hesitate to start the car and pull out of the parking lot. The ride to the hotel is silent, I imagine his nerves are at an all-time high. I keep quiet, let him think on what's happening. My own thoughts are flooded with what I would like to do to him. I've been waiting for this moment for long enough, I'm ready to have him the way I want him.
W e pull up, the exquisite beauty of this structure takes my breath away every time I see it. The historic hotel is more like a palace, an elegant masterpiece of twenty one floors, luxury pouring throughout every inch. As we enter, I notice Adrian's eyes widen when he takes a look around.
"Charming, isn't it?" I nudge him, assuming from his fascination that he's never stepped foot inside. "It's been named the most beautiful building west of Venice. I'm in love with its European sophistication. I come here when I need inspiration to get back in touch with the Artist in me."
Adrian smiles at me, "The beauty of this place was enhanced once you walked in."
"That's very sweet of you, thank you." I smile at him and walk over to the front desk to check in. Adrian stands over by a statue in the front lobby, admiring the decor. I pay to get the best room available and walk back over to him with the keys in my hand.
"Ready?" I ask with my tongue between my teeth, teasing him subtly.
I take his hand in mine and lead him to the elevator. We step inside once the doors open, both of us silent. I am positive his thoughts are intruded with trying to accept that this is really happening, not just a fantasy or dream. I glance over at him, standing to the side of me. He looks like he's about to pass out.
"Hey, Adrian, if you're too tired to do this..."
"I'm good, just trying to mentally prepare for what's about to happen between us. I mean, I pictured it a little, but definitely not to this extent." He says nervously.
"Well I know you had a long day, and an even longer night, I'm sure you're ready to rest."
"No, it's not that. I'm awake, I wouldn't be able to sleep right now anyway. I just want this to go right, you know." He says and looks over at me, finally, he's been facing forward this whole time.
The elevator is nearing our floor. I turn myself so I'm standing in front of him and put my hands on both sides of his face. I pull him in and kiss his delicious lips. Our kiss lasts until the elevator stops. I step back, grab his hand, and pull him out of the elevator. We enter the hallway, turn to go down to the room, getting a look from someone walking past the opposite way. We reach the room, I let go of his hand and unlock the door. I push the door open and step in, Adrian follows me inside. We are both in awe of the room, it's stunning and welcoming.
There's a king size bed in the middle of the room, covered in crisp white bedding. I walk over to the bed, sit down, and watch Adrian looking around the room. He stops and stares at a picture on the wall. I walk up behind him, wrap my arms around him, running my hands up and down his chest. I start kissing his neck, nibbling on his ear, and he begins to moan lightly.
I walk over to the light and switch it off. The room darkens, besides a dim light coming in through the peaks of the windows. Adrian walks up to me. He's shaking, like a nervous puppy enduring a thunderstorm.
"You'll soon be bored of me, Veronica, what fun can it be to have to teach me everything? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of your own enjoyment?" I can tell he feels embarrassed about his inexperience.
"Teaching you my ways is half of the fun, to see the excitement you feel as you learn... that's pleasure in itself, baby." I purr my words to him as though he is my prey. My darkness is on the prowl, there's no more escaping.
I let my hair down, pull my dress up over my head and toss it over on a chair. My breasts are full and nipples erect. I step up to him, pressing my body against his, running my hands down his arms leading to his belt. After undoing it, I slide it out of
W e pull up, the exquisite beauty of this structure takes my breath away every time I see it. The historic hotel is more like a palace, an elegant masterpiece of twenty one floors, luxury pouring throughout every inch. As we enter, I notice Adrian's eyes widen when he takes a look around.
"Charming, isn't it?" I nudge him, assuming from his fascination that he's never stepped foot inside. "It's been named the most beautiful building west of Venice. I'm in love with its European sophistication. I come here when I need inspiration to get back in touch with the Artist in me."
Adrian smiles at me, "The beauty of this place was enhanced once you walked in."
"That's very sweet of you, thank you." I smile at him and walk over to the front desk to check in. Adrian stands over by a statue in the front lobby, admiring the decor. I pay to get the best room available and walk back over to him with the keys in my hand.
"Ready?" I ask with my tongue between my teeth, teasing him subtly.
I take his hand in mine and lead him to the elevator. We step inside once the doors open, both of us silent. I am positive his thoughts are intruded with trying to accept that this is really happening, not just a fantasy or dream. I glance over at him, standing to the side of me. He looks like he's about to pass out.
"Hey, Adrian, if you're too tired to do this..."
"I'm good, just trying to mentally prepare for what's about to happen between us. I mean, I pictured it a little, but definitely not to this extent." He says nervously.
"Well I know you had a long day, and an even longer night, I'm sure you're ready to rest."
"No, it's not that. I'm awake, I wouldn't be able to sleep right now anyway. I just want this to go right, you know." He says and looks over at me, finally, he's been facing forward this whole time.
The elevator is nearing our floor. I turn myself so I'm standing in front of him and put my hands on both sides of his face. I pull him in and kiss his delicious lips. Our kiss lasts until the elevator stops. I step back, grab his hand, and pull him out of the elevator. We enter the hallway, turn to go down to the room, getting a look from someone walking past the opposite way. We reach the room, I let go of his hand and unlock the door. I push the door open and step in, Adrian follows me inside. We are both in awe of the room, it's stunning and welcoming.
There's a king size bed in the middle of the room, covered in crisp white bedding. I walk over to the bed, sit down, and watch Adrian looking around the room. He stops and stares at a picture on the wall. I walk up behind him, wrap my arms around him, running my hands up and down his chest. I start kissing his neck, nibbling on his ear, and he begins to moan lightly.
I walk over to the light and switch it off. The room darkens, besides a dim light coming in through the peaks of the windows. Adrian walks up to me. He's shaking, like a nervous puppy enduring a thunderstorm.
"You'll soon be bored of me, Veronica, what fun can it be to have to teach me everything? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of your own enjoyment?" I can tell he feels embarrassed about his inexperience.
"Teaching you my ways is half of the fun, to see the excitement you feel as you learn... that's pleasure in itself, baby." I purr my words to him as though he is my prey. My darkness is on the prowl, there's no more escaping.
I let my hair down, pull my dress up over my head and toss it over on a chair. My breasts are full and nipples erect. I step up to him, pressing my body against his, running my hands down his arms leading to his belt. After undoing it, I slide it out of
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