He smiles as I insert two fingers inside myself. I close my eyes when a thought comes into my head.
I smile and whisper, “I need to see your cock.”
Silence. Hesitation. Then, “What?”
“To get off,” I reiterate. “I need to see your throbbing cock. It is throbbing, right?”
“It’s as hard as a fucking rock,” he says, peering above. There’s no one on that floor either. The workers have gone home. The odds of us getting caught are slim to none.
“Whip it out,” I whisper. “I want to see what will be down my throat later tonight.”
His upper lip quivers. “I didn’t expect this…”
“Come on,” I say.
Biting his tongue, he moves over to a more sheltered position and unzips his pants. He pulls out his hard flesh.
“Holy shit,” I whisper.
He’s much bigger than I imagined.
The sight of his massive cock makes my core tingle. I take deep breaths and eye him. I want him inside me. I want him on top of me, taking control of my body. This is hotter than any fantasy I’ve had at home.
This is real.
“Stroke it,” I whisper. “I need you to come with me.”
“This is a hotel,” he says. “Where do you expect me to cum?”
I smile and nibble the edge of my lower lip. “The floor,” I say. “Don’t worry. We’ve got a very good cleaning crew.”
Spitting onto his thick shaft, he strokes. It barely fits inside his palm.
I slide another finger inside my pussy, imagining what he might feel like. The harder he grows, the closer I get to coming.
“Good girl,” he grunts. “Just like that.”
“Fuck,” I moan. “I’m close. Keep talking to me. Tell me what you want.”
He thrusts. “I want to spread you open,” he says. “I want to push past those lips and stretch open those walls. No barriers. I want to fuck the life out of you. By the time I’m finished, you’ll be dripping and begging for more.”
“God, that’s hot,” I whisper.
I can feel the knot inside of me tighten up. I’m going to explode. I’m so near the edge, but I stop to ride this out some more.
“I want you to cum inside me,” I moan. “Take me. Fill me. Repeatedly.”
“Fuck,” he groans.
He pumps his fist faster. Harder, with strain.
He’s about to cum.
“I want you to fuck me in every room of this hotel,” I say. “I want everyone to watch as you fuck me until I can’t walk again.”
I can tell this guy is a sucker for intense images. Turns out I am, too.
“That’s right. Make me come,” he grunts.