Chapter Two – First Night
After their first encounter, Elle and her new lover fell asleep with their bodies tangled together. She had been dozing for some time when she woke, roused herself, grabbed her robe, and headed to the shower. The man was still sleeping – he had had a long flight. She briefly thought about waking him, but she wanted him to have some energy when he woke up.
Elle walked to the shower, softly closed the door, turned on the water, and let it run pleasantly down her very relaxed body. She expected the man to appear while she was naked and wet – he had made comments about seeing her in the shower on numerous occasions – but about five minutes passed, and he hadn’t come in. Elle was about to turn off the water when she saw him in the room. Elle was pleased and, to be honest, turned on by the knowledge that he was watching her. After about a minute passed, he opened the door and joined her.
Almost immediately after stepping into the shower, he kissed her lips. The kiss was gentle and sensual, and she felt herself go weak. He pulled away and began caressing her breasts. Elle breathed deeply. He moved his hands down to her hips and began gently sucking her nipples. Elle let out a low moan. How could he have this effect on her?
As she was having this thought, he raised his head and faced her. “We should get ready to go out,” he said. Elle nodded, trying not to let her frustration show.
After drying off, Elle grabbed a short black dress from the closet along with a thong and a bra she thought made her breasts look good. Once she was dressed, Elle walked over to the vanity to brush her hair. The man walked up behind her and told her to put almanbahis the brush down. She did what he said. She started to turn her head towards him. “No,” he said, “face the mirror.” Again, Elle did as she was told and found herself looking at her reflection. She noticed that her breasts were barely covered by the fabric of her dress.
Almost immediately, Elle felt his hand between her thighs. And, just as immediately, she felt her desire build to an almost intolerable level. Her pussy was wet. Her clit was pulsing. In what felt like an act of mercy, he slid one, then two fingers into her cunt. She was so wet she thought she could hear the sound his fingers made as he moved them slowly against her g spot. Once again, Elle moaned, unable to believe that her fantasy was coming true.
While in this state of incredible arousal, Elle felt him ease one of his fingers into her ass. She let out a loud breath as she felt his fingers moving on each side of the wall that separates her pussy and anus. She looked at his face in the mirror, smiled, and had an incredibly intense orgasm. Or maybe more than one.
“I shouldn’t have let you come,” he said,removing his fingers from her. “But I wanted to make sure you think about how it felt for the rest of the night.” “I will,” she responded, almost shyly.
The night was beautiful, and it wasn’t late, so they took a walk before going to eat. Elle was relieved. She still felt flushed and wanted a chance to regain her calm and compusure. She enjoyed the fresh air. After about half an hour, they went inside.
Elle and the man sat down at a table in the corner and started to look at the menu. “She’ll have a vodka martini,” almanbahis giriş the man said when someone appeared to take their order. After the martini appeared, he moved closer. “Do you remember how I made you feel earlier?” he asked. “Yes,” she replied softly. She sipped her martini and felt his hand working its way up her thigh. Elle tried to maintain her composure. When hand reached the top of her thigh, he leaned over to her and whispered, “spread your legs.” She obeyed and took another sip of her martini. She was beginning to feel dazed, but she didn’t know if it was the alcohol or the fact that it felt like all the blood in her body was rushing to where his hand was.
Slowly, he stroked her clit with the back of his hand, in an almost casual manner. Elle could feel her face turning red. Her nipples were hard and straining against her dress. Her breathing quickened. She hoped nobody could see what was happening.
The waiter appeared to take their order. The man stopped stroking her clit, but his hand remained there, pressing against it. Elle was practically squirming. Once the waiter left, the man turned to Elle and said, “go to the restroom and remove your panties. Don’t touch yourself. I will know if you do.” Elle nodded, carefully stood up,and walked down the stairs to do what he had asked. Once alone, she slipped her thong off, thinking she’d never make it through the meal without coming. And how could he know if she played with herself or not? She reached down to touch her clit, but then she stopped. He already knew her well. Besides, the game was exquisite, and she was not going to break the rules.
As she had done earlier in the hotel, almanbahis yeni giriş she walked to the counter to arrange her hair. The only difference was that this time she had on no underwear. “And he’s not behind me,” she sighed, remembering the intense pleasure she had felt when he simultaneously had his fingers in her pussy and ass. She took a deep breath, vowing not to give into the urge to pleasure herself. Just as she was finishing with her hair and makeup, she heard the door open, close, and then lock. A shiver ran through her body. She looked up and saw him standing behind her in the mirror.
She started to turn but he grabbed her and pushed her forward. He unzipped his fly, spread her legs, and slid his hard cock into her dripping pussy. Elle gasped. He grabbed the neckline of her dress and pulled it down so far that her tits spilled out. Then he grabbed her hair and fucked her. She started to moan, but he covered her mouth, asking her if she knew how to be quiet. “Yes,” she whispered, stifling the scream she believed should accompany her orgasm. After she came, he stopped thrusting and turned her around to face him.
Grabbing her hair, he pushed her down to her knees. “We can’t have my cum dripping down your legs while we eat, can we?” “Uh-uh,” she mumbled as he thrust his cock into her mouth. Elle grabbed his legs and let him fuck her mouth, just as he had fucked her pussy. When she sensed he was about to come, she grabbed his balls and slid her mouth all the way down his shaft until her lips reached her hand. She felt him come in her throat.
She stood up, and he kissed her. “You might want this,” he said, handing her her thong. She had no idea how he had gotten it, but she nodded in agreement. As she slipped it on, he unlocked the door and left. A minute later, she rejoined him at the table. “Where’ve you been?” he asked, “What took you so long?” She looked stunned, but then he laughed, and Elle smiled.