Hotel Rooms

Hotel rooms are always the places where unspeakable things happen between the sheets or in the shower, the walls only knowing the secrets kept inside of them. A forbidden secret between you and another person, a secret of the pleasure you’ve exchanged, the moans that echoed around that room, how good it all felt. But as soon as you leave that very room, it’s all forgotten. The clothes from the previous night clinging onto those memories, the lust, the euphoric feeling.

Every single inch of each other's skin explored, every nerve stimulated, every hair standing on end from an endless night of pleasure. That’s all you wanted. It’s all you needed right now. The anticipation that builds as you reach your bedroom door, flinging it open and closed as you usher yourselves into the room. As soon as the latch clicks into place, you know you’re safe to dive into each other's bodies.

He holds your hands high above your head as he pushes your small frame against the wall behind you. His knee pushes up between your legs, meaning you’re able to release some of the growing pressure between your legs. He looks down at you, him grinning above you, he knows how he drives you wild.He thrives on making you feel this way, making you a malleable mess under his touch.

His soft lips linger over your neck and his warm breath makes you tense even more than you already are. Keeping your hands firmly above your head with one hand, his other slithers to your hip: keeping you in your place. His lips finally hit the sweet spot located on your neck, making you push your head backwards into the wall as you squirm in pleasure. Jolts of pleasure already surging through me and he had barely begun.

Your hands are freed and they then wander over his chest, tugging at the shirt he was wearing. He rather quickly pulls you away from the wall and brings you over to the bed where he climbs atop of you, as the struggle was apparent to how much you were craving him. How much you were craving his touch, his scent, his body all over yours. Everything about him is what you carnally need.

Both of your lips crash against each other, every second that passes by, the more passionate the kiss becomes. He hitches up your dress exposing your bare self beneath, you’d planned this. You’d planned for him to see you like this. It’s all you’d been thinking about. You needed him in every possible way. He runs his hand over your thighs, your hunger for him growing by the minute. You pull his hand closer to your heat, you're dying for him to just ravish you. His digits pushed into your wetness, each push in and out, your pussy clenches around him. Each time a moan escapes from your lips but he silences you with his own sweet tasting lips.

He then began to pull his belt off, his eyes not breaking contact with yours. He guides your hand to his now evident bulge, insinuating he wants you to remove his garments. You fumble around trying to find the zip, before pulling them down along with his briefs, exposing his cock. It was the thickest cock you’d ever seen, already throbbing and dripping with pre-cum. He'd been waiting for this moment all evening, waiting all evening to ruin you. Your eyes light up as you wrap your hands around his shaft and lower your head taking him past those pouting, gasping lips and into your mouth. . He throws his head back as you bob your head up and down, your tongue swirling around his tip, your spit dripping down him. Your eyes pleading and hungry from below.

You notice how he tenses each time you bob your head up and down. The feeling of him being stood tall above you made you feel helpless at his disposal. Merely his plaything. He fists your hair pulling you away from his cock, he makes you look at it as it sways back and forth in front of you. He makes you beg for his cock to be buried in your dripping wet pussy. All you can do is beg, you’re ravenous for it. Ravenous for every inch to be inside you, filling you and stretching you.

He pulls you up from your knees and onto the bed. He spreads your legs apart and pushes himself into you. The first thrust always feels the best ; the way you bite your lip as he fills you completely, the way your toes curl, the way your eyes roll into the back of your head. The way he mutters “fuck” under his breath as he slides into you. He owned every inch of you in this moment. The second you entered the room you were surrendering your body to him completely.

This was a rendezvous full of nothing but devilish mischief, desire , lust and most importantly, obedience and pleasure. He begins to pick up pace, thrusting harder and harder, making your eyes close in bliss. His hand tilts your head from one side to straight infront of him. Your glassy, dazed eyes lock with his as he continues to slide in and out, back and forth, the pace getting harder and deeper still. Your hands gripping the bed sheets so hard that you almost pull them off. His cock was already throbbing inside of you, you could feel he was close.

He pulls his cock out of you and gets off the bed, now demanding you on your knees once more. He pulls your hair into a ponytail and guides his cock into your mouth, taking even more of him than before. You know that once he cums in that pretty little mouth of yours that your mind will become even more of a will- crushed, docile plaything for him to use as he pleases. Bug you didn’t mind. You wanted this? You wanted to be his plaything. His toy. And that is all you should be. You gave one last glance up at him before he emptied himself into your mouth, you take every drop and don’t let a single drop spill.