I imagine you sitting at the end of the bed, watching me and my entire body shudders at the very thought. My hips rise off the bed with pleasure and I continue to torture myself with the vibrating tip of my toy. I can’t play with myself for too long because I have an aching need to cum. The frustrating build up of the day has me seeking the explosion I have been yearning for since I first saw you across the square. I pant, and moan as the build up inside me threatens to finally break and I see the slow lick of your lips playing back in my mind. Oh, to feel that tongue on me, my hips buck uncontrollably and suddenly it is not the toy nestled between my upper folds, relentlessly vibrating on my clit. It’s your tongue. I imagine that it’s your lips closing round my clit, and I curl two fingers inside myself but they’re your fingers pressing on exactly the right spot inside me as you form a vacuum and suck my clit into that mesmerising mouth of yours. I cry out your name into the empty room as I cum violently, eyes closed tight against the force of my orgasm, fingers buried deep inside myself, heels pressing into the bed.
The buzz of the bullet continues as I continue to tease myself through the aftershocks and I am lightheaded with the intensity of it. I finally press the soft, rubber button to turn my little toy off and smile to myself as I stretch out all my long limbs. Star fishing in the bed and marveling at how crisp and cool the sheets are beneath my flaming hot body. I need a bath, a lovely long soak in the tub with my book. Maybe a glass of wine? I jump up and head to the bathroom to start running the water into the large, round bath. I fill it with Molten Brown Coco and Sandalwood bath gel and inhale the scent deeply. The water feels amazing as I slide my now satiated body into the oversized tub. I languish in there and congratulate myself on not making a complete fool of myself when faced with you unexpectedly.
Wrapped in the soft robe of the hotel, I take my time applying my make-up and I dry my fragrant hair at the lavish dressing table, enjoying the scent. I am looking forward to a night out with Natalie where I can relax and just enjoy catching up with her when my phone beeps. I grab it excitedly, expecting it to be her and my mouth drops open as I read the message from an unknown number.
‘Room 1610, yeah?’
It can only be from you, who else would it be from, but how? I didn’t tell you what room I’m in. I practically sprinted across the road to get away from you earlier. I never gave you my new number. The adrenaline spikes through my body as it dawns on me. Natalie.
My phone beeps again and my hands shake as I pick it up to slide the message down from the top of the screen.
‘I’m outside’
And the soft knocking at the door makes me nearly jump out of my skin.