In our Room

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After the dinner I led her inside our darkened hotel room, pressing her back against the door and taking her face in my hands. she tried to decipher the meaning in my seductive eyes but suddenly my mouth was crashing against hers, her lips firm and demanding. She parted her lips and my warm tongue sought entrance, sucking at hers greedily. My mouth moved down her throat, licking and stroking the skin with my tongue. Pressing my hips to hers, She felt the evidence of my arousal and I brought her hands up to my chest, her nails lightly clawing over my firm pecs and abs. Moving my mouth from her skin, I then captured her wrists and pinned them above her head. "Don't touch me if you're not going to finish the job, sweetheart."I said.

Holding her hands against the door, I pushed my erection into her belly and a raw whimper escaped her throat. My eyes were filled with desire, and when I pressed into her , she felt the rigid lines of my body, smelled the crisp sent of my cologne, and heat pooled between her legs.

"Fuck," I cursed loudly, dropping her wrists and turning away from her . I then stormed across the room, both hands raking through my hair, and slammed the bathroom door behind me.

Whoa" . Sophie Said.

What had I done to set him off tonight?. She continued.

Crossing the room on shaky legs, she paused at the sofa to remove her strappy sandals and then padded barefoot across the marble floor. she knocked tentatively at the bathroom door. "Babe ?"

Silence....... in the Bathroom.

"Is everything okay?" She asked me.

"Just f**king torture ," I answered, with my voice tight.

Sheesh. She didn't know what started my temper tantrum but She was near certain She hadn't done anything wrong. "Babe , please talk to me." . She then tried the door handle and found it unlocked. Pushing the door open slowly, She found me leaning over the sink, my hands gripping the marble countertop, with my head dropped forward.


Her stomach twisted nervously. Her mind jumped to the worst-case scenario. . . . Was He racked with guilt over something else He needed to confess about him and Fiona? Heaven help me She said". because she knew She couldn't take it. And She was eighteen hours from home.

She wanted to ease my anxieties, to tell me whatever it was we'd get through it, but She couldn't form the words. Instead She waited, twisting the bracelet on her wrist. Finally then I turned towards her.

"I can't do this babe."I said.

Her stomach dropped. God, why had she thought it was a good idea to eat scallop mousse? It was threatening to make an appearance.

I'd stepped closer, towering over her in her bare feet and Said" . "I can't share this room with you, sleep in the same bed, and be expected not to touch you. I love you, Babe . You're mine. All of you. Your heart, mind, and body. And I'm yours."

"W-what are you saying?" She stutter .

"I just can't take it anymore," I said while releasing a heavy sigh filled with pent-up frustration.

"You don't want me?" She asked.

I then laughed.Babe she called, a rich throaty chuckle that tumbled from my perfect mouth. I then said". "I've had the biggest case of blue balls since we got back together. I'm about to make the f**king Guinness Book of World Records. I'll have to see a doctor to make sure this won't cause permanent damage in case you want kids someday."

Her heart swelled. I have never discussed wanting children, and She suddenly found my little tantrum incredibly cute.

My hand unconsciously went to the bulge in my pants and I winced as I adjusted myself .

Her eyes followed my movement. Oh. Heavens, that thing took her breath away. Had I escaped to the bathroom to deal with that on my own she Thought. Was that what this was about?she said.

Everything struck her at once. I wanted her so bad.  I've loved her . I needed this—to be intimate with her, for her to accept me and all my baggage. And She was denying me .

Bringing her hand towards me , She lightly rubbed my cock through the thin material of my dress pants. My eyes flicked to hers and a low rumbled grumbled through his chest.

"You need me to kiss it and make it better?" She whispered.

My breathing faltered in my chest. "Don't tease me, baby. I can't take it." I said.

A slow smile curled on her mouth. She was ready. And not just because of my pouty tantrumlike behavior. Even at dinner She'd questioned herself , and now alone with me in this room it was obvious. She wanted me, too. All of me. I was right, I was hers and She was mine. There was no sense in waiting any longer. She worked to free his belt, taking her time pulling it from the loops while her eyes danced on mine.

"Baby, stop, stop." My hands held hers , preventing her from pulling down my zipper. "Not like this. Not because you feel pressured."I said.

She shook her head. "That's not it." She Said.

I pushed a lock of stray hair from her face, cupping her cheek and said . "Seriously, I'll take a cold shower and sleep on the couch. I'm not letting you do something you don't want. You wanted to wait. And we will."

"I'm done waiting."She Said.

My Adam's apple bobbed as I swallowed. "What brought that on?" I asked, still holding her hands in place.

"Because......" She leaned forward and pressed a kiss to my mouth and said . "I'm a woman. And I'm emotional and sometimes unsure and I change my mind about things. A lot." She kissed me again, my bottom lip jutting out the tiniest bit in a pout. "Continued saying , I've decided. I'm ready." Kiss.... "For this ,For you and Us." Kiss....

Still cupping her face in my big, warm palms, my thumb lightly stroked her cheek. I then said" . "Are you sure about this? I told you I can't take it if you're just playing around."

"Don't pout," She scolded me while pulling her hands from my hold so She could free my button and tug down my pants zipper.

I'd dutifully dropped my hands to my sides. Good boy she Said . I was going to cooperate. she understood her changing moods may be giving me whiplash, but She really was ready, despite my sudden hesitation. Tugging my pants and boxer briefs down over my hips, Her hands went to rest on the top of my head and I looked down at her in wonder, why my lips is parting slightly.

She dropped to her knees in the ultimate submissive gesture. Pulling the material the rest of the way down my thighs, my c**k opened free, leaping to her face . She had forgotten how big it was. Her skin heated at the sight of me and her mouth watered to taste me, to please me. I was swollen and had a thick vein pulsing along my shaft. Wrapping her fist around my long, thick cock, I then let out a strangled moan. Apparently I wasn't going to last long tonight. She had kept me waiting too long. A few simple touches and I was nearly there.

Hands fisted and still resting on top of my head, I pushed my hips forward, invading her mouth deeply. She accommodated my length, sliding her mouth all the way down until her lips were around the base of my cock . My knees locked and my entire body clenched in response. She loved pleasing me like this. Even though She was the one on her knees, submitting to me, she felt sexy and powerful.

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