just makes her look so decadent, the forbidden fruit. I’m in turmoil in my mind if I want her naked or like this, which is driving my cock crazy.
“Fuck, you are so fucking hot, little one. Where have you been hiding?” I drop my pants, boxers and all. I’m becoming impatient. Her hands again go to my cock and balls. Wrapping around me and slowly stroking while caressing the underside of my balls. I feel like I’m going to lose it before I even get her on the bed.
“That feels so good, but I need to pleasure you first. That’s the promise I made.” Taking her hands, I turn her back to the bed and walk her backwards. As much as I love looking at her dressed up like a sexy goddess, I want more. Slowly I slip my hands behind her to undo the bra and let the straps start to fall from her shoulders. My hands then help to drag it off before she has a chance to feel self-conscious.
I can’t wait. I bend and take her tits in my hands. I place one in my mouth, lathing her nipple with my tongue while I massage her other one. The moaning is already starting from her. Music to my ears. As I break free and look up at her face. Her head is back, and her eyes are closed as she lets herself be in the moment, feeling it all.
If she is reveling in my mouth on her tits, I can’t wait for when my tongue first swipes up her pussy. Gently I lower her down to the bed and slip off her shoes. I undo the snaps of her suspenders and slowly roll the stockings down each leg, following with kisses and mapping every part of her legs for memory. Her hands are already gripping the bed tightly the more I touch her.
All she has left is her panties and her mask. As much as I would love to see her face, it’s hot as hell. Something I’ve never done before. Sure, I’ve blindfolded women before who’ve been into that, but this is different. It is more sensual just concentrating on her eyes and her lips.
I lean over the top of her and start to kiss her. Her hands lift up, and she shoves them into my hair, gripping hard as the kiss between us deepens. Her mouth opens, wanting all of me. It’s like she wants me to give her everything, just like she asked.
“You taste so beautiful and sweet, but now I want to know if your other lips taste naughty and sexy.” Her body twitches as she enjoys the dirty talk.
Her legs fall to the bed as I get lower down her body. I run my nose up her pussy over the top of her lace panties which has her rising off the bed. I want to rip them off but know I need to hold back.
Hooking my fingers in the sides of her panties, I slide them off her while her body is writhing in the air.
“Grayson, please.” There it is. The best sound in the world.
“Yeah, little one, hold on tight. I want you screaming my name next time.” My hands run up the insides of her thighs as they try to close from the overload of sensation.
“No you don’t. Relax and feel it all.” Gently pushing her legs flat on the bed, I take my first taste of her wet pussy. My tongue swipes up and then presses down on her hard nub. Her body is aching for release as it continues to build towards that first orgasm that is going to shatter through her. The more I taste, the more she wants. Her groans and whimpers lead me on. Her hands in my hair pushing my face deeper tell me she is close to exploding. I know I can give her the relief she needs in one simple move. I want her to experience it and feel the sensation.
As I suck hard on her clit, taking it between my teeth, I push two fingers inside her and stroke straight on her G-spot.
“Grayson,” she screams as she orgasms hard with her coming all over my tongue and fingers. I don’t give her any reprieve, continuing to stroke her inside and now grabbing one of her breasts, pinching and pulling on her stone-hard nipple. She is thrashing and screaming under me until her body floods my mouth again. I gently release everything and stroke her while she comes down from the high she’s hit. The smile on her face is one of utter bliss.
“Believe the talk now, beautiful?” I whisper in her ear as her eyes open to see me hovering above her. I kiss her and our tongues dance together while she tastes herself on me.
“Gray,” is all she can say.
“I know, now let me fuck you, baby. Let me show you how much more there is for your pleasure.” She lays there like a limp rag doll with all the energy depleted from her body.
“I don’t know if I can,” she mumbles.
“Oh, I know you can. Let me show you.” I run my finger up her slit again and watch her body come to life. “See? You think you can’t, but your body wants more. Tell me you want more too.”
“I want more. I need your cock inside me. No regrets.”
That’s right, baby, no regrets. But I doubt you will be able to walk away like you think you can.
I lean over the side of the bed to grab my wallet to pull out a condom.
“Fuck!” I’m rummaging through every section and there are none to be found. It’s been that long. “Shit.” By now she’s leaning up on her elbows looking at me confused.
“I don’t have a condom. I’m so sorry, I can’t believe I’ve done that. Don’t suppose you have one.” She just giggles at me. That is not helping my throbbing dick who is on a massive promise.
“No, my friend told me to pack some. I should have listened to her. Sometimes the hotel has them in the bathroom products.” She lays back down as I spring off the bed towards the bathroom.
“Thank fuck, you are a genius,” I yell as I’m suiting up, walking back towards the vision spread before me. It’s tight and obviously not the extra-large size, but it will do tonight. I don’t care if I’m squeezing in.
By now we are both getting desperate, and the moment I’m above her, Hannah’s legs come up and hook around me as I sink into her.
Oh good lord!
Never have I felt anything like it.
Her head tilts back as she breathes through the initial pain of taking me. After that first few moments that we both need to savor the pleasurable pain, her pelvis starts to rock slightly. Yeah baby, I want that too.
“
Now try to tell me this is not the best fuck you’ve had.” With that, the sex explodes between us and we both go hard at it. Clawing, kissing, biting and fucking. It’s intense and heavenly. I don’t care what she says, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had. There is something different this time.
“Gray, yes Gray, more, I’m so close.” She’s screaming, and I can’t hold on anymore.
“Now, come with me now.” As we both explode together. I feel like the amount of come pulsing from my body seems to go forever. That’s what happens when you haven’t had sex for a while, then you decide to break the drought with the hottest woman you have ever fucked.
I pull out to tidy her up and hopefully lay together for a little while so I can get to know her better before we head for round two, if I’m lucky.
Kneeling on the bed, still between her legs, I look down as I go to take the condom off. Only to see the tip flat.
This is not good. Even without my knowledge I would know this is not ideal.
“Argh, Hannah. Please tell me you’re on birth control,” I tentatively say.
Her head whips up off the pillow quickly to look at me.
“The condom appears to have split. Might have been a little small for me.” What a way to kill a moment.
“Yes, I get the shot. But please tell me you’re clean.” Her eyes are full of fear.
“I swear on my mother, I am clean as a whistle. I’m tested regularly. There’s no fear of that, so it seems we can both relax.” The tension shifts from her body and I lean over her.
“I’m sorry that happened.” I don’t want to lose the moment. I stroke the bottom of her cheek. “Can I take the mask off now? See all of your beautiful face not just your mesmerizing eyes.” I wish I’d kept my mouth shut and just kissed her.
Pushing me backwards, she’s up off the bed and dressing.
“Woah, wait. It’s okay, we can leave them on. I just was hoping to see all of you. Please, Hannah. Stop.” She’s still grabbing things and shoving her stockings in her bag.
