Come Alive

Chapter Fifteen

"Now that's a happy ending!" Dave exclaimed as I rolled off him. I was fucking exhausted.
I couldn't help but laugh. His stamina was amazing. All I wanted to do was sleep. Although Dave had other ideas. I heard the pop of a cork and him giggling.
He joined me on the bed with two flutes of champagne... "baby... come on! We need to toast us!" I drowsily sat up and took the flute from him. He leaned in and kissed me passionately. I was instantly awake. We clinked our glasses and smiled at each other. "To us!" I said. He smiled at me. All teeth and twinkling eyes, "to us!" We both took a sip. The champagne was fucking amazing. Yummy. I'd never tasted expensive champagne before... I dunno what it was about it. Maybe it was the fact I was drinking it with Dave. We'd downed a bottle already... without even thinking. It tasted so good. He'd also had sent up some strawberries. The fact that he knew that it brought out the champagne flavour even more... well that was a big tick to me. We fed each other strawberries and got tipsy on the champagne. Not tipsy enough... in my eyes. "We're out, baby." I poured the last of it into our glasses. He went to the phone, ordered more champagne. And more strawberries.
We lay in bed, naked. Just staring at each other. I could never tire of looking at his face. We held hands under the sheets.
There was a knock on the door, "room service! Oh." The room service guy must've seen the Do Not Disturb sign. Within a minute, Dave opened the door, grabbed the tray and hightailed it back to our bed. On that tray was a platter of pineapple, kiwi fruit, blueberries, cherries, mango, papaya, melon, strawberries, blackberries, coconut, banana, plums... Yum!
Plus the other 2 bottles of champagne he had sent up... we were in for a delicious feast. I was absolutely famished... couldn't get the fruit in my mouth quick enough. The sweetness of the fruit was amazing. Adding the champagne was beyond a senses overload.
The Dom Perignon was absolutely unlike anything I'd tasted before. It was light, it was so light. Almost as if the bubbles alone contained pure joy. And it did. With the tropical fruits it became a whole other sensory experience. We'd already consumed two bottles between us. And I didn't even feel drunk. Once we popped the third bottle though, it was a whole different ball game. It made me horny. SO horny.
I lay back on the bed and started pinching my nipples... I let my right hand wander down and I started playing with myself... I couldn't help it. I moaned.
Dave turned and looked at me, his jaw dropped.
I couldn't help myself. I didn't know what it was. Maybe it was the champagne. Maybe it was feeling completely comfortable with him. Maybe it was the fruit. I dunno. But fuck.
Dave watched me intensely. He didn't take his eyes off mine. I kept right on strumming my clit as he watched, licking his lips. Before I knew it, I brought myself to orgasm. It was delicious. And he just sat there and watched me cum. He panted and moaned as I did. He was so turned on. After I gathered myself and took another long swig of champagne, he grasped his cock and started pulling it. I watched him intently. He slid his hand up and down his shaft. I so wanted to "lend a hand", but I knew that this was important to him. His cock was so hard and he licked his palm and continued to stroke, up and down, up and down. It was so fucking hot. Watching him, his eyes never left mine as he stroked himself to orgasm. He gasped and moaned loudly as he spilled his load onto himself. And all I could think of was licking it off him. I was in that kind of mood. Like if he asked me to do anything, I would happily oblige.
He looked at me, eyes ablaze. But we had maybe spent all our energy on champagne and wanking. "That was fucking hot." He growled as he wiped his stomach clean. His delicious stomach. It took all my inner strength not to crawl toward him and lick him clean.
"What?" He asked me, he caught me watching him intently.
"I just thought how hot it would be if you'd have let me lick you clean..." with that he grabbed me and kissed me, hard. "Next time, just do it. For the love or God... just do it." He moaned into my mouth.
The Perth leg of the tour didn't start for 2 more days... which meant that we'd be able to discover the city.