As our lips remained intertwined, lost in the fervor of our passionate kiss, her hand began a slow, tantalizing descent.
Her fingers grazed my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake, before tracing a bold, intimate path to my groin.
Immediately
her hand skimmed my already hard rod, the whole of my body melted into a sweet surrender to her, as our mouths devoured each other in a fierce, all consuming kiss. My entire being dissolved into hers, our desire blending into a single, intoxicating flame.
I started reciprocating her kiss as she fondled my hard rod inside my shorts. I pressed her to the door while handling her Boobs and still kissing her.
When I sensed the door wasn’t comfortable for her, I cradled her in my arms, and took her to the bed. I positioned her comfortably on the bed and went straight for her Bōōbs.
I licked her nîp.ples, before taking it into my mouth. As I suckled on her Bosom, she started rubbing my head gently, and moaning softly.
“Oh shiiiitt! Pascal please don't stop, aaauurhhh”.......she moaned.
Still working on her boobs, I parted her laps and started flicking her already swollen cli.t with my finger.
Fortunately for me, Charlotte isn't a loud screamer, if not she would have screamed down the roof just like Sandra. But she had already scattered the bed.
When she couldn’t take the teasing anymore, she grabbed my Rôd, and directed it towards her kitty.
I momentarily withdrew from our intimate position, I reached over to the bedside drawer, and carefully slid it open, hoping to find the protective measures some hotels considerately provide for their patrons.
As luck would have it, I spotted a packet of Durex condoms nestled in the drawer. I quickly ripped it open, retrieved a single condom, and deftly put it on. With seamless continuity, I returned to our passionate moment.
I suckled her boõbs for a while, before pushing my rod in. She gave out a soft moan when she felt my rod inside her.
I started thrusting immediately, while she clung to me whispering incoherent words into my ears.
When I sensed that I was about to reach climax, I pulled out and went back to sucking her bõobs. I did that until I felt I was good to go again. I tried flipping her over but she declined.
“Why what's wrong?”.......I asked anxiously.
“I'm sorry, dōggy style isn't my thing”.........she muttered, and I nodded my head in agreement.
I gently raised her waist and pushed one of the pillows beneath it, bringing up her kitty.
I couldn't help but notice her well trimmed and flawless kitty, I became captivated by the sight of it, I couldn't resist the urge to have a taste with my tongue.
I brought my head towards her kitty, with the intention of pleasuring her with my tongue.
“Pascal”........she called sharply.
“Anything?”........I asked.
“What are you trying to do?”.........she asked.
“What does it seem like I want to do?”..........I asked back.
“It seems like you want to pleasure me with your tongue”........she replied.
“Any problem with that?”.......I asked.
“We would do that maybe some other time, let's just get down to business”........she muttered, and I shrugged.
Without further introspection, I inserted my rod into her Kitty and continued from where I stopped. I'm not certain if that was her style, but she clung so tight to me and had her laps clasped tight around my waist.
After some minutes of deep thrusting, I observed I was reaching climax again, and then I increased the speed at which I was thrusting.
I was reaching my orgasm when she started breathing heavily. I was thrusting, not paying attention to her sudden reaction but suddenly I felt a very sharp pain on my neckline.
Just then I started ejaculating into the cöndom. It was an extraordinary, soul stirring feeling, and sumptuously intoxicating crescendo of uncontainable, unforgettable, and supremely sweet delight Having tossed aside the condôm, I caught sight of the subtle imprint of her teeth on my neck, a tender souvenir of our intimacy. Nearby, she rested peacefully, her slumbering form spread across the bed.
I gently tidied her up with a tissue and draped the duvet over her, ensuring she was cozy.
Slipping into my briefs, I quietly exited the room, flipping off the light switch.
The corridor was deserted as I hastened back to room 315, to reunite with Mirabel.
I crept back into the room, careful to preserve the tranquility. Mirabel remained fast asleep, in the same position when I left.
In a swift, I dashed into the bathroom to have a shower, then I returned to bed, nestling in beside her as the first light of morning crept in, and I succumbed to sleep just as the clock struck 6 a.m.
