She quietly crept into his hotel room. He lay sleeping in the center of the double bed. She smiled to herself when she saw the shape of the covers and the distinct tent shape in the center of where he lie. He must be having some very good dreams. Very good dreams indeed. She only hoped they were of her. When she slowly pulled the covers back, so not to wake him, she gasped. She had no idea he slept in the nude when he was alone. She studied him for a moment, amazed at the sleekness and size of his manhood. Oh, was he going to leave her satisfied tonight. She giggled at the thought. All at once she realized he was no longer sleeping as he increased in size at the sight of her watching him. "Hey, darlin'. See anything you like?" "Oh, you bet." She replied as she dropped the robe she was wearing to hide her own nakedness. She heard his sharp intake of breath and smiled. She was glad he liked what he saw because it was all she had to offer him in the world, her body and her love. She only hoped it was enough. "See anything you like?" She copied him. "Most definitely." Came his reply and he pulled her down into the bed next to him. They kissed deeply, leaving no question as to where they were headed - as if she had any doubts. He caressed her up and down her back with one hand as the other manipulated her down below. Her breathing ragged and shallow, she moaned when his finger slowly entered her - imitating the act that was to come. He withdrew his finger and used it to massage her…there. She instantly went limp at the sensation he created, enveloping her. It wasn't long before her tension increased and she began to move her hips in a rhythm matching his caresses. When the time came, she gave in, arching her back, crying out his name as the spasms racked her body, melting her to his finger. He removed his finger, rose on his arms and entered her. Sharply. Swiftly. Again she cried out his name. She met him thrust for thrust, moan for moan. Their bodies intertwined in a dance as old as time. She linked her legs over his shoulders as he grabbed her hips and drove deeper, harder into her. A sheen of sweat covered their bodies, glistening in the moonlit room. He pulled her legs down and leaned over her, engaging her in a kiss. Their tongues mingling with each other, swirling, touching, tasting. He lowered his head, searching out her nipples. His teeth grazed the hard nubs, sending her senses reeling into oblivion as he began moving inside her again while he suckled her. "Oh, my God. Jimmy, you make me feel so... ooh..." "What? What do I make you feel, Lou? Tell me." Her face reddened at the thought of saying the words aloud. Noting her shyness, he chuckled and told her, "It's alright. You don't have to tell me. I think I have a pretty good idea of how…" Thrust. "...you..." Thrust. "...feel." Thrust. "Oh, my. Can you do that again?" She purred. Again he chuckled and obliged her. His pace increased, became rapid, driving her over the edge of sanity. He paused for a moment, reveling in the feel of her contracting around him. Then he thrust once, twice and one final time before spilling his seed inside her, crying out her name as he did. He collapsed on top of her, but careful to keep the weight of his body balanced on his arms. She began stroking his hair and pulled him to her. "You are incredible." She whispered in his ear. "I could say the same about you." And he kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you, Lou." "Ah, I love you, too. I just can't believe we're here together, like this. It's just more than I could have ever hoped for. You're more than I could have hoped for." "I know. I feel the same way." He gathered her in his arms and they snuggled together for the next few minutes in silence. It wasn't long before they both felt the stirrings of passion again. She whispered something into his ear. He chucked aloud at her boldness and then smiled down at her. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on and here she was pressed against him, naked and willing in his arms. Email Donna Ree TYR EXPRESSions Home