“Wait,” I gasped as the elevator dinged our arrival. “Almost there.”
We stumbled down the hallway, Nick’s hands all over me while I tried to get the key card to work. It took three tries beforethe lock finally clicked open, and then we were inside, the door barely closed before he was pushing me up against it.
“Fuck,” he groaned against my lips, his tongue dancing over mine.
In one smooth motion he spun me around, pressing me against the door once more. Before I could say anything, he’d yanked my pants to my knees, exposing my ass. And before I knew it, his face was buried between my cheeks, his tongue pressed against my hole.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my god… Oh fuck…”
Nick had never done this before. Sleeping with men was completely new to him. We’d jerked each other off, sucked one another, and I’d let him fuck me. But eating ass… well, that seemed a bit more intense than what he would be comfortable with, so I didn’t ask. However, I suppose I didn’t need to ask, because the way he was going to town on me, I could tell he’d been wanting to do it for a while.
His tongue worked me open with an enthusiasm that made my knees weak, alternating between broad strokes and focused pressure that had me seeing stars. My palms pressed flat against the door, my breath fogging the wood as I panted and gasped. I’d had plenty of men do this to me before, but none of them had been Nick. None of them had made me feel like I was the center of their entire universe.
“Nick,” I gasped, my hips pushing back against his face. “Holy shit, where did you?—”
He pulled back just long enough to say, “Been watching videos,” before diving back in with renewed vigor.
The thought of him researching this, wanting to learn how to please me, made something warm and overwhelming bloom in my chest. I was so gone for this man it was ridiculous.
His hands gripped my ass, spreading me wider as his tongue pushed inside, and I had to bite down on my forearm to keepfrom screaming. The hotel walls weren’t exactly soundproof, and I didn’t need to traumatize whoever was in the room next door.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he pulled away completely. I heard the sound of his belt buckle, the rustle of fabric, and then he was standing, pressing his chest against my back.
“I need to fuck you,” he growled in my ear, his cock hard and insistent against my ass. “Right now. Against this door.”
“Yes,” I breathed, because that was all I was capable of at the moment. “Yes,fuck, please?—”
I heard him fumbling with something, probably the lube he’d packed in his overnight bag, and then his slick fingers were pushing inside me. I was already loose from his tongue, and he worked me open quickly, adding a third finger that made my back arch.
“Ready?” he asked, and I could hear the strain in his voice, the effort it was taking him to go slow.
“I’ve been ready,” I managed. “Stop teasing and fuck me already.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. I felt the blunt head of his cock press against my entrance, and then he was pushing inside in one smooth thrust that punched the air from my lungs. My forehead hit the door with a soft thud, and I had to brace my hands against it to keep from collapsing.
“God, you feel good,” he groaned, his hips flush against my ass. “So fucking good.”
He didn’t wait for me to adjust before he started moving, setting a brutal pace that had the door rattling in its frame. One hand wrapped around my hip, holding me steady, while the other reached around to grip my cock.
I was lost in sensation—the feeling of him inside me, stretching me, claiming me. His hand worked my cock with practiced skill, and his breath was hot against my neckas he whispered filthy things I couldn’t quite process. The combination was overwhelming, pushing me toward the edge faster than I’d expected.
“I’m gonna—” I started, but the words dissolved into a moan as he hit that spot inside me that made my vision white out.
“Cum for me,” he commanded, his voice rough. “Want to feel you cum around my cock.”
His words pushed me over the edge. I came hard, spilling over his hand and onto the door, my whole body shaking with the force of it. I felt him thrust twice more before he buried himself deep and followed, his groan muffled against my shoulder as his heat filled me to the brim.
We stayed like that for a long moment, both of us breathing hard, his softening cock still inside me. Eventually, he pulled out carefully, and I heard him move toward the bathroom. He came back with a warm washcloth and cleaned us both up with a gentleness that made my chest ache.
“Come on,” he said, tossing the washcloth aside and pulling me toward the bed. “Let’s actually use this hotel room for what it’s meant for.”
I let him guide me to the bed, both of us stripping off the rest of our clothes before climbing under the covers. He pulled me against his chest, his arms wrapping around me, and I felt myself relax into his embrace.
“Nick?” I said quietly.
“Yeah?”
“Thank you. For this. For all of it.”
