The knock on the door startled me; my mind had been running wild with thoughts of the night ahead. I hopped off the bed and went to get the door. There you were: 6’1, sandy brown hair and mischievous blue eyes sparkling at me. You smiled sheepishly and said hello.
“Hello darling, come in,” I responded with a grin.
You entered the hotel room quietly and jumped when my hand grabbed your shoulder. I pushed you against the wall as I let the door shut, my face getting closer to yours as you gasp. I pause, perfectly poised for a kiss and watch as you arch to try and make our lips meet.
“I think we better get you locked up first, don’t you?” I say as I let you go and watch you walk into the room. “How was work?”
“Alright.” You grunt as you rifle through your bag. You turn and hand me the cage.
I smile and watch as you hurriedly remove your pants. I step closer and push you back onto the bed. You sit there, quietly watching as I remove your shirt. I don’t need to tell you to lay back, we’ve discussed this many a time before.