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Era- 1964
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"Well, we're here,"
Ringo hesitently announced, our eyes falling upon the hotel. We had booked a stay at one just to have some peace and quiet, yet, this is had an eerie feeling to it.
The hotel was very wide, all painted in an ivory hue. Pillars were placed under the long balcony, that ran across the whole building, the middle section at least. Near the roof, the white had stopped and was replaced with red bricks. On top of those, a circular small tower stood up, with a flag waving.
"It's, nice," I smiled, latching onto his arm, hearing a low chuckle escape his lips.
"If ye like it, I like it," He grinned down at me, planting a loving kiss on top of my head.
"Well, lets go in," I squeal in excitement, clutching my suitcase tightly.
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"Ritchie!" I screamed, the sight of my towel hanging over the bed post tugging a bloodcurdling feeling inside me.
"W-what!" He sat up, his chest rapidly contracting at my screams of dismay.
"S-so I put the towel in the shower, and now it's on the bedpost," My hands complement my words, pointing to the small shower and then to drenched towel hanging lazily from the wooden bed post.
"Awh baby," He jumped out of the bed, his eyes still half asleep as he cradled me in his large, safe arms.
"Hold me the whole night?" I look up at his puppy dog eyes.
"Sweetheart, I'd do that any night," He smiles, his silk lips placing a peck of tenderness on my quivering ones.
He picked me up and laid me back onto the bed, tucking me in tightly like a father would do to his daughter. He crawled from the opposite side, his soft hair falling before his droopy eyes.
"You look so cute right now," I cooed, with a hint of a giggle.
"Then you should see yerself," He beamed, pulling me close by my waist till I was grazing upon his crotch.
The rest of the night was filled with noises of floor boards creeping, knocking on the glass windows. It had become a routine for me to dart up just when I was drifting off to sleep. Ritchie would nuzzle his head into my neck, his nose grazing against me, it was quite comforting.
Each time a noise would frighten me, or a shadow would alert me, he would be right there to comfort me, assure me nothing was wrong.
I began to feel a familiar feeling with his new founded attitude. Just seeing him be so manly, protective was attractive, and very sexy.
"You're so sweet Ritchie," I cooed, purposefully brushing my bum against his crotch, which stiffened almost instantly.
"Mmm, someone's horny?" He chuckles, trailing kisses down my neck and jawline.
"Please Ritchie," I beg, flipping over to face him.
He only gives me a smile, and crawls on top of me, sitting on his knees as his kisses turn into bites once he gets down to my collarbone, I couldn't help but squirm under his incredible touch.
"Mmm baby," He bummed against my skin, my blouse immediately being thrown off of my body, the cold air smacking me in my chest. Ritchie looks up at me, just before diving into the valley of my breasts, shaking his face between them.
"Ritchie, please," I beg again, needing to just feel him inside me.
"Okay love, okay," He replied simply, ridding himself of his boxers. He glided his hand across my leaking folds, smiling as he saw my body shiver up. With his warning being a look, he aligned himself with my slit, just before sliding himself into me.
"RITCHIE!" I cried out instantly, my eyes automatically shutting.
"I love ye baby, I love ye, I love ye," He chanted, after a moment of letting me adjust he thrusts hard into me, gripping tightly on my hips.
With every thrust he kept repeatedly hitting my g-spot, he leaned down to kiss me, bite my bottom lip, suck my upper one. His nails were deeply imbedded into my skin now.
"Oh Ritchie!" I moaned out, my arms tightly hanging from his neck and shoulders.
"Say me name love, say it say it," He eggs me on, nibbling one the lobe of my ear.
"RITCHIE I'M CLOSE!" I shout, my head falling back a tad.
"Let it go, let it go for me love, let it go, let it go" he repeated, my walls securely clenched around his length. A loud moan of pleasure flew out from my lips as I exploded onto him, hearing his moans of approval and arousal.
"God love, so, so hot," He groaned, beads of sweat cascading off of his fore head.
"Please Richie, cum in me, cum for your princess," It was my turn to push him over the edge. My legs were already wrapped around his back, yet I couldn't help shoving him closer to me.
I could feel his natural twitch, his thrusts became lazier, he continued to grunt as I yelled nasty little nothing to him, needing to feel his cum inside me.
"Baby!" He called out, finally shooting his cum, the warm substance coating my walls, it's warmth making a calming sensation flood over me.
He begins to pull out, but I stop him instantly.
"No don't, you'll feel more safe Ritchie," I smile, bringing him back into me.
"I love ye," He chuckles, still panting in an attempt to catch his breath.
I knew one thing that night, I was somewhat happy to be in the Stanley Hotel, but only because of my Ritchie.
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