Jessica threw a smile at the receptionists as she strolled confidently past the desk. They returned her smile, but neither of them stopped her to ask if she was a guest here. She chuckled as she pressed the button for the elevator; she wasn’t a guest here, but the person she wanted to see was.
The doors opened; she stepped inside and pressed the button to close the doors. Three of the walls mirrored so she took the opportunity to check her reflection. Thankfully, the short walk from the car to the hotel reception hadn’t been too windy, so her hair still fell in perfect curls around her shoulders. The soft, caramel highlights curled amongst the deep chocolate colour of her hair shimmering in the bright, artificial light.
She had spent over an hour carefully applying her makeup, something that was not normal for her. Usually, it was a swipe of eyeliner and a quick brush of mascara, done in about two minutes flat. But tonight, she had gone all out. Smokey eye shadow, outlined by thick, black liner making them look heavy and sensual. Her lips were blood red, and she had a blush to her cheeks that was not caused by makeup.
The elevator pinged, announcing its arrival on the fourth floor. Jessica pulled the belt of her coat tighter around her waist as the doors opened and she stepped off. The carpeted lobby silenced the clicking of her high heels as she made her way down the corridor.
She came to a stop outside room 414 and took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves before knocking hard on the door. Her heart thudded in her chest so hard, that she could hear it in her ears. After what felt like an eternity, but, in fact, was just a couple of minutes, the door opened, and she was looking into his deep brown eyes.
A smile played on her lips as she slowly untied the belt of her coat, letting it fall open. Her heart picked up as she watched his gaze take in the emerald-coloured corset and the matching thongs hidden underneath. It lingered on her stockings and, finally, the green high heels. His eyes snapped back to hers and she felt her breath catch in her throat, they were darker than they had been a moment before.
“Jessica?” he asked, his voice thick with desire.
“Are you going to invite me in?” she asked, her voice soft, almost innocent.
Rob stepped to the side to allow her room to come in. He grabbed her hips as she passed and pushed her hard against the wall. Jessica let out a moan as his lips landed on hers in a hard and punishing kiss. His hands reached behind her and grabbed her bare ass cheeks, squeezing them hard as he pulled her against him. She could feel his hard length pressed against her stomach. She pushed her fingers into his hair, pulling gently as he gripped at her thighs and lifted her with ease, pinning her to the wall as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
Their kiss slowed as the initial burst of lust subsided, until they finally parted, Maltepe Escort breathless, and he let her slide down his body.
“What are you doing here?” he asked as he kissed her neck and pushed her coat off her shoulders.
“I missed you,” she breathed as her eyes closed, her fingers stroking the back of his neck.
It had been months since they’d last seen each other, so whilst he was away for work, and she knew he’d been in one place, she had made the plans to come and surprise him.
He stood back and admired her; the corset pulled in at her waist by dark green ribbon, enhancing her hourglass shape, her ample chest barely contained in the intricate lace cups. The matching thong made from silk and lace.
Jessica stepped towards him, closing the gap. Her hands rested on his stomach, before she gripped the bottom of his top, pulling it over his head. She knelt at his feet; her hands gripped at his thighs as she leaned in and placed her lips against his stomach just above his waist band. She felt the shudder run through his body as she eased the grey joggers down his legs, pulling them off as he lifted his feet. She wrapped her fingers around his erection and squeezed gently as she looked up at him.
Robs gaze met hers, hooded and deep with need. He gave a single nod in answer to her unspoken question, then watched as the smile spread across her face as she leaned in, letting her tongue trace a path along the underside of his length, her eyes never leaving his.
“Fuck! Jessie,” he growled as he felt her mouth close around his tip, enveloping him in her warmth. His hands immediately tangled into her hair as she begins to move along his shaft.
Jessica groaned, sending vibrations along his cock. The sensation caused him to buck and push himself further into her mouth. Rob tightened his grip on her hair, his hips moved on their own now, as he pushed further into her mouth. She tried to swallow as much of him as she could, but he was well endowed and, although she managed to control her gag reflex, she couldn’t contain the mess as it seeped out around him and dribbled down her chin.
Rob let out a low groan as he felt his sack draw up; he buried himself into her throat just as his length began to pulse and empty his load.
Slowly, he pulled out of her mouth, her lipstick surprisingly intact as she smiled up at him. She looked like a goddess on her knees, looking up at him. He helped her to her feet, pulled her against him, and sank his teeth into her neck, causing her to whimper as he left his mark on her skin.
Jessica felt his mouth explore further down her neck as his hand slipped between her legs and brushed against her aching sex, feeling the wet patch that being here with him had caused. She heard him curse as he slid one finger under her thongs and spread her lips apart; his finger circled her clit and caused her whole body to İstanbul Escort shudder.
Jessica couldn’t hide the smirk as she squeezed her legs together, preventing him any more access. His growl emanated from his chest.
