With one hand, he expertly tore through my stockings and pulled my underwear to one side. “Oh, you’re already so wet. Excellent.”
I stood on my toes to get my height just right, and bent forward over the back of the couch in anticipation of what Bryant had planned for me. All thoughts of anything else had disappeared, and my worries melted away. I knew it wouldn’t last forever, but at least for now, I didn’t have to spiral.
Bryant’s fingers tested my entrance, playing with me like I was an interesting toy. I bit at my bottom lip, allowing myself to simply enjoy the sensation of it. He definitely knew what he was doing, and it made me regret that I hadn’t done this with a more experienced man like him before.
“You’re so tight,” he said as he slipped two fingers inside of me, and I found myself letting out a moan again. He moved so fast that it felt almost as if his hand was vibrating, and my jaw dropped to the floor with how hard I was breathing.
A sheen of sweat formed on my forehead, and some of my hair fell from the tight updo I’d had it in. I didn’t think about how I’d look walking away from here, or that the night staff might spot me on my way to my room. That was a problem I could deal with later.
“Having fun?” Bryant teased, and nodded eagerly. “That’s good, because I’m so far from done with you.”
It sounded like a promise, one that made me shiver right down to my toes.
Bryant increased his speed, and tightened his grip on me with his other hand. Soon enough, I was shaking so much that I couldn’t hold my position, and my feet dropped flat. Bryant didn’t slow down or stop.
When the orgasm hit, it was like something from a movie. It felt as if my eyes were about to roll back in my head and I let out a moan so loud that I could’ve sworn it could be heard inside of the hotel. My entire body was shuddering and Bryant held on to me to keep me from crumbling to one side of the couch.
He rubbed my back as I caught my breath, but I had the feeling he wasn’t done just yet.
“I needed that,” I said with a laugh. “Damn.”
“I could tell,” Bryant answered with a playful tone in his voice. “Are you too tired for what’s coming next?”
“No,” I insisted, realizing that my reply came slightly too quickly and eagerly, and Bryant chuckled at that. “I mean… Please, don’t stop now.”
“Since you asked so nicely, I’ll oblige,” Bryant said, and I felt his fingers slip through my lips again. Then, he pushed his tip against me, but didn’t go in. “I want you to ask again. Properly.”
“Please,” I answered, gripping at the couch pillows. “Please put your cock inside of me.”
“Good.” I felt him thrust into me deeply, and that single movement made me gasp. “Oh, hell yeah. You feel amazing.”
“Mm,” I muttered, licking my lips and pushing my hips backward as I stood on my toes again. “Don’t go slow, please. I can take it.”
Bryant honored my request, and his thrusts were deep and hard from the very start. He hammered himself into me with as much strength as he had, one hand pressing down on my lower back and the other gripping on to my hip. It was a minor addition, but it created an angle that was pure magic.
This was everything I had been craving and more. I closed my eyes and let the movement take me, not caring about anything else in the world. I gave all control over to Bryant, and he was clearly ready and willing to take it.
He moved me subtly, but each time was more powerful and intense than the last. I felt like a doll in his hands, and I liked that more than I would have thought.
“Get up,” Bryant said eventually, helping me up onto my feet.
He bent down slightly behind me, holding my neck with one hand and wrapping his other arm around my body. From this angle, he continued to slam into me while keeping me upright. My legs felt like jelly at this point, and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stand up straight myself.
Everything was shaking with excitement, pleasure, and sheer animal desire. My second orgasm hit in waves and lasted longer than the first. I was surprised with Bryant’s incredible stamina.It seemed as if he could make this last for hours if he wanted to; that was the level of control he had over every movement.
When his release did come with a deep growl and him pulling out, it was as if he had decided exactly when it would happen. He held me for a long moment, leaving a trail of soft kisses in my neck, before he slowly let me go.
“You need to sit?” he asked kindly, leading me back around the couch. I almost collapsed, catching my breath and waiting for my heart to slow down.
“Wow,” I said, trying to tuck the loose strands of hair behind my ears. “You’re… wild.”
“So are you,” Bryant laughed, pulling up his pants. “Can I assume we’ll be doing this again?”
My mind was slowly returning to me, and I hesitated for a second, but I realized that I was in too deep already. I couldn’t back out now. “Yeah.”
“Great,” Bryant leaned down to kiss me on the forehead. “When you’re ready, you should probably get back to your room. Wouldn’t want people to see you like this, huh?”
That woke me up and I pushed myself to my feet, pulling my skirt back into place and trying to fix my hair and blouse as best as I could. Now that I was thinking a bit more clearly, I knew that he was right. I had to get back to my room without being seen.
