"Welcome Back"

I’m staring out the window at this beautiful view of this mysterious city. I feel like it’s just waiting for me to leave my mark. The sun is shining bright, it’s a beautiful day. I’m enjoying the cool breeze that reminds me how far from the desert I’ve traveled. It’s been a 12 hour traveling day for me. From one coast to another, with way too many stops in between. Finally I’ve made it to my destination; A beautiful hotel in the heart of downtown. He carries my 70lbs of luggage upstairs to the room. I immediately open all the curtains and stare out at the city. I find myself in complete awe. Anxiousness creeps over my body, slightly giving me the chills. I feel his hands slowly move around my waist. He starts to nibble on my neck and his embrace insinuates that he misses me. So I ask, “You missed me?” He replies “Of course, did you miss me” I want to say No, but out comes “yea… I did”. “What did you miss?” He asks. I mean what kind of question is that? We haven’t had sex and I don’t love you… so what the hell do you expect me to say? I think quickly and somehow I come up with “I miss your goofy ass making me laugh” which especially in this moment was so true. He is pleased with this answer. He backs up to the bed sits down and sits me on his lap. I feel like a little kid sitting on Santa’s lap, preparing to tell him what I want for Christmas. I guess in a way, that’s what he wants to be… MY Santa Clause. He starts kissing my neck. He then gently lays me on the bed and gets on his knees. My heart begins to beat out of my chest and the butterflies begin their journey flying around my stomach like they’re trying to escape. I get so nervous for a moment I feel like I may actually vomit. He starts kissing my stomach and works his way down my stomach to the top of my black tights. And before I know it, my tights along with my sheer undies have loosely fallen around my ankles. He begins to kiss my inner thigh, teasing and taunting me. I can tell he wants me to ask for him to taste me… but I refuse to give him the satisfaction. After realizing that he wasn’t going to get me to beg, he dives face first in my abyss. Kissing and nibbling me slowly. My tights are restricting my ability to lock my legs around his neck the way I want to, so I kick them off and they go flying across the room. Yes, now I can fully enjoy his feast. I throw my arms back and give him complete control. After a while I can’t take it, I grab the back of his head with both hands and hold on for dear life. In an instant he stands up, pulling me up with him. I’m sitting on his shoulders as he ravishes my body. There’s nothing for me to hold on to except for the flat screen TV mounted to the hotel room wall. All I can picture is me coming… and the TV coming down with me. So I try to brace myself by making fists with both my hands, learning a new balancing act. He keeps me sturdy by holding tightly to my ass cheeks. He apparently doesn’t care if I pull this TV down with me. I try to reach the ceiling but even his 6ft added to my 5ft aren’t enough for me to reach. I start to feel those trembles from the pits of my stomach. My mind wants to beg him to put me down and finish this soon to be intense orgasm in the safety of the King Size bed beneath us. But the freak in me won’t let me. The eroticism of this act is turning me completely on, out, in… every way but off. I begin to buck like I’m riding one of those electric bulls you find in little dive bars. He can feel it coming. He puts me down, lifts my right leg and sucks my second tongue until I convulse. He rides the wave with me until I’m done. I start cursing and calling out to the Lord all at the same time. My legs have formed a WWE choke-hold around his neck. When I finally have control of my body again… I release. My breathing begins to return back to normal. He leans forward and whispers in my ear…. “Welcome Back.”