I stirred awake to discover Mirabel already up and about, her eyes fixed on her phone as she lounged in her underwear. I let out a languid yawn, stretching my limbs to shake off the slumber.
“Good morning”........she greeted, rubbing my shoulder.
“Good morning my dear”.........I replied with a yawn, sitting up from the bed. I was feeling very weak.
“How was your night?”.........she asked.
“Fine, how about yours?”........I asked.
“Slept like never before”.........she replied and I nodded.
“Did you go back to the party? I woke up and couldn’t find you, and your phone was switched off?”.........she asked inquisitively.
“No I didn't, my battery was flat so I went down to the reception to ask for a charger.......I couldn’t come up with it so I had to stay down for a while to let it charge a little?”........I lied, and she believed me.
To be honest, I hadn't even taken my phone with me to Charlotte's room. I had turned it off and left it in the pocket of my trousers, which were draped over a chair.
“Okay then, if you say so”.......she replied.
“What time are we leaving this room?”.......I asked.
“We have just an hour left”........she replied.
I yawned again, then I went down from the bed with my morning glory being visible, and headed to the bathroom to empty my bladder.
Mirabel couldn't help but burst out laughing as she caught sight of my hard on. Later as I emerged from the bathroom, I retrieved my phone from the pocket of my trousers and powered it back on.
As soon as my phone sprang to life, two messages popped up in rapid succession: one from Charlotte, and another from Mirabel.
“Mirabel Did you send me a message”........I asked, clicking on the message.
“Yes I did, when I woke up and couldn’t find you and your number was switched off, I had to send you a message”.......she replied.
Mirabel's message read “where are you? I am worried” After reading Mirabel's message, I opened Charlotte's own, and it reads.
”Hi Pascal handsome, I sincerely appreciate you for your time last night......I love you, I'm already out of the hotel, see you later” After reading Charlotte's message, I quickly typed a message and sent it back to her.
“It's okay then, you are welcome......consider it a favour for old time sake, and for your information, we would never be intimate, or close again”.........I wrote.
After sending the message, before I could drop my phone and do other stuff, another message came from Charlotte.
“And you think I'm easily going to let go of you after our adventures last night? No way!
We belong together forever Pascal” When I read the second message from Charlotte, I became flustered, what does she mean? Is she indirectly threatening me just because I had tasted her?
But she initiated the intimacy and not me, she lured me into making out with her.
Why on earth is she trying to be dominating?
I wanted to send Charlotte another message, more like a warning rather, but Mirabel said something that prevented me from sending the message.
“What happened to your neck? did something bite you?”........she asked, taking a closer look at my neck.
“I don’t know, I also noticed it not long ago in the bathroom just now”........I muttered, trying to cover it with my hand.
“Okay please try and get it treated, it might be a bacterial growth, or skin infection”........she suggested, and I nodded.
I went to take my bath, and while I was bathing, Mirabel joined me. Of course she tried to be intimate with me, but I didn't comply with her.
We took our bath, got dressed and left the hotel room. My cab man was already waiting outside the hotel gate when we stepped out of the hotel.
When we entered the cab, I instructed the cab to take Mirabel to her hostel first, before taking me to my place.
Mirabel instantly disagreed, she told me she wanted to come with me to my lodge. I tried objecting against her wish, but she was hell bent on coming with me to my lodge.
When we arrived at my apartment, the first thing I did was to open the fridge and get a sachet of water, and I drank it in one gulp.
“What do you have here?”.........Mirabel asked, heading to the kitchen.
“Whatever you see there is what I have”........I replied nonchalantly, crumbling on the bed.
While Mirabel was busy in the kitchen doing what I have no idea of, my eyes became heavy with sleep, and I shut them down.
After a long, unclear nap, I woke up to a steaming bowl of noodles, courtesy of Mirabel.
We ate together, and though I was tempted to crawl back into bed afterwards, Mirabel wouldn't let me.
“So you want to sleep back? You have been sleeping since we came back. E never tire you?”........she yelled, shaking me vigorously.
