[Night]
Entering the hotel lobby, arms wrapped around each others’ waist, they walked in step toward the elevator, not ignoring, but simply not seeing the curious looks from others as the pair talked animatedly to each other. Entering the elevator, they reached for the “7” button, hands bumping as they both stabbed then withdrew their fingers in surprise. Stumbling over each other, they, both, asked, “Are you on seven? I am, too.”
As the doors slid shut, Pat looked at Alex, “You know that you have the most beautiful eyes. I just can’t stop staring into them,” she giggled and blushed, then continued, “I can’t believe I told you that! I’m so embarrassed.”
As Pat’s head drops, cheeks brightening from pink to scarlet, Alex, lifts her chin with one finger, “Your eyes are exotic and enchanting, like jade.”
Without another thought, their lips met, passionately, hungrily. Their lips part, tongues darting, teeth nibbling as their bodies press closely into the curves of the other. The elevator chimes and the doors slide open. They stumble out and to the right. Parting their kissing, arms wrapped around each other, they walk down the hall, stopping in front of a door.
Alex looks at Pat, who is turning around and taking a step away, pulling him along. His resistance, makes her look back. As they are both reaching for a different door, they realize that their rooms are across the hall from one another. They look at each other, a single thought occurring to each of them, they say in unison, “Tonya.”
Pat pulls out her keycard and jams it into the door, as it clicks, she pulls Alex toward her, they stumble through the door. Arms and fingers work furiously to unbutton, unzip, and unclasp everything keeping their bodies from touching. As Pat’s heels come off, she shrank from being slightly taller than Alex, to two inches shorter and that difference seemed to make everything click into place. Naked, holding, kissing, stroking the others’ curves, they seek and find spots causing gasps, giggles, moans, and even those spots which cause them to draw closer together. One of the many times Pat lifted up on tip toes to kiss Alex on the lips, they both shifted their feet at the same time. When Pat lowers back to her heels, Alex shifts and completely accidently, he penetrates her. The head of his cock, slipped between her thighs and breached her, if only barely. Alex and Pat freeze, eyes flying open, staring at the other, almost accusingly. No one stopped to open a condom, and now he was inside her. Alex had condoms, just in case, but they were in his room only a few steps away. Both could feel Alex’s pulse racing through his throbbing, but neither moved - neither wanted to move at all - to get a condom.
Alex lets out a breath he was holding, inhaling a moment later. That little movement, caused him to swell just a little more, pressing a little deeper inside her and turning a corner. Pat reached around and taking Alex by the hips, pulled him deeply into her, both gasping as she did so. Standing, at first, he began thrusting into her as she pulled on his hips, driving him deeper and deeper, their gasps almost in unison. They stumbled onto the bed, landing on their sides. He rolled on top of Pat and they moved into a natural rhythm of moans, gasps, and thrusts. As they climbed the mountain, their thoughts never turned to the morning, nor any further than the next gasp and thrust. They continued for a few minutes, when suddenly, Pat rolled Alex onto his back and she straddled him. Never, before, had a woman taken control during sex, though he had dreamed about it. His gasps turned into shocked moans almost immediately as she exercised her muscles around him, stroking him as she moved atop him.
Pat was the first to climax, but she slowed her movements just before she tumbled off the cliff into bliss, so he might not follow her immediately. As she had hoped, her slowing gave him time to regain control and let her bliss wash over her, before he rolled her over again. This time, he withdrew completely, and stood from the bed. The sense of loss from his sudden departure caused tears to begin rolling down her cheeks. He reached out and roughly flipped her over onto her stomach, before pulling her hips up and toward the edge of the bed.
As she figured out what he had in mind, he thrust into her deep. Her moan was loud and she climaxed again, suddenly. Unlike before, when he awaited her climax to ebb, he pulled at her hips and thrust deeply into her, harder and harder. For once, Pat wished she had longer hair, so he might pull it as he thrust into her, but he surprised her by reaching down and softly, tenderly caressing her hanging nipples, while at the same time, ramming so hard into her that she thought she might bruise. The contrast of his forceful fucking her while softly playing with her nipples caused her moans to increase.
She could hear his breathing change, figuring he was getting close to his own climax. She wanted them to climax together, if possible, so as she was about to climax again, she clenched her muscles and was shocked and rewarded by his sudden climax. Both of them passed beyond conscious thought for a time as the bliss washed over them.
This time, the wave did not end at one climax. They each climaxed twice, and somehow crawled into the bed afterward, though neither remembers how they did that. They drifted out of the waking world, wrapped in each others’ arms, they slept and dreamt of naked body parts, slick with sweat.
Chapter 4: Day
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