Keeping his arm around her, he ordered her a soft drink and requested a bottle of water for himself.
She was quiet for a while, taking in the ambience, the flickering candle on the table and the pulsing music.The women in the cages were wearing different outfits now, resembling go-go girls of the 1960s.The walls were psychedelic colors, appearing as if they’d been tie-dyed.
The waitress returned with their beverages and left them almost immediately.
“How was it for you?”
“Astounding.Nothing like I expected.”She stirred her straw in her drink.“I’m not sure I can put it into words, really.”
“The orgasm?”
She glanced at him.“You were right.”
“Tell me again.”
“It was worth the wait.”
“Well, I’m about done waiting.”
He went to claim their jackets and have the valet bring the car around.Kelsey was taking the last sip of her beverage when he returned.
“You meant it,” she said.
“Yeah.I did.”
Within minutes they were in his car, and he surprised her by stopping at a local hotel.“What are you doing?”
“Fucking you senseless,” he said.
She laughed.“We could go home.”
“We could,” he agreed.“But we’re not.”
He got them a room, grabbed the bag and hustled her into the elevator.
Not shocking her, he had up against the back of the elevator, her arms above her head and his hand in her panties the moment the door closed.
Even though they’d scened and she’d had an orgasm, she was hot and ready.
The bell dinged, and he stepped away as the door opened.
The moment they carded into the room, she tore at his clothes, and he yanked open the laces on the front of her top.
“Leave your boots on,” he told her.
“That’s unusual.”
“I have a sudden fetish for them.”
He finished undressing then fumbled with a condom and dropped it on the floor before managing to get it open.
She sat on the edge of the bed and rolled it down him, squeezing and pumping his cock.
“Enough.”
He pinned her arms behind her then laid her back, trapped.
Kelsey opened her legs without being told.
