Only Tonight

Instead, like a good little girl, she spreads her legs wide for me. I want to bury my face there. I will, but right now I have to take the edge off. Both of us need it. I kick my shoes off before climbing onto the bed and over her.

I’m so mindless with need I don’t even fully undress. I pull my cock out, dragging the head up and down her wet slit. I focus on her clit. Her fingers dig into my arms as that small action alone makes her come. I don’t hesitate to push inside of her at the same time. It only takes one stroke before I’m coming, her sweet cunt squeezing every drop from me. My vision blurs as I feel the greatest pleasure of my life.

Now I know where heaven is. It’s wherever she is.4KinleyI wake up with a smile on my face and soreness between my legs. It doesn’t hurt in a bad way but in a way that reminds me of how many times Luke took me last night. I reach over to grab my phone to check the time. It’s still dark outside, but the moon provides just enough light for me to see. Luke’s warm body is pressed up against me, and I swear his cock is still hard even in sleep. It warms me that he can’t get enough of me for some reason.

My eyes adjust to the bright light of the phone, seeing it’s already five in the morning. I sink back into Luke, taking a moment to appreciate the way he feels against me and knowing that I will never forget last night and how he made me feel so wanted.

My heart aches at the thought of leaving him, even though I knew that it was a one-night thing. It didn’t feel that way to me last night. The connection I felt to him didn’t feel as if it were a temporary thing, but I can’t allow myself to think of that now. I take a deep breath, inhaling his scent and storing it to memory before I slip from the bed.

I quietly maneuver around the room picking up my things. Once I have everything in hand, I go into the bathroom to slip on my dress. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I definitely look different. My hair is a mess from Luke having his hands in it all night, and my lips are puffy from his rough but sweet kisses. But there’s something else that’s different about me that I can’t quite put my finger on.

I get myself together quickly, my shoes in hand before I grab one of Luke’s shirts to put on over the partially ripped dress.

I know I shouldn’t, but I walk over to the bed to get one last look at him for now. It’s not as if I’ll never see him again. His brother married my sister. I’m sure we’ll run across each other at some future family functions. But I know that I’ll never see him again in this way. I let my eyes roam over him before I slip out of his room to go to mine.

I’m only a few floors away, so it doesn’t take me long to get back to my room. When I enter it, everything is as I left it. I shower and change, checking the time again. I’ve done everything I can think of to pass the time before I have to leave for the airport, but I’m still a little early. Would it be so terrible to give Luke a kiss goodbye? That way when we see each other again it won’t be awkward. I can still feel him all over me. It is bittersweet.

I call downstairs for someone to retrieve my bags. I tried to pack as light as I possibly could for a few months stay in Europe. I’m not sure of everything I’ll need. But I included a few dressier things for the few meetings I have as well. I am a little excited to actually get to put my Italian and French to use. I so seldom get to.

What if this didn't have to be a one-night stand? My mind starts coming up with reasons that Luke and I can't be together. It’s not like I can wrap up my work and head off to Hong Kong and move right in with him. I need to let it go.

A knock on the door lets me know the bellhop is here.

“Morning, ma’am.” He gives me a smile.

“Same to you. Can you have these taken down? I have a car coming to pick me up.”

“They’ll be ready to go.” I tip him before heading back out and to Luke’s floor. I’m not normally a shy person. I usually say what I want, but with him I get this giddy feeling in my stomach. I also debate if a goodbye kiss is a bad thing. I bet we end up back in his bed.