Nefertiti Nights

Chapter 14

Bea was so thankful they didn't get stopped on the way through the reception area of the hotel. Her brain was cloudy with lust, alcohol and... exhilaration. She couldn't believe that her, Beatrice Tallow, had just had an orgasm in public. Every time her mind flicked to it, she felt her breathing hitch and the familiar feeling of excitement in her abdomen.

Who even am I??? She thought as Jonathan wrapped his arms around her waist whilst she fumbled with the door card. He kissed her neck with open mouthed kissed that made her already hazy mind just melt into a pool of liquid between her thighs.

The door finally opened, and she pulled him inside. His hands were sliding her dress up immediately, and hers found themselves tangled in his hair as their lips met frantically.

"Bea," Jonathan groaned into her mouth. "You have no idea of the effect you have on me."

Bea slowly detangled herself from his embrace.

"Wait here." She said with an authority she didn't know she had.

Jonathan raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, ma'am." He smirked.

Bea giggled as she dashed into the bathroom. Her outfit was in the bag by the mirrors, and she quickly put it on.

The cool emerald silk felt so nice against her warm skin. She attached the ribboned belt around her waist. Bells tickled softly as she moved. Her bra did match perfectly - as she intended - and her underwear could be seen through the gauze material of the bottoms. They attached at the waist and the ankles, but the legs of them had splits right up the side. She felt vaguely confident that Jonathan would enjoy this show.

"Are you ready, Mr Pine?" She called out.

"Get that sexy ass in here, Bea." He replied, and she felt a swell of affection for him rise in her chest.

She found the music on her phone and hit play.

As she opened the bathroom door, she saw Jonathan taking in the sight of her. His eyes were wide, and his jaw had dropped slightly. The look on his face made her smile.

She pulled the veil up to her face and began to dance. The bells moved around her as she slowly rolled her hips from side to side. One leg in front of her with her hip pushed forward, she shook her ass and started towards him.

Jonathan stared at her entranced.

Confidence waved over her as she moved towards him to the beat of the music. She moved her arms around her, the veil trailing around in their wake, and the bells tickled softly as her hips carried on their patterns.

As she got closer to where he was sitting on the edge of the bed, she widened her legs to straddle alongside his.

"No touching, Pine." She cooed at him, and he made a growling sound in reply.

She turned her back to him and began to move her body to the music again. She was so wet and desperate for him to touch her, but she was enjoying this performance more than she thought she ever would.

She dipped and ground her ass into his lap, feeling his hardness and hearing the groan he made upon contact. She continued her private dance for him. Her hands moved down her body. She ran her nails up the bare skin of her legs and up her inner thighs. Jonathan shifted under her and moved his lips closer to her ear.

In a deep and low voice that made her body quiver with something she could quite place, he muttered.

"Well, well, well, aren't you quite the tease, miss Tallow? I thought you were such a good girl."