distract her, leaning in close and breathing on her neck with each shot. She comes back at me when I shoot, leaning across the table letting her cleavage push against push against it. I can’t wait to have her tits in my mouth—just staring at them smashed against the table has my dick getting hard. She winks, and I take the shot missing terribly. This earns me a laugh.
“I knew you’d miss! Ha!” She moves next to me to take her shot, bending forward once more. I grab her by the hips, pulling her flush against the hardness in my pants. This time, when she takes her shot, I make sure to caress her ass in one quick squeeze. When she misses again, we decide the game is over. If not, we will be having sex in a public bar, on a pool table, despite who sees.
“So since I got more balls in the pockets, does that mean I win?” she says, swaying her hips back to the table.
“That’s exactly what that means. So what was your wager?” Once we take our seats back at the table, she leans across to my ear.
“To eat, then watch my dress fall to the floor. And maybe making love in the champagne glass.” Hearing my bet roll off her lips in the sweetest whisper and I don’t know if we can stay for dinner. Immediately following that thought, the waiter brings our food. She has been holding her food down all day, which is a good sign. We eat as quickly as possible—there’s so much to look forward to back at the room.
We walk up the path leading to the champagne tower, our hotel is called that; it’s pretty obvious as to why. Once the door closes on the elevator, she’s on me. Pushing my back against the wall, kissing me. She tastes so good and the way she takes charge is hot as hell. The door opens, and another couple getting in breaks us apart. The woman giggles as she walks past Laney. Her face goes red as she steps a little closer to me. When we make it to our floor we get off and rush to our room.
“When this door opens, that dress comes off. Keep on the heels, though; they’re fucking sexy,” I tell her, sliding the key card. I kick the door behind me, turning around to see her working at lightning speed, taking off her clothes. I follow her lead stripping down to nothing. She turns around meeting my gaze, and her breathing hitches.
“You are so beautiful, your skin is so soft to touch,” I say brushing my fingertips smoothly across her collarbone, down to her stomach. She shies away, not expecting me to gentle. “Let’s take this to the champagne glass, you did win after all.”
I turn on the water and pour in some bubble bath. The glass comes to life as we step in. I let her take off the heels since I changed my mind where I wanted to begin. She sits down and the bubbles slowly cover her, only her tits are peeking out through them. Sliding in next to her, I go straight to work running my hands up and down her body. I lift her on top of me and her eyes pierce straight through me. I lick my lips before I kiss her, massaging her tongue with mine. I break the kiss by giving her bottom lip a slight bite before I let go.
“I’m gonna lift you, guide me in, baby.” She does as she’s told, stroking me once then guides me into her entrance. She slides down until my balls hit her ass, letting out an intense moan. She wants me, and she wants me inside her as deep as I can go as she bounces up and down hard. When she slides down, I lift up letting her take all of me. She claws at my back—I can feel the sting of each nail that grazes my sensitive skin. I look behind her and watch the mirror, my dick slick with her juices and the bubbles splashing around us. I watch as I slide in and out of her, and she throws her head back.
Watching me move in and out of her is so intense I will blow now if she doesn’t stop. I sit up getting more into it grabbing the small of her back rocking her into me harder. “Don’t stop moving, move faster... Harder,” I say on each thrust, breathless. She moves
“I knew you’d miss! Ha!” She moves next to me to take her shot, bending forward once more. I grab her by the hips, pulling her flush against the hardness in my pants. This time, when she takes her shot, I make sure to caress her ass in one quick squeeze. When she misses again, we decide the game is over. If not, we will be having sex in a public bar, on a pool table, despite who sees.
“So since I got more balls in the pockets, does that mean I win?” she says, swaying her hips back to the table.
“That’s exactly what that means. So what was your wager?” Once we take our seats back at the table, she leans across to my ear.
“To eat, then watch my dress fall to the floor. And maybe making love in the champagne glass.” Hearing my bet roll off her lips in the sweetest whisper and I don’t know if we can stay for dinner. Immediately following that thought, the waiter brings our food. She has been holding her food down all day, which is a good sign. We eat as quickly as possible—there’s so much to look forward to back at the room.
We walk up the path leading to the champagne tower, our hotel is called that; it’s pretty obvious as to why. Once the door closes on the elevator, she’s on me. Pushing my back against the wall, kissing me. She tastes so good and the way she takes charge is hot as hell. The door opens, and another couple getting in breaks us apart. The woman giggles as she walks past Laney. Her face goes red as she steps a little closer to me. When we make it to our floor we get off and rush to our room.
“When this door opens, that dress comes off. Keep on the heels, though; they’re fucking sexy,” I tell her, sliding the key card. I kick the door behind me, turning around to see her working at lightning speed, taking off her clothes. I follow her lead stripping down to nothing. She turns around meeting my gaze, and her breathing hitches.
“You are so beautiful, your skin is so soft to touch,” I say brushing my fingertips smoothly across her collarbone, down to her stomach. She shies away, not expecting me to gentle. “Let’s take this to the champagne glass, you did win after all.”
I turn on the water and pour in some bubble bath. The glass comes to life as we step in. I let her take off the heels since I changed my mind where I wanted to begin. She sits down and the bubbles slowly cover her, only her tits are peeking out through them. Sliding in next to her, I go straight to work running my hands up and down her body. I lift her on top of me and her eyes pierce straight through me. I lick my lips before I kiss her, massaging her tongue with mine. I break the kiss by giving her bottom lip a slight bite before I let go.
“I’m gonna lift you, guide me in, baby.” She does as she’s told, stroking me once then guides me into her entrance. She slides down until my balls hit her ass, letting out an intense moan. She wants me, and she wants me inside her as deep as I can go as she bounces up and down hard. When she slides down, I lift up letting her take all of me. She claws at my back—I can feel the sting of each nail that grazes my sensitive skin. I look behind her and watch the mirror, my dick slick with her juices and the bubbles splashing around us. I watch as I slide in and out of her, and she throws her head back.
Watching me move in and out of her is so intense I will blow now if she doesn’t stop. I sit up getting more into it grabbing the small of her back rocking her into me harder. “Don’t stop moving, move faster... Harder,” I say on each thrust, breathless. She moves
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