She had been well aware that by consenting to have a drink with him that she’d really been agreeing to much, much more, and that thought had thrilled her. This wasn’t something she did – ever. The very few sexual relationships in her life had all been carefully considered and had taken at least a bit more time to develop. One-night stands were definitely not her thing, and going off with a virtual stranger wasn’t something she’d ever contemplated doing prior to tonight. But then she’d never been as wildly, inexplicably attracted to a man before as she’d been to Nathan. She just knew somehow that if she didn’t explore this overwhelming attraction she would always regret it.
Nathan paused before they reached the bank of elevators, looking suddenly thoughtful. “I just realized I don’t have any condoms in my room. Do we need to stop at the gift shop?”
Julia shook her head. “It’s okay. I just got a Depo-Provera shot a couple of weeks ago. And an exam, so everything’s good with me.”
He looked relieved. “I checked out clean at my last physical a few months ago, too, but I can still pick up some condoms if it makes you feel safer.”
Impulsively, she reached up and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, touched by his thoughtfulness. “No, don’t. I trust you, Nathan.”
His arm tightened about her waist and he made a harsh sound deep in his throat. “You’re playing with fire here, baby. Let’s get upstairs before I do something to get us kicked out of this fancy hotel.”
They weren’t alone in the elevator, joined by an older couple and two attractive, well-dressed women in their late thirties or early forties. Julia noticed the covetous glances they stole at Nathan, and she snuggled a little closer against him as if staking her claim and warning the two women off. If he was at all aware of them he gave zero indication, and only tightened his arm around her waist, nuzzling his face into her hair.
The women got off on the ninth floor, but not before throwing one final, inviting look in Nathan’s direction. He paid them not the slightest attention, all of his focus on her alone, and this thrilled her. She was so hyper-aware of him at the moment – of his clean, masculine scent, the warmth of his body against hers, the hardness of his unmistakable erection as it pressed against her hip. If it wasn’t for the presence of the other couple in the elevator, Julia would have been sorely tempted to pull his mouth down to hers for a long, wet kiss. She contented herself with resting her head against his broad shoulder, and clutching his arm against her side.
As the elevator stopped on the fourteenth floor, Nathan guided her out and down the wide, carpeted hallway to his room, his hand at the small of her back. He released her momentarily to fish the card key from his pocket and open the door.
“After you,” he murmured, the first thing he’d said since before getting in the elevator.
Julia walked slowly inside the hotel room, hearing the click and lock of the door behind her. The designer in her would normally have noticed the furnishings, the colors, the layout of the room, but tonight none of those things interested her. Instead, what drew her attention was the magnificent view of Manhattan from the wide window, all of the buildings lit up as twilight began to descend on the city. She automatically dropped her purse on a chair and went to gaze out the window.
“What an amazing view,” she said with a sigh.
She felt Nathan come up behind her, his hands drifting softly to her shoulders, pulling her back against his firmly muscled body. His breath caused the hairs at the back of her neck to stand on end, and she repressed the little shiver that wanted to ripple through her whole body.
“Hmm, I’ve been too busy the last few days to enjoy it much. And now I find myself too caught up in looking at you to pay the view any attention.” He nuzzled his nose into her hair and she had to stifle a low gasp, already so aroused just by being close to him that she could feel the reaction deep in her core.
Julia closed her eyes as his hands slid down her bare arms to wrap around her waist, his fingers splaying over her belly as he pulled her even closer against him. “I like looking at you, too. So did those two women in the elevator.”
He chuckled. “I didn’t even notice them, so don’t be jealous. You’re the only woman I see, Julia, the only one I want. And I can’t believe how lucky I am that of all the men you must ignore on a daily basis that you actually noticed me. And I’m going to make very, very sure that you don’t regret singling me out of all your many admirers. In fact, I intend to make you forget any other man exists after tonight.”
