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I could barely keep my hands to myself. I asked for this.
I also can’t remember a time when a woman has had me this excited, and while I’m no fool, I know part of it has to be the fact that she’s forbidden.
I can never have her. She’s off-limits.
That’s what it is, and it makes me feel somewhat better.
Not the fact she’s a fucking temptress, with a body and a mouth built for sin.
Her plump, large breasts teasing me with that wrap around dress I wanted to peel off, not to mention her ample ass I’d love to grab with both hands. Fuck. Who am I kidding, I wanted to rip the whole damn thing off her, and go fuck her in the bathroom.
Not a good move. Definitely not.
I make the mistake of remembering her in her white bikini the other day at the pool, and how her hard nipples peaked through the material as I tried to keep my gaze at eye level.
I take a shower, and my hand slides to my dick. I start rubbing myself because I’m so damn hard, and I have to getoff. I imagine she’s in here with me, and I’m pulling on her nipples, kissing and caressing her, teasing her as she begs me to go harder, doing her doggie style in the shower with my fingers rubbing her clit.
Jesus.
I also need to see those tits. I need them in my face.
Jerking off is nowhere near as good as being inside a woman, of course.
Imagining Ariana’s body only gets me more frustrated, because if it were anyone else, she’d have been in that elevator with me, then on my bed, spreading wide for me. If we even made it that far. Then I’d lie her down and suck on her sweet, little pussy all night with her hands restrained with my expensive tie, so she couldn’t move.
Oh yeah. I wasn’t kidding when I told her she wasn’t ready for me.
I like to use my tie for all kinds of bad things and imagining her wearing mine with nothing else on only makes me want to go downstairs and drag her up here and shove my cock in her mouth. The little prick tease. I don’t know who she thinks she is.
While I shouldn’t have touched her at dinner, she was giving me an appreciative eye all night, and when a woman does that and I’m sexually attracted to her, it’s like my hands have a mind of their own.
Stupid me acted on it instead of letting her down gently, which is the right thing to do. Now I’ve had my tongue down her throat, and I’ve got a wood that will not quit.
I didn’t fucking come here to hook up with my son’s ex-girlfriend. I should feel repulsed and disgusted, but strangely, I don’t. If he was so fucking perfect, then he should have held onto her, and not let her go like she’s so easily replaceable.
If I had a girl like Ariana, she wouldn’t know what hit her… wait… what the fuck am I saying?IfI had a girl like Ariana? I’m never going to have her. Let’s get that straight.
I have to end this now.
Imagining how I left her plastered against the door only makes matters worse. Her hair disheveled, her lips smeared from our kissing, her breathing coming in fast and heavy as her rack enticed me to take her regardless of where we were. And I could have; she’d have let me. I’d have hitched her hot fucking dress up, slid her panties aside and fucked her raw against the door.
But I’m not a man who is out of control, and that’s what has bugged me the most.
I never lose control.
Except for tonight.
Tonight, I was a fucking idiot.
Maybe I was right in the fact that I need to get out of here. All this shit is messing with my head, and now I’m resorting to satisfying myself, because I can’t take the woman I want.
And I don’t want to go pick up another chick. Besides, I doubt they could quench the sudden thirst I have for Ariana Michaels.
She’s like a vixen with the face of an angel. A body built for sin. Lips made for my cock, and a tongue that I could suck on all night.
Her little mewls, and the way she responded to me, was nothing short of spectacular.
I need to change resorts or go the fuck home.
