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"I'm not married."
"You're not in a situationship?"
"I don't even know what a situationship is." He shakes his head.
"And you don't have a girlfriend?"
"No girlfriend."
"Friends with benefits?"
"Friends with benefits?" He looks at me like he's never heard the term before. "Do I look like the sort of man that has friends with benefits?"
"Yes," I say, nodding my head emphatically. "You look like the sort of man that has several friends with benefits."
"Eh," he says, grinning. "Now, let's take that bra off." He steps forward, and I feel his warm, hard hands on my back, reaching up to unclasp my bra. He slides it off, and within seconds, I'm standing there nude from the waist up. "Beautiful," he says as he leans over and kisses my shoulder and then my collarbone. I feel his tongue licking down the valley between my breasts, and then I freeze as his lips suckle on my nipple, and he lightly bites my nipple.
"That hurt." I moan.
"But doesn't it feel so pleasurable as well?" he says as his fingers start playing with my other nipple.
"Yes," I say, delirious.
"I'm going to show you such a good time," he says. Before I know what he's doing, he picks me up and he carries me toward the king-size bed. I watch as he gets rid of the rest of my clothes, and then I'm lying on the soft, king-sized bed, naked. His face is illuminated by the streetlights shining through the window, and as I stare at him, he reminds me of a handsome film star from the 1940s. His green eyes glitter as he quickly takes off his clothes and then clambers onto the bed next to me. He picks up my foot and starts massaging it, and I wonder what he's doing. "I want you to feel relaxed," he says. "I want you to feel one with the moment. I want you to feel one with me."
"Um, okay?" I say but moan as he massages away my tension and stress. I don't know what he's doing or if he's a professional masseuse or what, but it feels amazing. And then he spreads my legs, and his gaze focuses downward. "I like it," he says. "Not too much hair, but not bare." He shudders. "I hate it bare."
"Good to know."
"This is perfect." He bites down on his lip and then presses his mouth against my inner thigh and kisses upward. I close my eyes as he holds me still with his hands on the top of my thighs and spreads them even wider. "Oh, shit," I moan as I feel his tongue on the tip of my clit, and I know he can feel just how wet I am. He doesn't say anything. Instead, he sucks and licks, and I can feel the pleasure in my body building up. Then he sticks his tongue inside of me, and my body shudders. He grunts as he continues licking and sucking me; I reach down and grab his soft, silky hair and pull it. I know I'm about to come. "You can do it, baby," he says, softly looking up at me and for a couple of seconds, his eyes glance into mine, and we just look at each other. And then he buries his head in my pussy again, and I feel myself coming hard and fast. "Oh, yeah. Oh, you taste like honey. I knew you would." He grunts as he laps me up.
After I orgasm, he kisses my stomach and makes his way toward my face. When he presses his lips against mine, I can taste myself on him, but for some reason, I'm not disgusted. For some reason, I want to feel him inside of me. I reach my fingers to the back of his shoulders and squeeze and dig my nails in as I feel the tip of his cock rubbing against my clit, waiting to glide in.
"I knew you'd be wet," he said, "but I didn't know you'd feel this good." He grumbles something as he reaches over, and a condom packet appears from out of nowhere. He quickly tears it open and slips it on his hard cock. I reach down and run my fingers across his balls, and he grunts before positioning his cock at my entrance again. "I'm going to fuck you so good, Zara.”
"Okay," I whisper to him.
"Okay, what?" he says, glancing down at me, the tip of his hard cock positioned at my opening.
"Okay, Zeus. Fuck me." I cry out in pleasure as he thrusts into me hard and fast, and my entire body feels like it's on top of a mountain, and the mountain is about to come crumbling down to the ground. I don't even care.
"Jump off with me," he says as he grabs my hand, and our bodies tremble together as he thrusts in and out of me. My breasts jiggle back and forth in time with the thrusts. Then he lowers himself down so that his chest is crushed against my breasts, halting their movements. I reach to the back of his neck and kiss him passionately as he increases the pace, and I find myself screaming when he pulls out of me. "Don't worry, I'm not done," he says as he turns me over. He pulls my ass back and up in the air, and then I feel him sliding in from behind. "Fuck, I love it doggy style." He grunts, reaches underneath me, and starts playing with my breasts as he continues sliding in and out of me.
"Oh, shit," I groan as I feel him tense slightly and then pound into me a couple more times. I scream out as I orgasm, and he lets out a long, drawn-out breath before I feel him shuddering behind me.
"Fuck, yeah," he says. A couple of seconds later, he pulls out, and I turn my head back as he pulls the condom wrapper off and dumps it to the side of the bed. He lies on his back, wipes his forehead, and then looks at me. "That was fucking hot," he says. "What do you think?"
"I think that was perhaps…"
"The best night of your life," he finishes my sentence, and I stare at him for a couple of seconds.
"Cocky much?"
"Hey, I'm just saying it like I see it. You almost screamed the hotel down."
"I didn't almost scream the hotel down. I just…"
"You're a screamer. I like it," he says. "It lets me know I'm doing a good job."
