I stood inside the elevator watching the light travel up the floor indication panel, my hands beginning to sweat nervously. I ran my hands down my hips to rid them of the moisture as the words from the Blackstreet song 'Booty Call' played over and again in my head.
A 2 am phone call....from a hotel room...
The doors opened slowly giving me access to the seventh floor. I stepped out and walked down the corridor, stopping in front of room 704. My hand was poised to knock, yet I held back. Should I really be doing this? I was overwhelmed with the urge to turn and run away, yet I stood still, frozen by my indecision. Suddenly the door swung open and he stood there, staring down at me. My eyes traveled up and down his body...His wifebeater clung tightly to his torso, revealing every chiseled line. The thin fabric of his pajama bottoms did little to conceal his growing his arousal.
My hand dropped to my side. "Hi."
Without a word, he reached out and slipped his fingers inside my belt loop. With one swift tug, I was pulled inside the room, watching as he kicked the door shut behind us. He fondled me roughly, his lips crushing down on mine.
"I wasn't sure you would come."
"I almost didn't." My words came out breathlessly, still caught helplessly within a web of indecision.
He smiled, his breath warm against my face. "You won't regret your decision."
Our clothing was shed quickly, mapping our path from the door to the bed as a sexy smile contorted his lips. He backed us toward the bed and I fell backwards onto the mattress, gasping as he fell on top of me.
"Don't lose your breath yet, angel. We haven't even gotten started."
His kisses became more and more passionate, as he hungrily devoured every inch of my body.
"I've dreamed of this so many times, angel..."
His kisses moved along my neck, slowly down my chest. Cupping my breasts, he lifted them to meet his open mouth. I moaned as he sucked each nipple in turn. The sounds which escaped my lips excited him even more and he bit down on my flesh, causing me to stiffen and cry out in pain.
"Be careful!!"
"Shhh...I'm trying." Lifting his head, he found my mouth again. He forced his tongue between my lips, his kisses hot and urgent.
"I've fantasized about you so many times..."
I smiled. "Really?"
"Oh HELL yeah." He breathed his words into my open mouth.
I rolled over, straddling his stomach and began covering his torso with butterfly kisses. "What did you fantasize about, baby?" I rocked back and forth slowly to torment him, spreading my wetness over his body.
"Peeling away your clothing, tasting every inch of you...hearing you scream out my name..the feeling on top of me..riding me..."� He raised his hips impatiently, his erection throbbing beneath me. "Come on baby. Don't make Daddy wait anymore."
I raised my hips, reaching down to guide his entry. He moaned as my walls closed around him tightly, his head plunging back into the pillow. Slowly I began to move up and down on him, adjusting to his massive presence. Passion overtook him and he flipped us over, pinning my hands above my head and resting his body on mine.
"That's how your boyfriend likes it, isn't it?"
I nodded, moving against him, anxious for him to respond in return.
"I don't like it slow and gentle." He brushed my lips with his tongue, pulling away when I invited him inside. My mouth watered in desire for a mere taste...A desire which he found pleasure in denying me.
"I want you."
He smiled. "I can't hear you..."
"I want you baby. Now.." I thrust my hips against him, desperate to feel him moving inside me.
"Show Daddy how bad you want it."
He withdrew himself from me and I groaned at the feeling of his absence. I pulled my hands from his grasp and brought his head down, forcing� my tongue into this mouth. I kissed him hungrily, expressing a need that only he could fulfill.
"Please...I want you...Please..."
Quickly he lifted my legs which I locked tightly around his waist. With one thrust, he entered me again and began pumping viciously I gasped from the intensity of his movements. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand.
"Throw it back Christie!"
His voice rang out, a command I had no objection to complying with.
I began grinding my hips against his, my long nails running down his back, leaving reddened trails on his perfect body. Lowering his head, he moved his mouth across my neck and shoulders.� He bit down roughly, forcing me to cry out, the sound turning him on even more.
"Does he do you like this?"
"NO! Oh God..."
I screamed out, forcing him to cup his hand over my mouth to stifle my cries.
"Shh. Someone's gonna hear us."
As he forced himself deeper inside me, I tried to slide away, the pain unbearable.
"Where the hell you goin?....Fuck no..You're gettin all 9 inches Christie..."
He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down roughly, shoving his shaft deep inside of me.
I gave in and we moved together. His eyes rolled back and a deep moan escaped his lips. He found the spot he'd been searching for and began to move frantically with short, hard, fast strokes. Grunting with determination, he thrust his dick harder...deeper. He grasped my hands in his, pushing himself up for leverage. His mouth fell open as the waves of pleasure began to engulf him. Each word was an effort.
"What's my name?"
"Justin"
"Again!"
Justin reached between us and began rubbing my clit harshly.
"Ooohhh...Justin...OH God...I...Ahhh!" I cried out as I came.
Justin's orgasm followed with a final thrust that nearly split my being. My legs relaxed as Justin collapsed between my trembling thighs. Sweat poured down our bodies as we lay together, waiting for the high to end. He began blanketing my body in his sweet kisses. Slowly I brushed my hair back from my face and sighed.
He looked up into my eyes. "Are you okay?"
I nodded. "I'm a little sore."
Justin smiled. "Let Daddy fix it."
Without waiting for a response, he kissed his way down my chest, his tongue trailing down my stomach. Justin took my navel ring into his mouth and sucked it gently.
"Justin...." I pleaded for him to end the torture.
Finally his mouth found my wetness. Catching my clit between his lips he began to suck on it gently before sliding his tongue between the folds of my aching center. I gripped the back of his head pulling him into me. As he tongue darted in and out mercilessly, I moved my hips in circles against his face. Justin's hands rubbed my thighs, his fingers digging into my flesh. As I came, I called out his name over and over again, bathing his face in the release of my passion.
Justin brought his mouth to mine, allowing me to taste myself on his lips. He gazed into my eyes, a smile of complete satisfaction on his face.
"I need to go, Justin. Is there a room on this floor?"
"Yeah, I made sure there's one next door."
Justin watched as I stood and began dressing. He lay on his side, his head propped up on his elbow. "You don't have to go Christie. You can stay....."
"Yes I do...and no I can't Justin. You know that."
"Can I have a kiss goodnight?"
I leaned down and kissed him softly, pulling away before I lost myself again. "I'll see you later, Justin."
I slipped out silently, escaping into the adjoining room.
Several hours later I found myself in front of room 704 once again, poised to knock. This time it was Chris that answered the door, a smile covering his face.
"Hey you!......JC, I think it's for you man."
JC leaned forward in expectation. "Who is it?"
Chris smiled. "Your girl."
I stepped past Chris into the room, a smile covering JC's face as he stood to greet me.
"Christie! Oh god baby, come here.."
I allowed myself to be taken into his arms, as he pulled me tightly against his chest. Pulling away, he kissed me gently before embracing me once more. He cast his gaze around the room.
"Did you guys plan this? Did you know she was coming?"
My eyes fell on Justin, my body still aching from the early morning exertion....still feeling his presence.
A small smile covered his face.
"I DID."