Then he grabbed onto my harder and thrusted inside of me.
“Oh fuck!” I called out as his hard dick stretched me, once again. The overwhelming feeling returned.
He moved me up and down on his dick and I was hoping there were people watching us. Him fucking me like this was such a turn on I felt like I could come at any moment.
He slowed his pace down and started backing up while he was still holding onto me. My arms were wrapped around his neck, my legs gripped his waste harder as he moved us over to the bed. He began to lower me at an angle until I felt the bed beneath me. I unwrapped my legs and he grabbed them both in one hand, placing them on his left shoulder.
“I love fucking your tight pussy.” He said between thrusts. He started slow at first and then began to pick up the pace. I loved the way he filled me and the way he moved himself in and out of me. My pussy was wrapped around his cock so tightly that I felt ever inch of his cock sliding in and out of me. It was driving me crazy.
“Don’t stop.” I begged as I began to feel myself on the edge of an orgasm.
He began to thrust a little harder.
“Oh fuck. Don’t stop!” I cried. And then he pulled out.
I opened my eyes, unaware that I had even been holding them shut. Drew was moving onto the bed next to me. He laid down on his back.
“Get on.” He said.
I bit my lip and sat up. I moved myself over to him and then climbed on top of him, straddling him. I slowly lowered myself onto him, pausing when I felt him begin to enter me. He thrust himself up, obviously eager to get back inside of me. I lowered myself more until he was all the way inside of me.
“Oh my God.” We both moaned.
His hands went to my tits and he squeezed them in ea
ch of his hands. I moved my hips back and forth, grinding on to him as I did so, feeling him all the way inside of me. He moved his hands down my stomach, until they rested on my hips. He grabbed onto them and helped move my body back and forth.
I was beginning to get close again. Feeling him inside of me like that, his hands helping to control my movements and the sounds of our moans was such an intense mixture.
I stopped rocking my hips and began to bounce up and down on top of him. I leaned forward some and grabbed onto his chest, it helped me hold my balance and I began to slide my pussy up and down on his dick. I wanted to come more than anything. I was so turned on. I sat back up and went back to rocking my hips. I felt myself on the edge.
“I’m so close.” I said and bit my lip. My hands went into my hair, playing with it a bit as I focused on the feeling of him inside of me. He was so deep when I rode him this way. And it felt more intense than it had before.
“Come for me.” He said.
I rocked my hips back and forth a little faster and a little faster until I felt the most intense orgasm of my life.
“Mmm. Oh fuck. Mmm.” I moaned as my orgasm continued.
Drew wrapped an arm around my back and flipped us over so he was on top, he began to thrust himself in and out of me, hard and fast. It made the end of my orgasm so much more intense.
Then suddenly I noticed his breathing changed and his cock began to throb inside of me. As he came down from his orgasm, he laid down on top of me, trying to catch his breath.
"Jesus, Jess, you're fucking amazing. I've never come as hard as that. Not even close."
“Oh yeah? You sure you aren’t trying to butter me up? Still trying to make things up to me?”
“I’m sure. That being said, I’ll do whatever it takes. I want you to know there’s nobody else. I want you to know I realize how much of an ass I was, and how stupid the thing I almost did was. I don’t want anyone else. I only want you.”
I found the strength to move again, after all, snuggling up to Drew's hot, naked body so that every inch of me was touching some part of him. Deep inside of me, the aching for him had already begun again, and I knew that this would not be our only time having each other during our brief hotel stay.
There was something comforting in that knowledge. Something about it made me believe the things Drew was saying to me in a way nothing else could have. I had his beating heart beneath the palm of my hand to prove the things he said, and for some reason, I knew it contained no lie.
“Drew? Can I tell you something?”
“You can tell me anything. I want you to, Jess. I want you to tell me things. I want to be the kind of man you feel you can do that with.”
"Thanks. I just. I think I love you, Drew. I don't want to freak you out all over again, but I think I'm falling in love with you."