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with nothing but the black lace of
my underwear. Dropping to his knees, he pulls down the scrap of lace covering
my sex and encourages me to step out of them.  He glances up into my
flushed face, his eyes alight with longing.  Pushing one of my legs over
his shoulder, he moves in to kiss a trail from my inner thigh up to my wetness.
    ‘Bloody hell,’ I whisper as he sucks hard
on my wetness. 
    ‘Fuck, you taste like heaven,’ he growls
against my swollen lips. 
    I grasp a handful of his hair with one
hand and hold onto the door frame with the other as my body purrs with
delight.  I pull tight against the strands of his soft hair as his tongue
fucks me deep.
    ‘God, Nate,’ my voice sounds breathy even
to my own ears. I grind my hips against his tongue as he laps up my
juices.  My body is humming with pleasure as I feel his fingers plunge
deep inside, ‘Oh my,’ I purr, as he sucks in my clitoris and swirls his tongue
around the hardened nub over and over.  My body is climbing high, building
for a release.
    ‘Come for me, baby,’ he growls, as his
tongue sucks in my clitoris, hard.
    ‘Oh fuck,’ I gasp, as my body soars
uncontrollably and I am drenched in pleasure, my legs buckling beneath
me.  If it wasn’t for Nate’s hands taking my weight, I know I would be a
puddle of goo on the carpet. 
    ‘Fuck!’ He stands, his hands clasp my
thighs and lift until my legs wrap around his waist.  I push down against
the evident bulge in his trousers. 
    ‘You on the pill?’ He probes.
    ‘Yeah,’ I whimper, the aftershocks of my
release still shuddering through the length of my body. ‘But you’re a
man-whore,’ I pant.
    ‘I’m clean,’ he releases his erection,
and immediately plunges deep inside me, stopping to absorb the pleasure as his
eyes meet mine.  ‘Fuck, that feels so good,’ he whispers, his body tense.
‘I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you,’ his teeth nibble my neck, ‘you
with the huge hazel eyes and legs that go on for infinity.’
    ‘Move,’ I command, my body craving his
with a need that is foreign to me.
    He complies.  He pounds me hard against
the door of my hotel room, the thudding of my body slamming hard against the
wood, which only enhances the desire. 
    ‘More,’ I demand, not being able to
satisfy the ache of lust that sits deep inside me.
    Lifting me away from the door he travels over
to the bed, leaning my back against the mattress, my legs still wrapped around
his waist, ‘hold on,’ he pants, grasping my hips and fucks me downwards, the depth
of his thrusts immediately creating a building within me. 
    ‘Oh god, I’m going to come,’ I cry out, as
it feels like a million particles of gratification shower over me simultaneously
as he plants deep, stroking himself dry.
    We roll onto the bed, still connected, as
we attempt to calm our erratic breaths.
    After a few minutes, I giggle. ‘I’m surprised
that no one complained about the noise,’ I murmur, breathlessly.
    Nate chuckles, ‘fuck, London!  You
certainly know how to fuck.’
    ‘That felt good,’ I confess.
    ‘I could tell,’ he rolls on top of me and
glances down, ‘you okay?’
    ‘Yeah,’ I wrap my arms around his
neck.  ‘You’re safe, no regrets,’ I assure him.
    He nods, ‘good to hear,’ he runs his nose
down my jaw, ‘want to clean up?’
    ‘Yeah, then I want to explore some more.
I intend on taking full advantage of you before I leave.’
    His grin is sensational, ‘thank fuck,’ he
drops his lips to mine.
    ********
    It is nine at night, and we have spent
the entire afternoon in bed discovering every inch of each other’s body. We ordered
room service before we showered, the shower led to other things, which meant we
didn’t hear the waiter either knock on the door or transport the food on the
trolley into the room.  This also meant that whoever delivered our food,
were privy to our very loud sex through the opened doorway of the bathroom.
    I was mortified to