Tipsy Friday Night

Warm and tipsy, we staggered to the nearest hotel. Checking in swiftly, we only wanted one thing. Hands over each other, caressing and touching, we went up to our floor. The row of room seems to be curved instead of the usual straight rows. Kisses and giggles exchanged as we walk unsteadily to our room. Tapping in the was no going out until it is done.

Roughly he kissed me as his body pin mine against the wall, hands roaming around from my shoulders down to my ass. Sucking on the nape of my neck, causing me to lean forward, pushing my body against his. Enjoying the power he had over me, he carried me over to the bed and laid me down.

Stripping his clothes like a beast, he walked back to the bed and undressed me. One slick move both my panties and shorts were off me. Gliding his palms upwards from my stomach, he moved my shirt over my head.

Kneeling between my legs, he roamed his eyes over this prized possession, leaving my body bare and on display for him. I feel the blush creep up on my face but I’m too flushed from the alcohol for anyone to tell. One hand on my face, his lips on mine as we moved in sync. I could feel his length on my abdomen, all hard and throbbing.