The notification popped up on Sophie’s phone. It was a text from her husband, Nate.
“How soon will he be there?”
Sophie texted back, “About 10 minutes.”
“Nervous?,” he asked.
“A little,” she replied.
“I’m sure you’ll have a good time. I just wish I could be there to get you warmed up.”
“Oh, I bet you do, babe,” she responded.
Someone knocked on the door of Sophie’s hotel room.
“I think he’s here,” she texted.
Sophie put her phone down on the nightstand, then stood up and smoothed the fabric of the black teddy she wore. Her nipples stiffened a bit when her hands brushed over her breasts. She walked to the door and opened it. Elliot stood in the hallway. He smiled when he saw her.
“Hey, you,” he said.
“Hi,” Sophie replied.
Elliot looked her up and down.
“Are you just going to stand out there gawking or are you going to come in here and fuck me?” she asked. She reached out and grabbed him by his belt, pulling him into the room. Elliot chuckled as he put his hands on her waist and pressed her against the wall. He leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. Sophie moaned into his mouth as her body relaxed against his.
She placed her hands on Elliot’s chest and gripped the lapels of his jacket, pulling it over his shoulders. Elliot helped by shrugging the jacket off and letting it fall to the floor. Next, she untucked his shirt from his paints and started unbuttoning it.
“Someone’s impatient,” Elliot said.
“Maybe a little bit,” Sophie replied. “I’ve been waiting here thinking about this all afternoon.”
“Have you? What exactly have you been thinking about?”
“You,” she answered. “I’ve been thinking about how much I want to feel your body against me. I’ve been thinking about how much I want to taste you..”
She unzipped his pants and pulled Elliot’s cock out through the fly. He was already stiff. He groaned as she stroked his shaft gently. Sophie lowered herself to her knees, held Elliot’s cock in her hand and teased the tip with her tongue.
“Mmmm. I’m going to have fun with this,” she said. “I should have played with it when we were fooling around in the car a few months ago.”
Sophie flicked her tongue against the head of his cock for another moment before running it along his length. When she took him into her mouth, Elliot groaned. She bobbed her head on his cock for a minute before taking him in deep. Elliot ran his fingers through her hair and grabbed a handful, pushing himself into her mouth. Sophie moaned on his cock.
“I just knew you were a cock-hungry little slut,” he said.
“You know me so well,” she replied. She continued sucking his cock.
“Stand up,” he said.
Sophie let his stiff cock slip out of her mouth and rose to her feet.
“Turn around, bend over, and put your hands on the bed.”
Again, Sophie did as Elliot ordered.
He stepped behind her and rubbed the head of his cock along her slit for a moment before slowly entering her. They both groaned as his cock filled her pussy. Elliot paused, then gripped Sophie’s hips before he started moving inside her. He used his grip to pull her back on him, but she was already moving against him, pushing back to get more of his cock inside her.
Sophie slid a hand underneath herself to rub her clit as Elliot continued thrusting inside her. Judging by the quickening of his movements, he was getting close and she wanted to cum with his cock still inside her. She wanted him to feel her pussy squeezing him as he came. She could feel her orgasm welling up inside her.
“Fuck me!,” she growled.
Elliot groaned and bucked against her.
Sophie got her wish, as her orgasm overtook her and her cunt clenched around Elliot’s cock. She heard him groan once more as he came inside her.
“Fuck!” She wasn’t sure which one of them even said it, but she felt Elliot loosen his grip on her hips as he withdrew from her. A second later, he flopped onto the bed, panting.
“So, that happened,” he said, grinning at her.
“It did. That was a good start,” she replied.
“Oh, you want more?”
“I’ve got the room for the whole night,” she said.
“Good point,” he answered. “Can we get some food first, though. I think I’m going to need keep my energy up.”
“Sure thing. I think the room service menu is over on the desk. Order us something while I go freshen up,” she said. Sophie picked up her phone and headed to the bathroom.
“Round one done!” she texted Nate. “You’re going to have a mess to clean up when I get home.”
“I can’t wait,” he replied.