As I hear the elevator doors clink shut behind us I know that this night will be a wild ride. In a matter of seconds, he’s pinned me against the rail along the back wall. I cannot resist the energy between us. My body melts into the sensation of every kiss he makes along my collarbone. His fingers trace up and down my arms as we make our way to my room.

The door opens and we step into the hallway. It feels like an ocean. White walls and a row of moderately spaced aqua-toned doors create our own little harbor. A carpet speckled with tan and illuminated with bright lights mimics the sun shining through crystal clear waters down to the sandy floor of the sea. I’m drowning in desire and I let the waves of my yearning carry me away to the point of no return.

As we step into my room anticipation buzzes like a honey bee suckling sweet nectar from a flower. The bed is surrounded by a hazy crimson red glow from the led lights of the headboard. He takes one of my hands into his and begins to slowly stroke my wrist. So simple. So sensual. I know this man, though he’s a stranger. Perhaps we were lovers in another life, patiently waiting for our reconnection. His other hand rises to meet the strap of my tank and he slowly walks it down my shoulder.

Our heads are aligned, but with the nudge of his cheek my neck is exposed to the ceiling. He begins kissing down my ear and along my side. My face is becoming flushed with eagerness to feel his body pressed against mine. My nipples start to perk underneath my strapless sticky bra, wanting to be released to feel his touch.

What am I doing? Is this going to get me in trouble? My head is slowly overtaking my heart. I need to reset, to stop worrying, to move back into the flow and trusting that got me here in the first place.

I excuse myself for a quick shower. “I’ll be just a minute” I promise as I slink away into a stream of steamy hot water, my mind racing at the idea of what I think is about to go down. As I feel the pressure of the water on my skin I’m brought back to reality. This is what I asked for. Exactly this. Someone real. Someone connected. Someone awakened.

I begin to sink into gratitude for the Universe gifting me this experience. As soon as I do, the shower door slowly creaks open…

“Mind if I hop in?” he whispers. His entire body is a work of art. It’s the obvious result of immaculate self-care and hours at the gym. He is strong and smooth and muscular in all the canlı bahis right places. His thighs are thick and athletic. His biceps and 6-pack abs are covered by smooth creamy skin that’s been kissed by the sun. The black band on his white boxer briefs hugs his hips and draws my eyes further south. He’s more than a little happy to see me. It’s showing rather well.

I beckon him to join me under the warm waterfall of the shower. We’re getting clean, but things are about to get so dirty this effort will be a complete and total waste.

As he slides out of his Calvin’s it’s obvious that his member was created for greatness. It’s hard and flawless, a 9-inch velvety diamond rod that was created just to please me. My favorite toy at home comes to mind. It’s thick, dependable and slightly curved to hit all my favorite spots.

He is like my toy in the flesh, but so much more and so much better. He steps out of his briefs and it gives a soft little bounce up and down. In nothing but his birthday suit and a smile, he makes his way towards me as my knees begin to quiver. We’re intertwined with each other and it’s everything I imagined it would be.

Our bodies glide together like silk as he kisses my forehead.

“I’m glad I met you because…” I try to stammer out. But my voice is frozen before I can finish as he slips his hand between my dripping wet thighs and starts massaging me in tiny circles ever so gently.

It’s like he’s studying my body in real-time. Adjusting his every move with my reactions. He leaves no nook or cranny unexplored. It’s just the beginning.

“I’m ready to take you to bed” he says with a primal roar. He is commanding control over me. It’s such a relief from my everyday grind and holding everyone’s needs on my shoulders alone. I will submit to his desires and I will let myself enjoy it.

As we towel off, I set the mood with my favorite playlist on Spotify. I put “For Sexy Times” on shuffle, close my eyes, and take a deep breath. It’s been nearly a year since I’ve opened myself to this kind of encounter. The last time I had sex it wasn’t much more than a drunken bang. I’ve listened to this playlist over the past 12 months, carefully curating it to contain only the songs that spoke to my body at the given moment. All that daydreaming is about to be put to practice.

He lays on the bed and I kneel next to him, stroking his skin with my Fuschia colored nails as his body becomes covered with goosebumps. bahis siteleri As I lie down and snuggle up next to him, he embraces my entire being and let’s me know that I am safe.