“Behave…” he growled as he nipped at her ear. But that just added fuel to her fire, which he knew. He knew telling her to behave always had the opposite effect. Jessica stepped back suddenly and ran to the other side of the bed.
“Jessie don’t play games with me!” he warned, as his gaze bore into hers. It made her heartbeat faster, but she wasn’t giving in that easily.
He strolled around the bed, but, as he got close, she tried to run past. Not an easy job in heels as high as hers, so she stumbled, allowing him to grab her and pull her to him as she giggled uncontrollably.
“Is this amusing you?” he asked sternly, only the hint of amusement in his own eyes gave him away. Jessica held his gaze, raked her teeth over her lip, and grinned.
“Oh Jessie, what am I going to do with you?” he chuckled, but it was not an amused tone. Jessica would probably have felt a slither of fear creep in if she wasn’t so damn needy for him.
He spun her around and guided her over to the desk. There was a soft padded chair tucked neatly underneath and a large mirror hung on the wall. Jessica could see her reflection, her skin flushed, and a fine sheen of sweat already covered her. Her eyes held that look, the look she only got with him.
Rob pressed her body against the back of the chair. He reached forward and grabbed one of the belts that were sitting on the desk. He had two, the black one he wore for work and a brown one he wore with his jeans. He used one on each of her wrists and looped them around the chair arms, so she was half leant over, and the back of the chair pushed her chest up, so they were almost spilling out.
Next, he knelt behind her, she couldn’t see what he was doing, but she felt his hands sliding up her legs.
“I like these,” he spoke slowly, completely in control, as his fingers brushed around the lace tops of her stockings, “but, right now, I need them.” He gently pulled them down her legs, lifting her foot out of her heel to remove it and then sliding it back into her shoe before repeating the same with the other leg.
Rob used the stockings to secure her ankles to the legs of the chair. Standing, he stepped back to admire her. She was bent over and bound to the chair, her face visible in the mirror. He had fantasised about this most nights, but the reality was much better. His cock was already hard again and twitching to be inside her. But he ignored it, he was not ready for that yet.
“Fuck!” He growled as he stood behind her again. His hand caressed her smooth mounds, his finger tracing the route of her thong as it disappeared between her cheeks.
Jessica studied his face in the mirror, seeing the Anadolu Yakası Escort desire for her etched in his features. She watched as he lifted his hand, it didn’t register immediately that it had connected with her skin. The slap sounded loud in the otherwise quiet room. The sting soon flooded her senses, causing her to moan. The second and third came quicker, both slightly harder, so her hips jumped forward.
Rob watched as her skin began to turn pink, his handprints melting into one another as he took turns striking each cheek. Her moans were loud, constant, and he could see the dark patch in her thong spreading. Ten blows later, he hooked his fingers into her thongs and pulled them down to her knees.
He knelt behind her again; she whimpered slightly as he grabbed her sore cheeks and pulled them apart, opening her up to him. Her desire for him was dripping out of her, running down her legs.
Rob leaned forward and buried his face between her legs, his tongue lapping at her as she cried out his name, her hips pushing back to meet him. He dipped his tongue inside of her, probing her, as his fingers moved up and found her clit. The onslaught continued as he brought her to the edge, her legs beginning to tremble as she begged him not to stop. And he didn’t want to stop, he wanted to taste her as she came, calling his name. But he also wanted to punish her, so he stopped, standing with a grin as she swore.
“I want to feel you cum on my cock Jessie!” he growled as he positioned himself and opened her with the head of his shaft.
“Holy fuck!” he cursed as he slammed into her, hard. Her own moans matched his. Her head flopped forward until he grabbed at her hair, pulling her head back.
“Don’t look away!” it was half a plea, half a warning as he moved inside her, feeling her tightness gripping at him. Jessica used her bound hands to push herself as upright as possible, so their gazes locked in the mirror, and she lost herself in him.
Robs hand moved to her throat, applying just enough pressure that her eyes glazed with desire. Her lips parted. He watched as her breasts fell free from the confines of the corset and swung free. He grabbed one in his hand and rolled her nipples between his fingers.
“Rob?” she panted. He could feel her body beginning to tense and he knew she was seeking his permission.
“Come for me baby!” he said through clenched teeth as he tightened the hold on her throat and pulled at her nipple.
She came with a scream. Her whole body convulsed as she held his gaze. The rooms next to him will hear, he had no doubt about it, but that did not stop him from letting her go and grabbing her hips so he could slam into her harder and faster, pushing her from one climax and towards another, causing her to get louder and louder.
“That’s my girl,” he growled as she pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with her own.
Those three words were her undoing, and she came harder than before, her whole body shaking as her knees buckled and she flopped over the chair. She was vaguely aware of his fingers digging into her flesh as he buried himself deep inside of her and came with her name tumbling from his lips.