Prose

The hotel

written by: angelheart

She could feel him watching her. The heat from his eyes penetrated her skin. Every time she turned to find him, he had vanished into the crowd of people. She tried to finish her conversation with the man in front of her. "So are you single," he asked. "Technically, yes," she replied. She felt his presence near. "Now how could a beautiful woman like you be single," the gentleman asked. "She's not," a voice said from behind her. She turned her head and her hair swung over her shoulder. She stared him in the eyes. The man she'd been craving for months. The man she wanted to be with but knew better was inches from her. "But I thought you said," the gentleman said. "She said technically. She isn't," her dream man said.

The room seemed to get quiet like they were the only two there. "What are you doing here," she asked. "Visiting," he replied. "Oh really," she said. He looked at the dress she had on that hugged every curve of her voluptuous body. She was toned, and was curvy in all the right places. The low cut black dress dipped in the front and was almost too short. The stilettos accentuated her legs that she'd worked so hard to perfect. Her perfume intoxicated him. Everything about her turned him on.

He stood beside her in all black. His smile was enough to get her going. His voice caused goosebumps from head to toe. "So when you heading back to the hotel," he asked. "Don't know. When did you want to head out," she teased. "So that's what you're thinking is it," he asked. She just looked in his eyes, and it told him it was.

She gave her girlfriend the keys to her car and headed back with her dream man, otherwise known as J.R.

The minute the door opened to her hotel room, his lips were on hers. She slid his jacket off, then his shirt. "Now what did you think you were doing back there? Just teasing all the men weren't you," he asked. "Nope. Was trying to find your replacement," she said.

They'd broken things off almost a month ago. She was devastated and it had taken all the confidence she had left to walk away. She knew he was still her weakness. One call and she would have willingly been his again.

"Now why would you be wanting to do that," he asked as he laid her down and pinned her arms to the bed. "Well, thought you were spoken for now," she said. "Not a done deal yet. Have needs you know," he said. She kissed him hard as their tongues wrestled in their mouths. Her kisses were addictive to him. "Oh I know," she replied. His hand slid up her dress to slide off her g-string, but there was nothing underneath the dress. "And when did you start this," he asked. "On the way here," she replied. He slid her dress over her head.

He fondled her breasts, kissing and licking them. "I missed these," he said. Just the feel of his lips against her skin was enough to get her going. His kisses moved down her body. His fingers led his way. They slid inside her wetness and he knew she was craving him. His tongue slid over her clit and her eyes closed. She had missed this. His tongue devoured her, then slid in and out of her wetness.

His hands explored her body. The more his fingers moved in and out of her, the more she wanted to feel him inside her. He looked up to watch her reaction and she motioned for him to come to her. He did as she asked. He kissed her again and she reached down to undo his pants.

She slid his belt off, then slid his dress pants off with her heels. He slid his boxers off. "I want you," she said. He slid on a condom and did as she asked.

It started slowly, then got harder, more intense. She reached for a pillow to stop her head from hitting the headboard. She came over and over and he finally came. He kissed her chest again, then her breasts. "It's been a while," he said. "For me too," she said. "Don't tell me that the last time you were was with me," he asked. She nodded. He kissed her again.

"So now what," she asked. "Now? I don't know," he replied. "Will I see you again," she asked. "You'll definitely see me again. Just look for the eyes watching you. If you feel my presence, then you know I am there," he said. He disappeared into the bathroom. When he came out, she was in satin lingerie, laying on the bed. "Tease," he said. "Guess you really can't handle a real woman can you," she teased. "Oh I can. You know I can," he said. "Then I guess it's too bad you don't have this one anymore," she replied as she got up, slid on her trenchcoat and walked out the door, purse and room key in hand.

He stood in shock in the room.

She left and headed back to the bar in a cab to meet her friends. "Where the heck have you been," they asked. "Just having some fun with an old friend," she replied. She sat down with a mischevious grin. "He'll be back," she thought to herself.