I was in town for a job, and I should have been evaluating the hotel and its employees. Instead, I was enjoying the evening with a stranger.
It wasn't something I'd ever done before. I was usually professional on an assignment. But tonight I'd wanted the release, the break from the monotony of traveling to a new place, always staying in a room in a different town. The hotels might have been different, but they always felt the same.
I got to know the area, sampled what the hotel had to offer, and rendered my opinion on what the owners could do to update the guest experience. I'd gotten a reputation for results.
I'd started out working for one hotel as an employee and quickly fell into a relationship with my manager. I'd made a few suggestions to update the inn, and when our relationship came to light, I was let go, and he got credit for my ideas. I vowed never to work for anyone else again, so I started my own business. My reputation was slowly building, and the results spoke for themselves.
The work meant a lot of nights away from my new beachfront condo. I was out of town more often than not. It was exhausting, but it was nice to be in demand and to have my opinion respected.
Now I was naked and straddling this guy's lap. "I didn't catch your name."
His hand settled on my back. "Boone."
"Kennedy."
He pulled me close so that I felt his hard dick. "It's nice to meet you Kennedy."
It would only take one move, and the tip would be inside me. We were playing a dangerous game. I'd only just gotten his name, and I was rubbing myself all over him. "I can't think of a better introduction."
He sucked one nipple into his mouth, and I gasped.
This was exactly what I needed. One night with a man who knew what he wanted and went after it. It didn't hurt that he knew his way around a woman's body.
I hadn't felt so attracted to anyone in a long time. I was always moving from one place to another; there wasn't enough time to develop a relationship with anyone. So tonight was a one-off. An enjoyable night. I'd be gone in a few short weeks, and I'd forget all about this.
His teeth scraped my skin before he moved to the other nipple. I was gliding over his dick, the need quickly building inside me.
"I want to taste you," he said before moving me so that I was resting on a slope in the tub that I wasn't aware of. He positioned me so that my pussy was hovering out of the water but level with his mouth.
He blew air over my clit, and I trembled, needing more.
"Boone."
He lowered his mouth, breathing me in before sucking on my clit.
I cried out as he used a finger to enter me.
I couldn't stop the trembling now.
He was driving me higher with each swipe of his tongue and thrust of his finger.
My heart beat wildly as the orgasm built inside of me. I wasn't going to survive this.
A part of me wanted to hold off, but another part of me had a feeling that this one orgasm wouldn't be the last I'd experience tonight. He was playing my body like he knew exactly what he was doing.
We had a special kind of chemistry. One you didn't encounter often. Who knew when I'd meet someone like this again? I should take advantage of it and enjoy every second of the pleasure he was giving me.
The scruff on his face was adding another element to the sensations. I couldn't stop the orgasm from rushing through my body.
I held onto his shoulder and cried out as the waves of pleasure washed over me. He continued to touch and suck until the spasms slowed and my muscles relaxed.
He eased us into the water so that I was seated on the bench again. "I need to grab a condom."
"Hurry," was all I said as I tried to recover my breath. He pulled himself out of the water and grabbed a condom from his wallet before smoothing it over his dick. Then he was in the water, pulling me to straddle him again.
I rose up, and he held his dick so that I could sink over him, inch by delicious inch. I'd never felt so full before. As if he was reaching every inch of me.
His gaze was on the spot where we joined. "You look so gorgeous taking my cock."