“Ahh.” She gave a little moan as his lips traced a slow, delicious path up the side of her neck to her ear. His teeth tugged lightly on the lobe before his tongue traced slow, deliberate circles around the shell. His mouth continued to press soft, lingering kisses along her cheek, her jaw, coming teasingly close to the corner of her mouth. This time she couldn’t repress the shiver that ran through her from head to toe and back up again, and she felt her nipples instantly grow hard in response.
“Do you want a drink?”
She shook her head at his whispered question, trying to suppress the little tremors that continued to ripple up and down her spine at his gentle but seductive kisses. “No. The only thing I want is you. I’ve wanted you since the first moment I saw you on the street outside.”
Nathan groaned at her softly spoken words, running his hands through the long, silky strands of her hair. “God, you’re so sweet, so open. I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want you, sweet Julia. Turn around now so I can kiss you, baby.”
She willingly turned to face him, sliding her arms up around his neck a split second before his mouth claimed hers in a long, searching kiss.
Julia had never been kissed like that before – with a hunger so deep and profound it felt like he was consuming her. He threaded his hands into her hair, holding her head still as he feasted on her mouth – catching her full lower lip with his teeth, biting it gently, and then running his tongue over her upper lip before plunging it back inside her mouth. She clutched at his shoulders as her legs grew wobbly beneath the fierce demands of his deep kisses, and he began to bend her backwards against his arms. At first she didn’t realize the low moans she heard were actually escaping from her own throat, the sounds increasing in volume as he continued to plunder her mouth with his tongue. He let out a low growling noise as she sucked at his tongue, every bit as hungry for him as he was for her. He was embracing her so tightly, pulling her so closely against his hard body, that her feet nearly left the ground.
He walked her backwards until she was pressed against the wall, still kissing her as he leaned into her, letting her feel the unmistakable bulge of his erection. She whimpered beneath his kisses as he deliberately rubbed himself against her cleft, where she was already so wet and ready she thought incoherently that she could come just like that with no further contact. Wanting more, she slid her hand to his crotch, palming him, almost recoiling at how huge and hard he felt.
Nathan groaned, grabbing her wrist. “Fuck. Don’t do that. Not now. I’m too horny for you to be able to touch me like that, baby. And as good as this feels, I need to make it last as long as I can. So be a good girl and no touching until I say so.” He drew both of her hands over her head, pinning them firmly in place against the wall as he kissed her again. She squirmed beneath him, more aroused than she could ever recall, and growing desperate to climax, needing more than he was giving her. It wasn’t always easy or quick for her to have orgasms, but right now she sensed that it would take very little to send her spiraling over the edge. She couldn’t ever remember being this wet, or her breasts feeling so swollen and achy, her nipples hard and pressing against the too-tight confines of her bra.
“Please.” She barely recognized the throaty whisper as her own voice. “Oh, please, Nathan. I want you so much.”
He was kissing her ear again, his tongue tracing erotic little patterns all around it while he continued to slowly grind his erection against the notch of her thighs. “Shh, baby. It’
s all right. I’m going to give you what you want soon. You’re not ready yet.”
She made an indecipherable sound of protest, wanting to grab his hands and bring them to her swollen, aching breasts or between her legs where she was throbbing with need, but he continued to hold her trapped in place. “I am ready. I’m so ready.”
He chuckled, caressing her flushed cheek, holding her hands captive with just one of his own. “So impatient. So eager. We have all night, baby. Hours and hours to touch and kiss and fuck. Lots of time for me to make you come over and over again. I’m going to make you come harder and longer than you’ve ever imagined, Julia. You’ll be totally ruined for anyone else after tonight.”
She was panting now, his deeply erotic words a huge turn-on, not that she needed any further stimulus. Nathan smiled deliberately, his handsome features a darkly sensual mask. “Look at you, baby. So fucking hot, so turned on. And I haven’t even touched you yet. Tell me, Julia. Are you wet?”
