Well, the man is definitely hot. I bit my lower lip as I stare at his body, all muscle and exuding strength. I have no doubt he's strong.
"Like what you see?" He asked huskily as he stands in the middle of the room. It was a standard hotel room: bed and bathroom. My eyes are drawn to him.
"I bet I'll like it better if it's bare." I managed to say. I gulped as he smirked, reaching to the edge of his shirt and pulling it over his head. He stood there with his bare chest and all I wanted in that moment is to run my hands over the defined muscles of his body. I walked slowly towards him, dropping the cardigan in my hand. He pulled me against him when I got closer, his hands on my hips. I touched his body, ran my hands all over his firm muscles, as our breathing turned slow and heavy. I turned to look at his face. I gulped again, knowing that this is really happening. He stooped down to capture my lips and I can only give in to the desire he has been building up inside me. I was hungry for him. I was craving his touch. I want to be owned, even if it's just for tonight. Though I barely know him, he draws me in, makes me trust him. When he tasted every inch of skin he could reach from our embrace, I could only moan and moan his name. When it got too hot for only kisses, he reached inside my shirt, pulling it up slowly, revealing my skin underneath. He was doing it so slowly the suspense is getting to me. I made an impatient noise and helped him take off my shirt. He groaned and I watch him as he surveys my own body. He dipped his head lower and licked the top of my breasts. I can only take so much. I made a noise of frustration. I want him and I want him now. I pulled back to take the rest of my clothing off. When he noticed my actions, I was glad to see him doing the same. He was slow, though. Doing it while watching me. I pounced on him as soon as he dropped his boxers down. He held me as I ravaged his mouth, taking control, with my legs around him, his hands on my leg and back. I run my hands through his hair. It's long enough for me to grip on them. I moaned against his mouth. I could feel his erection under me. I shifted and he groaned. He moved towards the bed and lowered me down. As soon as my back touched the sheets, I reached out to touch him. I was burning for him. He didn't disappoint with the way he gave attention to every part of my body, the pleasure we gave to each other, and the highs we reached together through the remainder of the night.