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“Right here? In the elevator?” I ask, thinking my teasing might’ve backfired.
Before I know it, I’m down on my knees and praying that no one comes in. His bulge is full in his trousers, leaving nothing to anyone’s imagination. I salivate and stare hungrily at his constrained cock.
I wait patiently for him to make a move. I want to rip his cock out right there and swallow it down my throat and hear him moan for me. But I know better.
Matt unbuckles and unzips his pants. The anticipation of watching that zipper go down is enough to drive me wild. A cock I’ve never seen before, a cock I’ve been aching to suck...it gets me so worked up justthinkingabout it. I’m more aroused than I could ever imagine.
He moves his hands to his hips. I take his cock out and just stare at it for a moment. It’s big. It’s wide. And it’s gonna be the death of me, I can tell. I knew he’d be packing, but this is insane.
Fully exposed in front of me—and at full attention—is Matt’s long, thick cock. I lose all of my control and do what I’ve been craving. I suck the tip, milking it with my mouth, and then I go to town along his shaft. It’s too big to take all at once, but that doesn’t mean I don’t try.
“Mmmm. Holy shit, girl,” I hear Matt moan in approval. “Get it nice and slick.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I’m watching the numbers. The elevator is ascending, but I keep going.
I lick his cock up and down, coating it with my spit. Matt rests his hand on the back of my head.
His touch is so different from the other brothers I’ve spent quality time with. It's less...forceful, I notice. As I analyze his hand placement, I also continue to suck and spit onto his cock. I bob my head back and forth over it and and bask in the taste of his skin.
It’s all happening so quickly...yet so very slow.
The feeling of his cock sliding in and out against my lips has me worked up. I part my legs to stabilize myself, and as I suck his cock I start humping the air, trying to get any and all friction from my panties to graze against my clit.
Being here all night with him, picking up on his sexy comments over dinner, just fantasizing about this in my mind all night, and it’s all coming to fruition.
Matt is pleased with me and my advances. His fingers scratch my scalp gently and I feel like a little pet being rewarded with affection.
“Stand up,” Matt orders, zipping his pants and putting away that fucking perfect cock.
His words echo through me. I get my feet under me and raise myself back up.
Then he slings me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
Fuck.
And just then, as I’m draped over his arm, the elevator pings.
The doors open to an empty hallway and I sigh a breath of relief.
He leads me to the hotel suite and I’m aching for more. I know he’ll deliver.
I feel like I’m his possession for the night and that makes me quake. My fantasies collide with reality.
It’s too good to be true, isn’t it?
My heart is racing. I’m so on edge with anticipation.
He takes me into the suite and everything’s perfect—glamorous, even. He throws me up against the wall and continues his efforts.
“Arch your back,” he growls against my neck. “And turn around.”
His cock is hard, straining against his pants and I’m dying to unleash it.
I stare at him deeply in the eyes and the emotion behind it takes me off guard. He’s too intense. I turn away first, facing the wall like he said.
I push my breasts up against the elegant wallpaper and try to control my breathing. I arch my back like a good girl, and soon Matt grabs my tits from behind with his large hands. He caresses them gently, and slowly becomes more forceful.
I really love when I’m manhandled. The primal feeling of it all really turns me on, and boy is that the case here. My pussy’s wet and I’m dying for some attention down there.
