Roads of hope

Eight

On our last day at Edward's cabin, a rainy Monday, we all woke up early to enjoy a few hours before going back home. I actually wanted to get a couple more hours of sleep, but Stephen insisted we should join the rest, even though we didn't get more than 3hrs of sleep. I got up groggily and got ready and packed up my stuff, then headed downstairs to a living room full of people with plates full of food on their hands.
"Good morning, sleeping beauty." Edward said as soon as he saw me.
"Gah, shut up. I went to bed like 20 minutes ago. I'm on zombie mode this morning. What's with all this food? Is there any left for me?"
"Yeah!" Says Lena chewing on a piece of bacon. "Edward hired someone to cook us this feast. There's scrambled eggs, plain and blueberry waffles, a pile of bacon, and cheese sandwiches in the kitchen."
"And don't forget the fresh orange juice and fruit salad!" Says Bree with a forked kiwi on her hand.
I go into the kitchen and greet the cooking lady with a smile, to which she answers with a "good morning, how was your night?." I find it really odd that she's being so kind to someone she doesn't know, but I still reply with the same tone. "I slept fine, thank you. I'm Emerson, by the way." I say, giving her my hand.
"Nice to meet you, Emerson. I'm Karen Bing."
"Nice to meet you too, Karen. Where do you know Edward from?" I ask her, my curiosity winning over me.
"I'm the head cheff at his parents' restaurant."
"Oh my God. Really? I love your food! I've tried several meals and they're all amazing."
"I am glad to hear you say that, Emerson. Then I hope you enjoy this one, as well."
"I'm sure I will."
After having some eggs and fruit, along with a glass of the exquisite fresh orange juice, we went to the living room to wait for the rain to stop and then hit the road. Stephen convinced me to go back home with him in his car so that we could have some alone time before returning to our routines. After a lot of laughs and talking about the weekend in general.
"Guys did you notice the rain stopped like forever ago?" Bree says.
"Oh right. We should leave right away if we want to get home at a decent hour. Tomorrow back to our routines" comments Edward. "So are we leaving the same way we got here?"
Stephen is the first to speak, "no, Emerson's coming with me. Brad I assume you're not against being driven back home by Ed, am I wrong?"
"Of course not, Stephen. All is good" replies Brad.
"Good! So, let's go!" Edward says and goes to the kitchen to say goodbye to Mrs Bing and give her the key for when she leaves. We say our goodbyes while Stephen opens the trunk to his car and puts in our luggage. When I get in the passenger seat, I say "you're in a hurry, huh?".
"Was it that obvious? I'm sorry if I seemed rude..." He says staring at the road.
"Stephen, is something wrong? You sound...off".
"No, it's just that...I know we agreed nothing would happen between us back home, but I can't help but wonder...I don't want this weekend to be everything between us. Like I told you, I feel strongly drawn to you and I don't want this to be over before it even started".
"Stephen, no...we can't, we already had this conversation. This, us...will be over as soon as this trip is. Please don't make it any more uncomfortable".
"Ok so...as long as we're on the road the trip isn't over, is it?"
"Where are you going with this?"
"There's a road motel 15 miles from here, says my gps. Please Emerson, just think about it. Two more hours with you is all I'm asking".
"You're impossible, Mr Gilley. Ok" I agree and see a huge smile on his face. "Thankfully we're not that far from home, we can make a couple hours' detour" I add with a sincere smile of my own.
Fifteen miles after, we stop at a nice looking motel. I guess it should be called hotel instead, since it looks great. We park the car and enter the four story building. It's not heavily decorated or following any theme, but it looks really nice and clean for a highway motel. Stephen makes all the arrangements while I take in the place and listen to the conversation to know what story he'll come up with to explain why we won't be spending the night.
"Good morning. How may I help you?"
"Good morning. We've been on the road since last night and need a couple hours of rest to continue. We'd like a room, but we won't be spending the night" Stephen says so naturally I think I could believe it if I didn't know we're actually here to have sex before getting home.
"Ok...do you want a single or double bedroom?" Says the receptionist.
"Single".
"Do you wish a room with air conditioning and other amenities, such as cable tv, hot water and room service?"
"Sure".
"Okay...so please sign this" he hands Stephen a paper "and it will be 54 dollars. How do you wish to pay?"
"Here's the paper...and the card".
"Good. Here's the key. Have a nice day".
"Thank you, you too".
We go out and take our bags from the trunk and head back to the building directly to our room. Not a second after closing the door and without letting me take in the room, Stephen grabs my face with both of his hands and kisses me fiercely.
🔴 WARNING: explicit sex scenes ahead 🔴
I swear it was like a romantic movie scene, with background music and everything. Stephen took all the time in the world to savor with his mouth and fingers every corner of my body, kissing me passionately and taking my clothes off while I removed his. We walk blindly to the bed, then Stephen pushes me onto it and when I notice I haven't felt him on me for several seconds I open my eyes and see him staring intently at me. I'm stunned by the way he looks at me, so I ask him "what's wrong?"
"Nothing" he answers, "you're just so beautiful. I can't believe you're actually letting me have my way with you another time. I want you so bad, Emerson. You drive me crazy. You are so beautiful and sexy and amazing and I can't hold it anymore".
He then grabs my thighs and removes my underwear, and then I hear him swearing "fuck, condom".
"Open my bag, I still have some in there". He proceeds to my bag and takes a condom and throws it at me, I rip the foil package by the time he's back on the bed and roll it down his shaft. He then turns me on my back and says "I'm sorry, I won't be able to last, I want you so bad" as I feel my insides melt at the sight of him so turned on. As an answer, I grab his cock and guide it to my entrance. He pounds hard into me, not giving me time to adjust to him, but I don't really need to since the pleasure is almost unbearable. After several thrusts, he sets up a slightly slower pace. While my hands roam all they can cover from his toned and sweaty body, his mouth focuses on my breasts, tugging on my nipples sending waves of pleasure all through my body.
I can't hold it anymore and I half-say half-moan, "Stephen, please...I'm coming", with that he suddenly takes himself out from me and changes our position, putting me on my knees and hands to pound me from behind. He grabs my ass and kisses it, then spanks and then kisses and licks again. Then he enters his cock and the fucking resumes. He enters me without compassion and goes all the way in, while we both say dirty words to each other that we probably won't even remember later. Stephen keeps on with his rhythm, making me forget where or even who we are, making me forget all about the world and just feel us this close, to each other and to climax. I stand up to feel Stephen's naked chest on my naked back, to feel as physically close to him as we are emotionally, and that seems to break us both, because seconds after we come. For the first time, we both come at the same time and it feels weird, because I feel him coming inside of me as I feel my own quakes and it's beautiful as well. I turn my head and kiss him, and then we collapse strengthless, him on top of me.
🔴 End of explicit scene 🔴
I set up an alarm on my phone for 2 hours from then and let myself fall asleep on his chest, using his heavy breathing as my own personal lullaby.