Beauty and the Billionaire

I was excited that he said we; perhaps that meant he was planning on staying the night with me. It would be fun to have a night in a fancy hotel room with him by my side.

“Oh, I’ll go ask her how many.” I was just about to take off to ask her when Chris grabbed my arm.

“No, I got it, you sit down and rest your feet.”

It was like he was reading my mind. I really couldn’t even argue with him, I quickly sat down and put my feet up on a small table. I wasn’t use to wearing heels so my feet felt like they were literally going to fall right off.

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“So will you be staying the night in Kansas City?” I asked Chris as we walked out of the gallery.

“Hmm, I’m not sure. I would need a hotel room and a hot shower. Do you happen to know anywhere I could find those two things?”

“I happen to have a very nice hotel room; I guess you could take a shower and sleep on the couch.” I winked at him.

I grabbed a hold of his arm and held onto him as we walked toward the Marriott hotel. It was a beautiful evening with the stars shining throughout the sky. I couldn’t have asked for a better night or a better first gallery show.

We walked into the hotel like a young couple in love. Chris was telling me something funny about a man at the party and I was giggling and laid my head on his shoulder. The moment felt so naturally and comfortable, I filed it away in my memories. My heart felt big and I really was excited to be getting to know Chris in this new environment.

As we entered the elevator, a young teenage couple also entered. The boy reached out and grabbed the hand

of the girl and they both laughed. It was sweet and both Chris and I looked at each other. To be that young and innocent again would be something special for sure. I could still remember how quickly I had fallen in love back then and how hard it was all at the same time. When you are that young, you just don’t understand what true love really is.

The young couple got out of the elevator and Chris quickly pulled me up against him and started to kiss me. I loved the taste of his tongue. It was a combination of red wine and chocolate from the hors d’oeuvres at the party. My tongue moved gently with his as his hands slid up and down my back in a slow and deliberate motion.

When the elevator stopped on our floor, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the hallway where he continued to hold me close to him and kiss me. I felt like a teenager standing in the hallway of the hotel making out. It was such a spontaneous and fun moment.

Our lips continued to explore one another and my body urged him to come closer and closer. I fumbled to find my room key while trying to keep my lips locked with his but finally had to look through my purse.

“What room?” Chris asked.

“1205,” I said as Chris grabbed the key card with one hand and me with the other.

He ran down the hallway pulling me behind him and made quick work of the lock for the door. With one fast motion, he had the door open and both of us inside the room. He started to unzip my dress and it fell to the ground. I stood there totally naked as he looked at me.

The desire in his eyes was intense and I couldn’t look away, although I felt embarrassed to be standing in front of him totally exposed.

“Do you even know how beautiful you are?”

Chris moved toward me and held my face as he kissed me gently. His burst of energy seemed to have died off and he was back to being extremely gentle and sweet. I enjoyed this sweet side of him very much. It was such a contrast to his large muscular body and tough exterior.

I reached up and took his suit jacket off and then started working on the buttons on his dress shirt. The material seemed very expensive and not like anything I could remember feeling before. The suit was definitely tailored and possibly the dress shirt as well, they all fit him perfectly.

Slowly I moved my hands down to his belt and pulled it off. I could feel his hips thrust toward me in desire. He wanted me to go farther; he wanted me to unzip his pants. Instead, I let my hand rub up against his cock through the outside of his pants. His hips moved in motion with my hand and he wanted my hand on him. I could feel him urging me to pull his cock out.

I pulled him out and quickly slid down to my knees and took him into my mouth. His moan of pleasure urged me to take him deeper inside of me. My mouth moved in rhythm with his hip motion as I reached up and let my hand help with the stroking of his cock. My lips and hand moved deep down his shaft and then all the way back up to the tip. Slowly and deliberately I used pressure and motion to bring him close to climax. So close that I could feel the tiny bit of pre-excitement on my tongue. It gave me the warning to stop stroking him and let his body calm down.

He didn’t like that at all. Chris grabbed me and pulled me up so I was standing. His lips met mine in a harsh thrust of desire and I knew he wanted to fuck me. I could feel his urge to turn me over the bed and just slide inside. But he didn’t. His kissing slowed down to a more intimate speed and he sat down on the bed, pulling me down with him.

Chris let his hands move and explore the touch of my body while his lips continued to play with mine. One of his hands came up and slid my nipple between his fingers. I let out a moan of agreement with his move; I loved the feeling of his hands on my body. He didn’t muffle my moans this time and seemed to press me to moan more as his fingers rolled and twisted my nipple between the tips.

I lay back on the bed and I tried to pull him on top of me. I wanted to feel him thrusting inside of me. I wanted to feel the explosion of ecstasy, but he would not give it to me. Instead, he relished the ability to build up my excitement. His hands were gentle and moved with a light touch over my skin. I could feel goosebumps form as he was intent on making my pleasure last as long as possible.

We spent over an hour kissing and fondling each other before Chris mounted me and slid inside. Our bodies were sweaty from our make out session and it brought another level excitement to the evening, at least for me it did. I loved feeling his muscles under a layer of sweat. It felt good to know even a man in such great shape could be made to sweat from touching my body. As our bodies moved in motion with each other, I felt a closer connection to Chris than I had even a few days before. I was starting to have feelings for him and that wasn’t a good thing. I really knew nothing about him.

We both collapsed from orgasmic pleasure, I felt the exhaustion of the night overwhelm me. It only took a moment and I had fallen asleep, tucked close up against Chris and feeling happier than I had in months.

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