Love On Time

His hands crept beneath my form-fitting black dress, his lips trailed across my neck, and his gaze never left my face as he trapped me against the beach restroom we had visited. As he licked my lips, I reached for his tie.

He muttered softly, "Let's get a room," and I agreed, sensing the tug in my abdomen. He adjusted his necktie and pulled my hand toward the front desk.

The receptionist grinned and winked at him, "Mr. Willie, I'll show you to the room," and he dragged me along as I leaned on his shoulder.

"It won't be required," he said, taking the room key, and we hurried to the room. I saw the room when it opened after he smashed me against it while he struggled to insert the key into the holder. A big bottle of champagne and some fruit were left on the tray, and there were rose petals all the way up to the bed.

"This is-" I started to say, but Raymond's lips got in the way. He kissed me fervently and worked on my zip, playing with it. Turning me over, he pulled off the elegant dress and pushed me closer to the bed. He pulled my arms down, and I covered myself up.

He stopped me before, saying, "This is it, are you ready?" after I had looked into his eyes for a minute and saw nothing but love and want. He drew me in closer, and I nodded my head. As I started to lose myself in the intense sensation of his touch, he planted kisses all over my neck.

He held me down and forced me onto the bed, his lips roaming over my chest with kisses. Just as I started to undo his belt, he intervened.

He kissed my breast passionately and said, "I need more time to focus on this beautiful body." I moaned and covered my hideous lips as he yanked at my flesh.

"I want to catch every sound you make, especially the echoes of my name escaping your lips," he said quietly in the cocoon of our soundproof hideaway. His breath trailed downhill, teasing my ear with little licks.

His eyes lingered on my breasts while he deftly undid my shirt, flashing a grin in reply to mine. His top was gone, but those seductive low-cut jeans made it much more tempting.

As he touched my breasts, shame began to seep in, but his touch turned the uncomfortable into pleasurable. With every deft stroke, I let out a low groan, and Raymond gave me a little giggle. His focus prompted my breast to tighten beneath his fingers and his moist and eager lips to descend, releasing an irrepressible scream.

I let out a loud "FUCK," experiencing every pleasure as he teased and licked every breast. A familiar fragrance and feel reminded me of what I desired in the midst of my bliss, and I felt forced to remove my underwear.

He approached softly, delaying the inevitable, a pleasant sensation. As I reached down, his commanding hand grabbed mine, lifting both over my head, securely clasped together.

As he slid into my hot center, his keen eyes met mine. Aroused, he noticed the familiar aroma and quickly ripped off my panties. I bit my lower lip, my excitement growing as his eyes locked on my exposed essence. As his fingers perfectly touched my clit, the first kiss landed amid an eruption of groans. I gasped for air as his fingers worked their magic, stroking and speeding up.

"Who's responsible for this pleasure?" he said, raising his voice to match the increasing pressure and tempo. I sighed once more as his gaze locked on mine, increasing the tension.

"Raymond," I cried as he laughed and accelerated to the point where I was moaning and gasping for oxygen. I felt myself release the excess liquid as Raymond's tongue swallowed it up, and I gasped for oxygen.

As I casually bent my back and began removing his pants, his kisses along my back made me feel alive.

"I want this, yes I do, are you ready?" I questioned him after noticing the smile on his face as he smiled at me and slid his pants down.

"More than anything," he said as he pushed me onto the bed and slipped his boxers down, and there it was, massive, something I'd never seen before, but I'd never felt the want to touch something like this before.