Water under the bridge

Part 2: The Inn

Part 2: The Inn

Mark offered to drive me back to the Inn where I'm staying. I accepted, I didn't want to take a taxi and I felt comfortable with him. At the entrance to the Inn Mark asked for my number and politely asked if he could call me and ask me for dinner one day. Again I accepted his sweet gesture and thanked him for a great evening.
Now I sit here alone on the sofa in this very impersonal room, my feelings all over the place. It's hard for me to explain what John does to me, my body, my soul, my heart and my head. I don't think the words to describe even exist.
I need a shower, to clean myself from the desire between my legs and to clear my head. Discharging all of my clothes I head for the shower, when I hear a knock on the door. Quickly I put on my robe as I walk towards the door, opening it without any thought of who might be on the other side.

"John!!!".. she is surprised to see me, was she expecting someone else.. Mark?? She is wearing her robe and I can see she's naked underneath. I see her nipples erected, poking the light satin fabric. Immediately I grow hard in my pants, my eyes roaming her body.
My plan was just to see if she was okay, but now I feel myself struggling to not grab her robe, rip it off her body and slam her against the wall while I ravish her body with my hands, mouth and cock.
"What are you doing here"? I remove my eyes from her body and look her in the eyes. Her hair is pulled up in a loose ponytail leaving her neck long and open for my teeth to bite. I focus back on her question.
I step closer to her, not thinking about my answer. "I just wanted your last thought of the night to be of me"! My hands grab her face and pull her lips to mine.

John is staring at my body and I become very aware that my nipples reveal themselves underneath my robe. I try to calm my body down but fail miserably. I hold my breath waiting for him to answer my question, feeling my cheeks flush under his intense stare. First his words followed by his large hands framing my face, leaves me breathless, unable to move, I let him take my mouth with his hungry kisses. I feel his tongue begging for entrance, my mouth automatically opens up to his request. Our tongues battle and dance together in perfect sync. A dance we have practiced, improved and perfected over the years. I moun deep in my throat and I feel his response. His hands start to wander down my back to cup my ass. He squeezes hard making me wiper with want and desire. I feel his already hard cock against my lower belly and find myself grinding against him.

She tastes like heaven.. no better than anything you could even imagine. Her tongue mating with mine makes me greedy and wanting more. Her moans give me the courage to let my hands continue the journey they are meant to on. Finding one of their favorite parts of her body. Those perfectly sculpted ass cheeks, round, firm and soft at the same time. I squeeze hard and feel her grinding against me. Jesus what she does to me, I can't even begin to describe. I have to stop her..stop myself, now before this goes any further. As much as I want her here and now, I know this is not what she wants, not before we talk things through. Reluctantly I pull away from her. Her lips are red and swollen from my hungry kisses, her eyes glazed with arousal. Taking a step back I look her in the eyes and give her a smile full of love, want and hope. Hope that we will find our way back to each other...soon very soon. I turn around and leaves her standing there, speechless, beautiful, looking so fucking sexy it kills me inside. I turn my head and I wink at her before I enter the elevator.

Oh my.. Mr Black Mr Black. You certainly haven't lost your touch. My lips ache as do my pussy. I squeeze my thighs together to try and dull the ache. I'm still not able to move so I stand in the door looking at him as the doors to the elevator closes. Minutes go by before I close the door and enter the bathroom. A cold shower could really do right now so I lose my robe and jump under the cold water. "What just happened" I say to myself out loud. We haven't seen or spoken very much the last couple of months and now after being in the same room for a few hours everything has changed. I was finally starting to accept my new way of living and now after tonight everything is turned upside down. If I have to be honest with myself, this is what I have dreamed of since I walked out the door of our penthouse. That he would come for me, and all would be okay again. But he didn't and now after 4 months, what am I to do?
I climb into bed and crawl under the covers, intent on getting a good night's sleep. But I should know better.... He will haunt my dreams as he does my heart everyday.