The awkward hotel check-in process is never not awkward. The staff is used to the same scenario play out every damn day, you’d think they’d do a better job at not trying to visualize us naked and fucking a few minutes later. After awkwardly smiling and everyone in the lobby we jet to the elevators - which felt like the longest ride i’ve ever been on. He taps the card on the door and opens it for me. He kicks the door shut with his foot and grabs me from the waist, pinning me to the bed. Our sex is hot and urgent. The erection he’s been holding since our smoke on the roof is throbbing against my bare thighs.
We’re sucking each other’s faces at this point while peeling our clothes off. He starts palming my breasts and sucking at my nipples while running his hands along my sides and thighs. He starts making loud kissing noises as he trails my body from my breasts down to my pussy. He’s eating me so fucking good. His tongue is swirling and licking and sucking me in all the right places I’m gasping for hair. I don’t know how he managed to keep his hair - I was pulling it way harder than I should have. He’s eating me out so good that I almost hear a muffled sound where his face is. Fuck, I’m literally shoving his beautiful face into my pussy at this point. I sit up; I want to return the favor.
I grab his neck and pull his face to me and kiss him deep and hard. I flip him so he’s on his back and sit on top of him, smiling while I squeeze my nipples and massage my breasts. I hear him say fuck under his breath. I grab his dick and slide it slowly inside my hot pussy. I’m bouncing on his dick like it’s a fun house. He’s groping my breasts while I ride him and I arch my back. He sits up to lick my chest and suck on my neck. It’s so good I start cumming earlier than I should. He’s ecstatic. When I’m through I lie down between his legs and start sucking long and hard. He’s breathing hard while holding my hair for me. My head’s bobbing up and down while looking at his beautiful face. We’re covered in sweat and the room smells fantastic.
My mouth is filled with him awhile later. I like this guy so much i even grab a towel for him. He says thank you and we both get into the shower...to fuck again. I swear, I don’t know what this guy is made of and to this day I’m still pissed as fuck we didn’t end up fucking any longer. We had the best 2 months of my fucking sex life.
He decided one day that his relationship of 8 years with his stuck-up and boring girlfriend was too safe and too good to pass up over our magical, sex-filled 2 month sitch.
Long story short, I’ve been reduced to a single workaholic comparing him to every guy I meet at this point and it sucks. At least he gave me the best thing out of it -- the best hotel sex I’ve had, and some pretty legendary breakup sex too.
Franco, if you’re reading this: I hate you and want to kick you in the balls. But also: I’d really like to ride you again.
X,
Leila