“There’s something so comforting about your aura” I share.

“There’s something so comforting about ALL of you” he purrs in my ear as he uses his hand to make his way down my tummy and back to my happy place. I’m already dewey with desire. He feels me, groans, and pulls me closer. I sense his nature against me and it’s getting even harder.

Between his hard body and soft words I’m turning to jelly. Tonight I am his acoustic guitar. The tune is in his heart. He’s playing it for the first time in this moment of intense passion. My body sings with each strum. Each chord reaches a new vibration higher than the last.

We lock eyes. To my surprise he doesn’t look away. He wants to connect. As he holds my gaze I find myself getting lost in the ocean of his soul.

He breaks our gaze and begins kissing my breasts. My entire body is on fire. He’s tasting me like I’m the last drop of caramel on a sundae spoon, savoring every last bit.

I want to feel him deeper. “Fuck me now, I want you so bad” I cry out.

He stops, smirks and says “not until I’m done pleasing you”. My body is going wild. I can’t catch my breath. As I gasp for air and try to regain control of my emotions he starts licking down my body with long wide zigags. It’s like my body is a treasure map and he’s journeying to the place between my legs where x marks the spot. I’m so close to climaxing and he’s not even in me yet.

His face is planted firmly between my legs. The red glow of the headboard means I’m on full display. We’re making love in the light. He can see every bit of my body. I’ve got nowhere to hide. As he sits back to take in the view I get nervous at what he might be thinking. My mind starts racing. I want to grab the sheets and take cover.

Before I can move an inch, I see his lips begin to move to speak… “Your body is so beautiful” he moans with an intensity that could only ring true before he dives in and begins exploring every inch of me with his mouth. I’m deeper in ecstasy with each flick of his tongue. I’ve never felt so desired, so safe, so open… body, mind and soul.

He wraps his tan muscular arms around my waist, flips me over onto my stomach, and continues to consume all of my sweetness. His hands are on my ass, deeply kneading my cheeks as bahis şirketleri he slowly works his way around the rim. Though a few have tried, it’s a sensation I’ve never enjoyed. Yet the confidence and power in his every move has me squirming with desire as he positions me in front of the mirror and props up my belly with a pillow.

Within seconds he’s slipped on a Magnum. I reach back to give him a hand and suddenly find myself restrained. He enters me slower than hot sticky molasses. As he slides deeper within me inch by exquisite inch I’m becoming aware of how deliciously full of him I am. We catch each other’s gaze in the mirror, syncing our bodies in perfect rhythm while he strokes me again and again.

I turn to face him and am delightfully surprised as he grasps my face and pulls me in closer for a kiss. As my lips brush against his I close my eyes and savor the saltiness of the sweat on his skin. He’s working so hard to please me. My body quakes with euphoria.

“On your side” he commands. I obey. As soon as I position myself, ready to feel him inside me again, he dives face first below my waist. It’s like he knows exactly what my body wants, exactly what it needs. He comes up for air and plunges deep inside of me. I grip the sheets and cry out in orgasmic bliss.

“I’m gonna cum” – I sigh. “Me too” he echos. Our bodies are so connected that they hit climax in unison. As he thrust into me one last time, my body contracts around his manhood pulling it in even deeper. He groans in this moment of ultimate release. Witnessing his pleasure gives me pleasure. My toes curl as my body enters full elation.

The clock shows 4AM, but as I glance through the window shade I see the sun starting to peek out through the clouds. It’s British Summer Time so the days are incredibly long. We’ve been making love all night and the sun is gracing us again. I have no regrets.

He pulls me in close and cuddles me like I’ve never been cuddled before. His body feels so good against me.

Silence moves to curiosity and we begin talking. Talking about everything. Our families, our dream, our past relationships… no topic is off-limits. It’s like I’m catching up with an old friend though all the things I’m learning are new. Everything with him flows so naturally. I’ve got no need to say the perfect thing or filter my words. All I need to do is be myself. I think to myself that I hope he feels the same as I doze off to sleep.

Waking up the next morning feels surreal. Did last night even happen? Was it all just a dream? But when I roll over and see his pale green eyes twinkling back at mine I feel relieved. He’s still here in my bed. I never want him to leave.