Her head fell back against the wall as she rasped out, “Yes. God, yes. Please. Nathan, I need you inside of me. Touch me, please.”
He ran a finger down the bridge of her nose and across her lips. “Soon, baby. I promise. And it’s going to be so good. I’m going to make you feel incredible, do all sorts of wicked things to this gorgeous body.” He tugged playfully at the bow on the front of her dress. “This sexy little bow reminds me of unwrapping presents. Except that you’re the best present a man could ever dream of. “ He slipped his finger inside her mouth, hissing as she ran her tongue up and down its length.
“You’re going to do that to my cock later,” he told her, his eyes glittering almost dangerously. “You’re going to run that tempting little tongue up and down my dick before I fuck this sexy mouth and come hard down your throat.”
“Let me do it now,” she begged, as he withdrew his finger.
Nathan shook his head. “Uh, uh. Now it’s time for me to start unwrapping my present.”
He reached behind her, finding the zipper of her dress, and lowering it slowly, one maddening inch at a time. Julia’s mouth quivered, and she was dimly aware that the moisture from her drenched underwear was beginning to seep down the insides of her thighs. She was growing desperate for relief, for release, and moaned softly as she rubbed her thighs together.
Nathan’s hands on her hips stilled her frantic efforts. “No. Stop it, Julia. I know what you’re trying to do. But I’m the only one who gets to give you an orgasm. Now, be a good girl and let me finish unwrapping my present.”
She closed her eyes as he finished unzipping her dress before tugging the garment down her arms and past her hips until it hit the floor. He held her steady as she stepped out of it, and then drew her away from the wall as he looked at her, circling around her once, twice, until he was standing in front of her again.
Julia loved beautiful, ultra-feminine lingerie, and the set she wore tonight was one of her favorites. The pink and cream striped demi-bra, with the side insets of cream lace, pushed her already full breasts into centerfold-like proportions. The lacy pink boy shorts managed to be sexy and comfortable at the same time. Most of the year she liked to wear stockings – with or without a garter belt – but summers in New York were too hot and humid to comfortably endure hosiery so her legs were bare tonight. She offered up a quick thanks that she’d taken extra care the previous evening to shave and moisturize them, and had given herself a pedicure as well, painting her nails a dainty shade of pink.
Nathan still hadn’t spoken but she could hear the ragged intake of his breath and slowly opened her eyes. He was staring at her transfixed, his mouth gaping open, his cheeks flushed. Her gaze dropped briefly to his crotch, where his erection looked about ready to burst the seam of his trousers. Her mouth went suddenly dry at the thought of that superb cock fucking her hard, riding her until she came over and over again, and she felt herself growing even wetter.
He spoke then, if one could call his harsh, almost guttural words speech. “Fuck, Julia. You’re beyond beautiful. You’re a goddamn fucking goddess. Jesus, look at you. I feel like I should kneel down and worship you.”
Julia was almost shaking with need. “God, Nathan. Don’t make me wait any longer. You’re making me crazy.”
He slid his hands up her bare arms, ignoring her impassioned plea. “Your skin is like satin,” he whispered. “So soft, all pink and cream. Just like this sexy bra. I love the way it pushes your tits up, offering them up like some delicious dessert. I’m going to taste them now.”
He pressed hot, open-mouthed kisses starting at the base of her throat, travelling across her collarbone, and finally down to the lush upper curves of her breasts. She gasped as his hands cupped her, his thumbs brushing over her taut, throbbing nipples. Julia threaded her hands into his thick, dark brown hair as he worshipped her breasts, running his tongue up and down the deep V between them. She clutched his head to her, elated that her hands were finally free to touch him, urging his mouth ever closer to her breasts.
