Her Secret Affair

Chapter 8

"Changed your mind? It's ok if you did."

"I thought we were going to my room."

"You will like mine better," he winked.

As he opened his hotel room door, she could understand why. His room was twice as big as hers, with his king-sized bed, and a jacuzzi facing the balcony. Her eyes barely saw that there was already a bottle of champagne being chilled in a bucket by the bed.

"Here," he said as he gave her a glass. He walked to the jacuzzi and turned open the faucet. The water filled up quickly. Removing his shirt, and his shorts, he stood there with his erection straining against his boxers. Never removing his eyes off of her, he stepped into the jacuzzi and sat down.

He watched her, as she stood there thinking of what to do. Is it too late to leave?

"Stop thinking. We are here, the two of us. Me and you."

Setting the glass on the table, she dropped her towel and walked towards the jacuzzi, slowly stepping in. Her eyes never leaving his face as she sat down opposite him. Unable to hold back any longer, Frankie pulled her body against his, with her thighs on either side of his body. His hand slowly undoing the strings of her bikini top. Her bare breast glowing against the lights streaming through the window, he slowly kissed her lips. As he felt her responding, the kiss deepened, their tongues raging a war of their own. Her fingers clutched his hair as she rubbed against his groin.

Not wanting to lift her off him, he pulled her bikini bottoms to the side, his fingers finding their way to her clit. Rubbing her clit with his thumb, he slid two fingers inside her, slowly moving them in and out. She groaned against his lips, exciting him even more. Her hands pulled out his dick from his boxers, stroking it. He wanted to take his time with her, but he had been waiting ten years for this.

"Do you want me inside you?"

"Yes."

"Say it"

"I want you," she moaned as she placed the tip of his shaft against her vagina. Lifting her up to position himself before she slowly slid down his dick. With her hands behind his neck, holding on to him, he slowly guided her body up and down his dick. She moved with him, harder and faster. "Frankie," she moaned as she felt her insides getting tighter and tighter. He groaned as he heard her moan in pleasure. Unable to stop himself, he spilled himself inside her as he felt her orgasm against him, kissing her against her neck as her head fell on his shoulder.

"You ok?"

"Mmm-hmmm" she murmured.

They stayed like that for a few minutes before he slowly lifted her off him and stood up. "Come, let's get something to eat."

Handing her a towel as he got out of the jacuzzi, he smiled at her. "What would you like to eat?" he asked. "Hmm, I'm not fussy." He pulled out the hotel menu and called for room service, ordering a pizza and a slice of raspberry cheesecake.

She stood there in the middle of the room not moving. He had twenty minutes before the food got here, so he walked over to her and took her in his arms. Just the thought of her was enough to get his body going again. He bent down and kissed her as he removed the towel from her. Lifting her in his arms, he took her to the bed and laid her down, removing her bikini bottoms. He took one nipple in his mouth, flicking his tongue over while his hand massaged her other breast. Trailing kisses down her stomach, he slowly inserted his fingers into her already wet vagina. Her hips rose in anticipation. Spreading her thighs open, his tongue found her clit, sucking and licking them while his fingers continued deep inside her. Her fingers grasped his hair, pushing his head further into her. He could hear her moans, urging him on. He felt her tremours in his mouth as she heard her scream in pleasure.

He pulled off his boxers, standing over her, looking at her flushed face and tousled hair. Her eyes widened as she saw him glide over her. "Already?" she said. "I'm not done with you yet. Are you?" he grinned and slid into her. Her hips automatically rising to meet him, pushing him in deeper. With his hand on the sides of her head, looking into her eyes, he dove in before pulling all the way out. "Why did you..." she started asking as he plunged back in, causing her to gasp. Again, he pulled out. "Frankie..." Sliding back in, he felt her hands gripping his hips trying to keep him from removing himself. He pulled out. "Please.. " she moaned.

"Please what Brie?" as he pushed himself deep inside her.

"Please fuck me," her voice small as she moaned. Frankie did as she asked. Strong, hard strokes until he could no longer hold on. Her body quivered beneath him as he slumped over her, sweat glistening all over them. He kissed her softly on top of her head, before rolling over pulling her with him. As she lay there in his arms, her hands draped over his chest, they heard a small knock on the door.

"Come in," he shouted, freaking out she looked at him. "I really don't have the energy to open that door right now," he smiled at her reassuringly. The server walked in discreetly as she gripped the bed sheets around her body, placing the trolley by the table before leaving quietly.

"Brie," he murmured as her body moved against his, "if we do not get up now to eat something..." he took her hands and placed it on his groin.

"Ok, I'm getting up," she jumped off the bed. He roared with laughter. "Are you already tired of me?" he laughed.

"No, it's just been a really long time since I've had this much sex in one night."

"But we haven't done much yet,'' he teased. In his mind, he is struggling to understand how a man can sleep next to her and not want her.

He turned on the TV, switching to a music channel to play while they eat. They sat in bed, talking between bites, with the music playing softly in the background. Conversation had never been a problem between them, even in the past. They could spend hours talking about nothing and everything.

As they finished sharing the cheesecake, Frankie leaned over her and kissed her lips. "You taste absolutely scrumptious," whispering against her lips.

Giggling, she kissed him back, pushing him against the headboard. Raising his eyebrows as she kissed him down his neck, over his chest and kept going down his torso.

"Brie," he moaned. She lifted her eyes towards him, lips still going down his navel. Feeling daring, she cupped her hands around his balls, before wrapping it around the base of his shaft, moving slowly as her tongue licked the precum already appearing at his tip. She heard his quick inhale, which made her take the tip of his dick into her mouth, softly sucking at his head. He grabbed her head lightly, guiding her to take him deeper in her mouth. She pushed his hand away, "No," she said smiling with his dick in her mouth.

She took him out, licking along his length before putting her mouth back over him. Slowly she took him in deeper, sucking as she takes him in. Her hand moving simultaneously with the movement of her mouth, up and down his dick. "Fuck, that feels good," he grunted. She sucked him harder and faster, until she felt his juices pooling in her mouth. She swallowed and continued sucking it slowly out of his head. As she took him out her mouth, she looked at him, her eyes twinkling and his dick still in her hand.

Without a word, he pulled her up and flipped her over her stomach. Behind her, he kissed her back, causing her to squirm beneath him. His fingers slid inside her from behind, and he felt her wetness around his hand. He slightly spread her legs, keeping her flat on the bed, and dove into her. She groaned loudly, both in shock and pleasure. As he plunged deeper and deeper into her, over and over again, her moans got louder and louder. "Brie," he grunted. "Frankie," she screamed. Her trembling body bringing him over the edge, spilling into her once again. He laid down on the bed, dragging her over him, and cradled her body as they drifted into sleep.