Page 2 of Jewel

“Finish your wine and then we’ll head up to your room.”

Without thought I followed his command, heat running down my neck. I reached for my glass and downed the remaining wine in a few swallows. He chuckled, his right hand giving my thigh a light squeeze as he reached for his drink and drained the rest of it, the ice cubes clinking together. I was doing this. I was taking a stranger up to my hotel room. Once his glass was back on the counter, he signalled to the bartender and charged the drinks to his room.

He stood up and gestured out to his side. “Shall we?”

I reached for the letter Husband had written me and slipped off my stool; a burst of heat rolled through my body as my ass brushed up against the edge. I gasped as I tried to stop my legs from collapsing underneath me.

“Are you okay?” Concern radiated from him as he gripped my elbow, holding me upright.

“Ye-yes, I just... I really want you.”

My eyes widened at my words. I slowly peered up at him, hoping I hadn’t crossed a line.

A predatory smile looked down at me, his grip on my elbow tightening.

“That’s good because I really want you too.”

His free hand turned me toward him, slowly running up my arm and over my shoulder. A shiver racked my body as his hand circled the bottom of my throat and slid up the column of my neck coming to rest just below my jawline. He tilted my head back at the same time he applied pressure to the elbow that was still in his grip, forcing my chest to press into him. Eyes roving over my face, he slowly lowered his lips to mine. My eyes fluttered shut as his lips pressed into mine, his hand readjusting so that his thumb pulled down on my chin demanding I open to him. As soon as I complied, his tongue swooped in and took ownership of my mouth.

My clit was aching with the need to be touched, to be pinched, licked. Anything. Wanting to show him that I was as into the moment as he was, I pressed myself further into him and captured his lower lip, gently pulling on it with my lips. A low moan escaped him as he dipped back into my mouth and moved me so that his erection pressed into my stomach, which only had me returning his moan and gently grinding my pelvis into him.

Slowly he released my mouth, breathing hard. When I opened my eyes, his were already on me.

“Let’s go.”

He reached behind me and grabbed the clutch that I’d left on the counter. Holding my elbow, he guided me out of the bar and toward the elevator as if we were a couple. His grip was firm yet reassuring. It felt oddly safe, like he knew what I wanted and was going to treat me well. The fact that he was a stranger was starting to lose its importance to me. I wanted to please Husband. He wanted me to let a man fuck me all night long. All that mattered was that I was a good girl and did as I was told.

We waited a moment at the elevator; every second that passed I prayed that no one else would come by. I wasn’t sure I could hide how I was feeling right now. Submission was calling me, the space in my mind that let everything else melt away, I could feelit just out of reach. All I needed was a tiny push and it would be there. And somehow, I knew that this man would find a way to make that happen, and he would enjoy it.

Finally, the elevator dinged and the doors to our right opened. Gently, he steered me toward the elevator and moved us to the back wall. Keeping an arm wrapped around me, he leaned forward and pressed the number for my level. Questions started to form in my mind, but instantly deserted me when his hand moved to cup the underside of my ass cheek, his thumb and index finger slipping between my thighs. My breath stuttered in my throat as his thumb toyed with the edge of my panties right in the crease where my inner thigh turned to sensitive flesh.

Drawing circles with his thumb, he edged further and further into the center of my panties. I found myself widening my legs without even realizing what I had done. He took instant advantage, his thumb dragging right down the center over my slit. Shame almost filled me as I realized how wet I really was. The dampness of the cloth covering my pussy pressed into me with his motions. Suddenly he was leaning down into me, placing a kiss on my Love Bite.

“Relax, just enjoy it. I’d be disappointed if you weren’t already dripping for me.”

His words were exactly what I needed to hear; my head lolled to the side, giving him better access to my neck. He pressed his body into me, his mouth opening right over where my neck met my collarbone. My knees almost buckled beneath me. The only thing that stopped me from falling was his hand holding my ass. He had just started to edge one of his fingers under my panties when the doors dinged open, announcing our arrival at my level.

A jagged breath left him as he released me and turned toward the doors. Taking my hand and lacing our fingers together, he gently pulled me out of the elevator and turned left toward my room. I followed him, my hand crushing the letter fromHusband. When we made it to my door he backed me up against the wall, my shoulders pressing into it as he nudged his thigh between my legs. The hand not holding my clutch gripped my hip as he leaned down and kissed me, his tongue taking possession of my mouth. His thigh pushed into my clit, the warmth of his leg heating my thighs even as I felt the wetness from my panties soaking into his pants.

His hand tightened on my hip, and as if he could read my mind, he forced my hips to move, making me rub my pussy into him. I moaned into his mouth as my clit burned from the push and pull. Releasing my mouth, he looked down at me as he continued making me fuck his leg.

“Get your key out.”

He held my clutch against my hand. My lips were swollen from his kiss, my fingers trembling as I reached for the bag. He gripped my other hip, pulling me down harder onto him as he continued grinding my clit into him. My wetness was all over his thigh, the lips of my pussy sliding together, pulling tight, stretching my clit. My breath was coming in short sharp puffs through my mouth as it hung open just a little bit, head rocking with the motion of my body.

Just as I pulled the key card out his hands moved down, sliding to firmly cup my ass and then to work under my thighs. Suddenly he lifted me, hands pulling at my thighs so that my legs wrapped around his waist. My arms came up to drape around his neck as his mouth landed on mine and my body pressed back into the wall, this time with his whole body flush against me. His belt buckle pushed directly into my panties, his fingers digging into my inner thighs as they held me up.

This time when he started moving me to rock against him, I moved my body too. The edge of the buckle was right under my clit, and with every thrust of my hips it rolled over the edge, pinching and pulling, pleasure rushing up into me. Little tinymoans escaped me with every breath, every roll of my clit, my ass clenching with each upward motion. Everything was drawing up tight. With every downward motion I was pushing down further, harder, thighs spreading apart opening up my pussy as it screamed out to be filled.

His kiss had lost its rhythm, tongue plunging into my mouth and tangling with mine, pulling back. Biting my lip. Head turning, changing the angle. My fingers thrust into his hair, holding on, tugging. When he broke the kiss he dropped his forehead on mine, breathing hard.

“Fuck.”

I tried to reach up and get another kiss, but he pinched the skin of my thigh between his forefinger and thumb, a flick of pain curving down and under, zapping straight up into my pussy.

“Stop, we need to go into your room. Now.”

“I’m sorry.”

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