Winning Big

Strawberries and Cream

*NO SMUT*

I went back up to my room to take a nap. It had only been a few hours, but I was exhausted. The time I spent with Emily was the most fun I have ever had. She really was helping me let go.

I changed into some comfy shorts and a sports bra before jumping in bed. As I dozed off, my head swirled with the thought of Emily. Her lips, her eyes, her touch. I was absorbed by her and how she made me feel. Her voice slowly helped me drift into sleep.

An hour or so later, I was woken up by a knock on my door. I didn't know who it could be. Then I remembered. I made plans with her. 

Emily knocked again. I stumbled out of bed and rushed to the door. She was standing there, in the doorway, wearing a pair of jeans that flared at the bottom and a black tank top.

Her head dropped and she bit her lip, "You forgot..." She looked disappointed.

"No!" I tried to explain myself, "I just fell asleep and haven't had time to get ready."

"Oh," Her eyes looked up as her expression changed, "Maybe we should stay in then. Just watch a movie? Order room service?"

"That sounds perfect." I smiled sweetly and welcomed her into the room.

That sounds like a date? 

She stepped in and walked towards the phone on the desk. I closed the door and hopped onto the bed. I sat on my knees and pulled my hair into a ponytail.

"You look cute," she said, picking up and the phone and dialing the number for room service, "I like your bra."

"Oh, thanks." I blushed a little and rolled over to find the TV remote.

You're cuter.

She turned around to look at me, "So, what are you thinking?"

"About your body... specifically undressed," I said, walking up to her and starting to pull at her tank top.

"I mean what do you want to eat?" She laughed and passed me the menu.

"Oh... um, whatever you're having I guess."

I found the remote and tried turning it on but it was being stubborn. I gave up and tossed it towards her, falling forward to lie on my stomach. 

She talked into the phone in a soft, sweet voice, "Yes, hi. We are going to skip lunch and go straight to dessert..." I felt her staring at me and I followed her eyes and my chest.

Wow... great minds think alike...

"Could we get some chocolate-covered strawberries and a bottle of white wine up at room 720?" She paused and listened to the person on the other end, then looked at me and winked, "Yes, thank you. Extra whipped cream. Perfect."  

She hung up the phone and slipped off her shoes, climbing onto the bed. She took the remote and turned on the TV on her first try like it was nothing.

"Here, you choose," she handed me the remote, "It really getting hot."

I took it and smiled, "So maybe you should take off your clothes..." 

I heard her chuckle and hit my leg. I kicked her little in response. Soon enough, what started out as a playful touch, turned into a full-on smackdown. I was pinned against the sheets by my wrists and Emily's lips were traveling all over my body. Her knee perched between my legs, applying a slight bit of pressure. 

"What happened to watching a movie and eating in?" I asked, laughing. 

Emily brought her head up so she could look at me, "Oh ya..."