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The Edgewater Room Service
Date: 2/25/2024, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Daphne17
I looked out the window. Rain. Again. Did it ever stop? I had been cooped up in the Edgewater Hotel on the water in Seattle for two days. I looked at the Juliette with French doors. There was no way I was going out there. This Florida girl had no interest in that grey and that rain. What was I doing here? I jumped in a plane and flew 3500 miles for a hook-up. How desperate was I? Tom and I had been sexting for the better part of a year and, well, it was time. He was bound by taking care of parents. We were in that part of our years. It didn’t mean we were old or washed up. Pent up maybe. To be honest, I thought he was hot the few times we FaceTimed. What was I doing here? A knock shook me out of my thoughts. That was probably a good thing. We were meeting in two days at the Seattle Center, just a few blocks up the road, but I hadn’t been able to scope it out. Rain. I walked to the door and opened it. A man around forty-five was holding a plate, looking at me expectantly. “Yes?” “Did you order room service?” “No,” I replied, noticing how his uniform fit snugly around his arms, muscles clearly outlined through the material. My mouth watered. I looked at his eyes and he clearly noticed. “Are you sure?” he said. Unable to help myself I opened the door. The bookish, brown-eyed god walked through the door, brushing against my silk pajamas. Yes, I was still in my pajamas. My nipples were instantly hard. I would have crossed my arms in front of them but the ...
... sight of his ass in those pants... God. What was I doing? I had never so much as left the house without a bra. Here I was, just about panting over a stranger. “Here?” He turned. Damn, his eyes were green. The strap slid down my shoulder. He set the plate down and turned. He took two steps toward me and stopped in front of me. He took a finger and outlined my lower lip, staring at it. I opened my mouth trying to speak but only a moan came out. He wrapped his hand behind my neck, placed his other hand on the side of my face and rubbed it down to my shoulders, to my back where it rested at the base. I closed my eyes when his lips skimmed mine. Slowly, carefully, then he gathered my lip in his teeth and rolled it back and forth bringing his tongue out and licking it across and down in side to my tongue. I was breathless. His mouth plunged into mine, his right hand holding my head gently and pressing my body closer to his. I could feel the bulge in his pants. God that was hot. It was so fucking hot. He ran his tongue down my neck, biting my shoulder just a little. I gasped. The other strap moved down. His fingers found my nipples through the silk of my top and rubbed them, then he pinched and I just about screamed. He took the shirt down all the way and moved his mouth to my left nipple, sucking forcefully until I just about came in my pants. He took his hand and rubbed it on the outside of my hot wet mound. My pants were getting soaked. He moved his mouth to the ...