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“Wow, you were pretty confident in this, weren’t you?” Carrie teased.
“Well, I figured I couldn’t lose. If you said yes, we’d have a wonderful night, without any interruptions. If you said no, I’d have a place to wallow in my pity,” he sneered, and Carrie playfully swatted at his arm.
“You knew I was going to say yes!”
He shook his
head, genuine in his response, “No. I was scared shitless.”
Carrie shook her head, “I would’ve thought you knew me better than that.”
With that, Johnathan’s eyes dropped to a seductive expression and the corner of his mouth curled up, into a suggestive expression.
“What do you say we go up to our hotel room and get to know one another, just a little bit better?”
Eager to show her fiancé just how pleased she was by the night’s turn of events, Carrie was nearly at the door of the restaurant before Johnathan had even finished his suggestion.
Johnathan met up with Carrie in the lobby, he hastily walks up to her and immediately takes her into his arms.
The two begin to kiss intermittently as they walk toward the elevator.
Waiting for the elevator, Cassie eagerly turns toward Johnathan and deepens the kiss. She wraps her arms around his neck and pulls herself close to him.
By the time the elevator arrives, the couple barely notices.
Yet, Johnathan has the presence of mind to guide Carrie back, into the elevator and close the doors before they make anyone uncomfortable.
The surge of the elevator going upward, along with the pressure of Johnathan pressing his muscular body against, her, makes Carrie’s heart start to race, while her stomach churns enthusiastically.
By the time the elevator doors open on their floor, neither of them cares about making anyone else uncomfortable. The two are too enamored in one another.
As soon as the door opens, Carrie presses Johnathan out, backing him up until his back hits the wall behind them.
Carrie giggles as Johnathan grasps her, yanking her up so that her legs can swing around his waist.
Continuing to deepen the kiss, secured in Johnathan’s arms, Carrie weaves her fingers through Johnathan’s hair, reveling in the familiar, yet erotic taste of him.
Together, the couple stagger down the corridor, until they reach their room number.
Johnathan already has the key in hand and as he presses Carrie against the door, his eyes drop to the key slot. He shoves the key into the slot and opens the door, seemingly in one movement.
Once inside, Johnathan closes the door again and swings Carrie around, so that they both land on the bed.
Carrie yells out and holds on tight to Johnathan, who chuckles as he separates himself from her, only to gaze down at her.
Johnathan takes in Carrie’s magnetizing beauty. The red dress that she had decided to wear tonight was stark against the soft, alabaster skin that lead to her cleavage. While her long hair flowed around her head, like a golden crown. Her lips, a deep rouge, were moist and puffy from Johnathan’s kiss and her chest heaved, regaining the breath that was lost during their intimacy.
Johnathan was breathing hard too, but instead of strain, his heightened breathing had to do with anticipation as the endorphins raged inside of him.
He grinned down at Carrie, while his hand came up, curving around her throat, while his lips pressed into the nape of her neck.
Carrie groaned, her pelvis already thrusting upwards, as she felt the rough stubble of her lover’s cheek against her skin.
Already feeling moisture lubricating her center, Carrie was easing her way toward Johnathan’s manhood.
She wanted him badly and her womanly aching wasn’t going to allow her to hold out for long.
Carrie longed to feel him inside of her, pulsing with long, thrusting motions eradicating any doubt of his affections for her, more with every strike.