“Oh my God, Mirabel leave me na”.......I said, feeling frustrated.
“Stand up jhoor, you fly for night?”........she asked sarcastically.
“Just give me like two hours and I will wake up please”.......I pleaded with my sleepy eyes.
“No oh wake up jaaree, or else I will go back to my hostel”........she threatened.
I abandoned my attempt to sleep, and instead, Mirabel and I engaged in a heated game of Ludo. I dominated the first three rounds, winning 3-0, but my victory was short-lived.
Mirabel accused me of being unfair, insisting that I should have let her win, simply because she's a girl.
I've never come across any written or unwritten law that suggests men should concede victory to women in games or competitions just because of their gender.
After our playful scuffle, Mirabel collapsed onto me, panting. I let her catch her breath for a moment before making my next move.
“Mira baby”.......I called.
“Yes sweetheart”.......she called.
“I want to ask you something”......I requested.
“Shoot your shot”.......she replied.
“When you told me some days ago, that I wasn’t the one that broke off our relationship, that you left on your own. What does that mean?”........I asked curiously.
“Don’t tell me this thing has been on your mind all these while”........she said, as she giggled.
“I will be lying if I tell you that I have not been thinking about this since you told me”........I replied.
“See, you don’t have to worry over nothing, it's not really important”........she said, trying to wave it off.
“Don’t tell me that Mirabel, What really happened between us? Talk to me”........I demanded, then she breathed deeply.
“Well, what happened was......I left because I wasn’t ready to share you with anybody”.......She announced, then her hand wandered towards the mark on my neckline.
“And before you continue asking me any more questions, what did you say happened to your neck? This looks like someone’s teeth mark”.........she revealed.
“Like I told you earlier, I don’t know, I just noticed it when I woke up this morning”........I replied.
“Are you feeling pains?”........she asked, pressing her fingers at the spot.
“No, I don’t feel anything there”........I lied.
Just as I was about to resume our conversation, ready to dive back into the playful banter and witty repartee, Mirabel's lips met mine in a gentle, yet unexpected kiss that left me momentarily breathless.
“You have been behaving like I am not here all this while........Common kiss you have not given me since yesterday, even when we bathed together at the hotel, you didn't want to be intimate with me. Tell me, am I not attractive to you again?”........she complained.
“You think so? I was only trying my best to be a gentle guy, I'm not a pervert”.........I replied.
“Yea I know, That’s why you didn’t notice that I was Unclad under the duvet last night and you didn’t care to check”..........she said, smirking playfully.
“You are getting really rugged by the day. you still haven't changed”.........I replied.
“If you say so, Let me respect myself and get my rugged body off you”........she mumbled, trying to move away from me.
“Nawa for you sef, You too they take small things seriously”.......I teased, dragging her back to my body, and she giggled.
“But wait, oh. this your guy dey get am clear, See wetin only him they enjoy”........I teased, grabbing her ass from behind.
“You are not serious. Shebi this same ass has been beside you since yesterday night and you have been forming gentle boy......Bad boy like you”.......she sneered.
I started asking her about her boyfriend. I was doing all that just to stall. I wasn’t have the strength to go down with her. I don’t know what was wrong with me at that moment.
My rod was responding already, but I know that if I should go round with her, she may end up calling people for help.
We were still talking when she slipped her hand into my shorts and started playing with my rod.
“My little guy is already responding......I trust it, it will always recognize mommy”........she whispered, still caressing my hard rod.
My rod kept growing harder in her hand while she was sending some pleasure into me. I was trying everything to stall but she was already on the go.
Just as I was poised to shift the dynamics and take control, our intimate moment was abruptly interrupted by a knock at my door.
“Are you expecting anybody”.......she asked.
“None that I know of. Maybe it’s one of my neighbors”.......I replied.
“why not let me check it out.......you can’t go with this”.......she requested, pointing to my hard on, and I nodded, giving her the go ahead to check who was knocking.
As she rose from the bed to investigate the knock, I seized the opportunity to slip away to the bathroom and relieve myself, anticipating the passionate encounter that was likely to follow.
To Be Continued.........
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