“Ohhh, yes,” she groaned, as he finally slid two fingers inside one shallow bra cup, finding the engorged nipple and twisting it. He repeated the action on her other breast until she was squirming, the sensation a heady mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Let me, baby,” he murmured, reaching behind her to unhook the bra and letting the firm, creamy globes of her breasts tumble free into his eager palms. He lifted one lush, round breast up and took the hard pink nipple into his mouth, suckling her hungrily and drawing a long, low cry from her throat. Julia thought wildly that nothing had ever felt so good before, and she could happily let him feast on her breasts for hours. She was pretty sure that if he kept this up just a bit longer that she could come long and hard. Her breasts had always been super-sensitive and Nathan seemed to be very aware of this fact.
“Your breasts are beautiful, Julia,” he breathed. “I love how they feel in my hands, how firm and full and soft. And they’re very sensitive, aren’t they, baby? I’ll bet if I keep sucking these pretty pink nipples that you’ll come, won’t you?”
He licked one nipple, flicking his tongue over it hard and fast, then with maddening slowness. She was almost dizzy with sensation, more aroused than she could have ever imagined, every touch of his hands threatening to send her over the edge. She threaded her hands deeper into his thick hair, cradling his face against her breasts as he continued to suck her nipples, each hungry pull of his lips reverberating through her body all the way to her womb.
“Yes. God, yes. Keep doing that, please,” she begged. “It feels so good, Nathan. Make me come this way, please.”
“Don’t come. Not yet,” he instructed, and lifted his head from her breasts.
She almost cried out in frustration, needing release so badly, her body over-stimulated by his kisses and caresses. “Nathan, you have to - ” she gasped, trying to pull his head back to her breasts.
“Hush, baby. I’m going to take care of you,” he soothed. “Let’s see just how ready you are.”
He slid two fingers under the low waistband of her lacy boy shorts, dipping briefly into her navel, and then plunging into the slick, dripping wet folds of her slit.
Julia cried out while Nathan swore softly. “Fuck, baby, you’re so wet and juicy. I want to lick up all that delicious juice, slide my tongue up inside you and eat you up.”
He slid his entire hand inside her panties, cupping her with his palm. “But you’ve been a very naughty girl, Julia. You got these pretty panties all wet. Now I’m going to have to take them off of you.”
Nathan sunk to his knees, hooking his thumbs in the waistband of the boy shorts, tugging them down her legs, and helping her step out of them. When she moved to kick off one shoe, he held her ankle still. “Leave them on,” he ordered. “These sexy as fuck shoes. I want you wearing them when you wrap these gorgeous legs around me while I’m fucking you for the first time.”
Julia’s legs trembled, loving the way he talked dirty to her, as well as the way he was
taking complete control of their foreplay, even dominating it. And then she was gasping, gripping his shoulders tightly as he slid two fingers back inside her, fucking her with them slowly and deliberately, as his thumb circled her ultrasensitive clit. The intense awareness and arousal that had been building inside of her ever since she’d met him on the street, and that he had been consistently stoking with his demanding kisses and expert caresses, suddenly burst to overflowing. The orgasm that flooded her body was the strongest and hardest she’d ever experienced, just as Nathan had promised. He wrapped his arms around her thighs, pressing his cheek against her belly, and held her as she continued to quiver in the aftermath.
“Damn, baby, you’re so responsive,” he said, almost in disbelief. “I barely had to touch you and you went off. Mmm, it’s going to be fun to see how many times I can make you come. You’re going to be wrung out by the time I’m finished.” He nuzzled his face into the soft, damp tangle of her light brown pubic hair. “Time for round two.”
She cried out helplessly, her hands tangling in his thick hair, as he licked at her slick, wet folds. He parted her swollen labia with his thumbs, holding her open as he licked her up like a cat would cream. Julia’s breath came out in short, gasping pants as he continued to eat her out thoroughly, and she was half-afraid her legs would give out from under her. His tongue delved deep into the very core of her, thrusting in and out while one thumb skimmed back and forth over her clit, driving her crazy with the sensations. Then it was his tongue – that talented, wicked tongue - flicking over the distended little nub before biting down on it, sucking it hard, and this time she screamed his name as she came.
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