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hotel room
"Some friends have a hotel room. Come on up, have a drink." I already know the gist of the end of this evening but the mystery of its finer details have me curling my toes with excitement.
I fetch you from the lobby. We’re good at many things but we feel like masters of appearing casual to the public, sexless, merely acquainted. Even the privacy of the elevator to the twelfth floor isn’t enough to make me touch you. I think of all the ways I could approach pinning you to the wall of the lift to grind against you but my hands somehow resist.
All night we remain at least four feet apart: you rolling cigarettes and leaning out on the balcony to light them, me sipping shitty wine and smirking at the television.
I take that back. The tension is tangible. We hardly maintain eye contact and when we manage to we find ourselves with lips parted. I want to taste you so bad. The wee hours of the morning roll around and all the occupants of the living room retire to bedrooms, except for us. We’re abruptly alone on the couch-bed.
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You throw your shirt and jeans off and lie back roughly, pulling me over on my side to hold you, then pulling my leg across your hips. I trail a fingernail along your ribs. We both know we don’t have time for niceties when you could be up to your balls in pussy. Having exchanged those wanting glances with each other all night, the most we manage is “how’ve you been?” before you’re on top of me.
"We’ve gotta get you out of this playsuit." I love the way your hands seem to spasm while you mess with buttons, hooks and straps. I thrive on knowing that somewhere in your chest your heart is absolutely pounding. Get enough blood to that gorgeous cock of yours, I think, and let you trail your lips down my naked body.
"Tease me," I manage to whisper. Immediately you’re grazing your mouth along my thighs and kissing everything except the part of me I desperately want you to kiss. When you finally do I writhe with pleasure. You slide two fingers into me and curl them upwards. The sensation is intense; this is your favourite little trick and you don’t hesitate to make it as pronounced and rapid as you can. I stifle a shriek.
You suddenly climb back up to rest your lips on my ear. “Do you like to be dominated?”
I feel a twinge in my pelvis. “Yes.”
Without delay you slide a hand around my neck, gently, but firmly enough for me to know you own me tonight. You raise your voice to just above a whisper next to my ear and it’s the sexiest sound in the world. “Listen to me. You’re gonna suck my cock. You’re gonna make it nice and wet with your spit so I can fuck you. Understand?”
I tremble and nod before you kneel and slide your jocks down to free your cock. I hardly have time to smile at how happy it is to see me before you’ve pushed my head down on you. Your hand on the back of my head makes me want to please you. I wrap one hand around your stiffening dick and try to take a quick breath before returning you to my mouth but you’re already bucking your hips to match me. I get you as wet as I can because I know you won’t be gentle when you fuck my pussy.
"I’m going to use you. You’re going to be my slut for the rest of the night and I’m going to fuck you as many times as I want to, however I want to. Now tell me you want it." You pull me free from your wet cock and bury your face in my neck, your teeth locking against my skin.
"I want it," I incant, reaching down to play with myself a little while you can’t see. I can think of nothing more enticing than being your whore all night, being used by you, being your fucktoy.
"What do you want, you little slut?" you growl, grabbing both my wrists. My clit throbs.
"Your cock. I want your cock. I want you inside me. Fuck me." I’m shaking with desire and my voice cracks as I feel your precum still warm at the back of my mouth. It’s good enough for you. You push me onto my back and pin my arms next to my head with yours. You free one arm momentarily to push your tip inside me, and then I’m completely powerless. You begin to thrust.
It’s merciless, and all the while you’re calling me a slut, a dirty whore. “You like that, don’t you?” I nod and you start to pound me. “Answer me.”
"Yes," I breathe, struggling to smother moans whenever I feel your dick re-enter me. You adjust your shoulders to hook around my legs and thrust again so my knees are almost up by my ears. No, this is completely powerless. I can barely wriggle as you ram your cock into me again and again.
"Where do you want me to cum?" you whisper, an orgasm threatening to wrack your body. This is one of the few choices I know you’ll allow me. I want to please you and I want to taste you.
"In my mouth." The movement you make to kneel and push my face down onto your cock again is sudden, rough, and led by your hand on my throat. I feel you explode. Your taste startles me and I whimper before swallowing as much of your cum as I can.
We pause to breathe. I listen eagerly to your exhalations as they warm the back of my neck, and then I move to look up at you. You smile and bring my hand to your chest, holding it there. Your heart is thudding desperately under my palm. I smile back.
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