“You’re…mmmfff…really…” he struggle s for words as we trip down the hall way trying to not let go of each other. He’s doing a great job string a sentence together with my tongue in his mouth. I try to walk backwards and let him look down for obstacles. He’s sooo tall. Looking in his eyes, I can barely see anything but the light from the smoke detector. Good to know they change the batteries, I think to myself as I trip over my heels.
He catches me instantly, his hand on the small of my back. “You okay?” He asks, eager to lean in for a kiss. I should say no. “With those big hands around, mmmffff, I’m gonna be fine.” The things we do for love…
“We’re in room 241, right?” He pulls away from me. Get back here and kiss-“Hey can we have our room back?” He’s been reading my mind all evening and now, NOW that he’s gotten his hands in my blouse to start talking to the maid? We’re not even in room 241 “I thought we got MMMMFF” finally kissing me just as I cross through the door. I knew he heard me.