"Happy New Year," she whispered as my lips travelled down her neck. She let out a soft moan as she ran her fingers through my hair, and when I pulled away, the look in her eyes begged me to bring my lips back to hers, which I happily obliged.
We returned to the room to find a card on the door. I opened the note and read it aloud. "Your turndown service has been completed."
Tess let out a giggle. "God, what else did I forgot to cancel," she said, laughing as she stepped inside of the room in front of me.
My eyes were trained on her ass as she walked into the chalet, looking around for whatever surprise awaited us.
"What did you forget?" I questioned, kicking my shoes off.
"Um...a hot bath, chocolate-covered strawberries, and champagne," she said, hiding her face in her hands as she stood outside the bathroom door laughing.
I walked over and placed my hands on her waist, kissing her neck as I ran my hands down her hips. "That doesn't sound so bad."
"It doesn't?" she questioned, as she dipped her head to the side to give me better access.
I shook my head, then in one swift motion, I lifted her into the air and threw her over my shoulder.
"Maddox." She laughed. "Put me down."
"No." I laughed, tapping her ass with my hand as I carried her into the enormous bathroom. I placed her down on the tile floor, brought my hands to her cheeks, and kissed her deeply.
Her eyes were full of want as I unbuttoned my shirt, her eyes falling to my bare chest. I pulled the tail of my shirt from my pants and pulled it from my shoulders, allowing it to fall on the floor.
Her cheeks flushed, she reached out and shyly took hold of my belt, slowly opening it. Her fingers flicked at the button on my pants, and she worked the zipper, then slid those down over my hips. My cock was already hard, her eyes dancing over the rigid outline in my boxers, but she didn't touch me. Instead, she turned around, placed both of her hands on the counter, and looked at me in the mirror. Her eyes were full of want, practically begging for me to take her right there on the spot.
I kissed the back of her neck and pulled at the zipper on the back of her dress, the sound echoing through the bathroom as I lowered it. “Told you I was an expert at zippers,” I whispered as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and slipped the material down her body.
As her dress piled at her feet, I looked at her in the mirror, my eyes running over her bra and panty-clad body, and then brought my hands up to the hook on her bra, and without my fingers touching her skin I unhooked it, the material falling away from her full breasts.
She turned around and looked up at me with innocent eyes, and I bent down and met her lips, quickly forgetting about the strawberries, the champagne, and the full bath behind us. Instead, I picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom, across the living room, and into the bedroom.
Tess
I could feel his arousal on my belly as he carried me into the bedroom.
"I want you," he murmured between kisses. "Every fucking inch of you," he whispered, running his hand through my hair as he kissed me hard.
I wanted him, too, but I was terrified to say the words out loud. I gripped his shoulders as I let myself get lost in him.
I fell onto the plush mattress and looked up at him as he stood over me, his eyes roaming my body. Every inch of my body was on fire, and every touch he bestowed upon me was electrified. He looked down at me, his eyes consuming my body as they ran over me.
He reached out and brushed his fingers along my panties. Bending down, he kissed my belly just above my panty line, and I arched my back off the mattress and let out a loud moan.
The second his lips left my body, I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He stood before me. I followed his hands as he gripped his hard cock through his boxers, then pushed them down, allowing them to fall to the floor at his feet.
My eyes washed over his chest, his rock-hard abs, and then down to his manhood. I bit my bottom lip and looked up at him and met his eyes. Everything about him was perfect. He brought his hands to my waist, pulling at my panties. I lifted myself up and closed my eyes as he slowly removed them, his fingers skimming down my legs. I fought back the moan as he leaned down onto the bed and brought his lips to mine.
“God, you are fucking perfect,” he whispered, his hands roaming my body as he kissed me.
My skin pebbled at his touch, his lips dancing down my body. A soft moan escaped my lips as he licked and sucked at my breasts, while his fingers moved between my legs, finally sliding them through my hot, wet center. My hands gripped his bicep as he slid one and then two fingers inside me, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles.
He met my lips as I took him in my hand, a low, throaty growl coming from him as I stroked him, my hand sliding gently over the smooth skin of his thick cock. He pulled his fingers from me, brought them to his mouth, and licked them both clean as he met my eyes.
"You taste fucking amazing," he murmured as he fell back onto the bed and closed his eyes, while I continued to stroke him.
"Fuck," he whispered as I ran my thumb over the head of his cock, smearing the bead of pre-cum over him. I kissed his chest and was about to make my way down to take him in my mouth when he stopped me. Instead, he rolled me over and kissed me hard, pulling my hand off him and holding it at the side of my head.
"It's been so long..." he murmured. "I'm probably not going to last too long." He ran his fingers through my hair, kissing me again.
"It's okay," I whispered, even though panic filled me. Was I the first girl he'd been with since Jenn? There was no way that could even be possible. Was it? I swallowed hard, trying to figure out if I should say anything at all, but he brought me right back into the moment by kissing me again.
He pulled his lips from mine and reached into the drawer of the nightstand, pulling out a condom. I took him in my hand again and just let myself feel the weight of him as I gently stroked him, watching as he ripped the package open and slid the condom over himself.
He removed my hand from him, took both of my hands and held them gently beside my head. Then he got onto his knees and positioned himself between my legs and pushed gently on the inside of my knees, spreading me open.
I watched as his eyes ran over my body. Excitement built in me as I watched him bend down and run his tongue through my slick center, concentrating on my clit. I arched my back off the mattress as his hands dug into my hips, holding me in place. He knelt down on the bed and placed each of my legs either side of his hips. He laced his fingers through mine, kissed me deeply, and took his cock in one hand and ran himself through my slick centre, placing himself at my opening and gently pushing himself deep inside.
He let out a hard breath as he held himself inside of me, allowing us both to adjust to the feel of one another. He kissed me as my body tightened around him. He pumped into me, shallow at first, then slow and deep, never once breaking our kiss or his rhythm.
I could feel my orgasm building only a couple of minutes after he was inside of me. Pulling my hands from his, I dug my fingers into his back while he gripped my waist, holding me still as he pumped deeply inside of me, his breathing growing rapid.
"God, you feel fucking amazing," he rasped, a sheen of sweat covering him.