Best Night Ever...The Aftermath

Part 12 - Departure

"15 Minutes", the note inside each envelop read. I smiled as I walked into my suite to find the lights in the living room area dimmed and two bottles of champagne on ice. Satisfied, I went to the bathroom to freshen up. I wasn't sure if either of them would show, but I would be ready one way or the other. I clipped my hair up, and jumped in for a quick shower. I quickly slicked baby oil over my body and sprayed on some perfume and slipped into the black and gold bra and panty set I found at the mall. It wasn't much as lingerie went, but it was sexy enough and I made it work. I slipped on a hotel robe and I poured myself a glass of champagne and adjusted the air temp in the room because drinking always made me hot. I found a playlist on my phone and set it on the dock and went to pour another glass of champagne. I heard a quick knock at the door before it opened. I smiled, turning to the door, curious to see who would be walking through.  

"Surprised to see me", Philip said walking in, taking a seat on the couch. Not knowing what to say, I downed my drink and poured another. Grabbing another flute from the tray, I poured and offered a glass to Philip. "Thanks. Having second thoughts?" he asked reading my look. Second, third and forth thoughts, but I'm all good", I lied. "Here", he said handing me a beautifully rolled blunt and lighter. "You know me so well", I laughed lighting it and walking to the bathroom. "Where are you going?" Philip asked following me. "You think I'm getting charged a smoking fee at the Ritz?" I said turning the shower on hot and switching on the overhead vent. We laughed and puffed away as steam filled the bathroom. About halfway through, I put it out in the sink and handed the remaining to Phil. "I'm good now", I said turning the shower off. "You sure, because you were talking a big game back in that elevator", he said unbuttoning his shirt. "Well, you're here now", I said as I untied my robe. "Mmm", he said as he stepped to me running a hand up my torso and removing his shirt. His touch sent a shiver up my spine as he stripped me of my robe, dropping it to the floor. He lowered his mouth to my neck, trailing his way to my left ear. I wrapped my arms around his waist as our lips crashed together. The kiss was void of passion but full of want and need. I stroked the front of his pants wanting to feel his hardness in my hands. "Find what you're looking for, sweetheart?" he asked in his low, sexy voice. "I think so", I answered as I dropped to my knees and released him from his constraints. I took his dick in my mouth and felt it get even harder with each suck. I slid him all the way to the back of my throat taking in as much of him as I could, as I nearly choked. I slid my hand down to touch myself as I continued to lick and suck every inch of him. He grabbed the back of my head and clenched the counter as he moaned and panted. I moaned from a mix of the pleasure I gave him and the pleasure I was giving myself. "Ahh fuck", Phil moaned. I stroked him, long and slow, glancing up to look at him. "You like that", I asked, knowing the answer. "A little", he said, standing me up.

 

He hooked his thumbs in my waistband and pulled my panties to the floor. He eyed them with a smile on his face and I quickly snatched them from his hand. "No. I like these, you can't have them", I said laughing. "Fine", he laughed, "but I'm having you", he said sitting me on the counter spreading my legs wide. He slid his tongue up my opening causing me to cry out. His tongue tortured my clit as I clung to the sink, screaming with pleasure. I came hard, legs flailing in the air. "So you liked that", Phil said, helping me down from the counter. "A little", I panted. "Hold on", I said searching through my travel case and grabbing a condom. Phil picked me up and I swung my legs around his waist as he carried me back to the living area. Laying me on the chase lounger, he climbed his perfect mocha body on top of mine, eyes never leaving mine. Shoving a condom on and pushing my legs back to my chest, he slammed inside me; his hard, fast thrust causing me to quickly cum. I raked my nails down his back as he growled and released his own orgasm. Climbing off of me, I moved over so he could sit next to me. "Can you hand me my glass", I said reaching for my drink. "I'm not done", he said. "Fine, but I'm thirsty", I said getting up. I ran to the bathroom grabbing the condoms, a towel, and a washcloth before returning to grab the bottle of champagne. "Sit up", I said sliding the towel under his butt. "Lay back", I demanded. "I thought you were thirsty?" he asked. I slid the wet washcloth up his shaft as I bent over him. "I am, but I hate the taste of condoms", I said tipping the bottle up taking a long gulp. I poured champagne all over him and proceeded to suck it all off driving him insane.