Ethan's pov
I sit on the bed and kick off my shoes already reaching for the remote and turning on the 50" television. I'm halfway through a rerun of the final season of "how I met your mother" when Kat finally walks back in with a room service cart with ice cream sundaes and a champagne bottle in a bucket which I presume is filled with ice.
"Sorry I kept you waiting babe, but the room service cart at the end of the hall was loaded with ice cream. You understand why I had to go right" she says with a pout and puppy dog eyes.
I fold my hands over my chest in mock anger and turn away from her with a huff. She climbs the bed and hugs me from behind, her head resting on my left shoulder
"I'm sorry you had to wait but that's why you have hands" she says in a mock apologetic tone
"Very funny" I say with another huff and shrug her off before heading for the balcony and taking a seat on the railing, my legs dangling 23 stories above the ground. The beautiful lights of the city of casinos and midlife crisis cases laid out before me.
Two small hands make their way across my back and meet a little way below my navel. The right reaches for my zipper as the left waits patiently to snatch out the 8 inches long pole that will no doubt spring out when she removes the zipper. I grab both hands before they can go any further and push them away. Kat looks at me with a worried look gracing her features.
"What's wrong babe??"
"What happens next depends on how truthfully you answer my next question" I reply monotonously with a hardened look on my face.
Kat's pov
"What happens next depends on how truthfully you answer my next question" he replies coldly with a hardened look on his face.
His words cause my throat to constrict, my thirst to become unbearable. My eyes dart around the little space wondering which of my sins he has discovered now. My eyes come back to rest on his face to see him smiling like my squirming was amusing to him.
"Are there sprinkles?" he asks with a very serious look on his face.
"Yes" I slowly answer unsure of whether or not that was the only question he had, and then he breaks out in a huge grin and teleports into the room running straight for the ice cream. He quickly and very ungracefully digs into the sundae.
"This is so good" he moans through a mouth full of ice cream. I grab my own sundae and snuggle into his arms as we complete the episode. By the end of the season we are done with the sundaes and have moved on to the champagne.
As the credits begin to roll Ethan grabs my flute and sets it down beside the bucket of ice. He then starts to leave a trail of fire down my neck with his mouth. His lips never make contact but his breath causes a pool to form in my pants. His hands grip my hips and squeeze them for a few minutes before releasing the pressure and running his hands up the sides of my body, his fingers carefully pulling my shirt over my head.
His hands make quick work of my bra and soon my nipples are being rolled between his index finger and his thumb as he peppers kisses up and down my neck. He continues this slow torture for a few minutes before sliding his left hand down my body. His fingers slip past the waistband of my jeans and into my panties. His fingers circle around the edges of my heat before he finally gives in and slides his index finger and his thumb into me.
The suddenness of it all causes a loud moan to erupt out of me. The pleasure starts building up as his fingers plunge into me repeatedly. Then as if propelled by an invisible force Ethan turns me around to face him and kisses me roughly on the mouth before embarking on another journey to my heat, he pays special attention to my nipples which rips another moan out of me. His hot breath fans against my breasts as his tongue goes to work on my nipples, swirling around them as he sucked on it.
The pleasure and tension in my core continue to build as he resumes his journey to the center of chez moi. He finally gets down there and starts licking my clit very rhythmically and so in tune with the three fingers he has inside me.
"Oh fuuuuck!!" I scream out in pleasure as his tongue does wonders below deck. I grab onto his head and try to force it all the way into my vagina, anything to finally reach that sexual nirvana. Just as I'm about to reach my climax he suddenly withdraws.
"What the actual fuck!!" I scream out in anger "what the fuck are you doing leaving me with all this pent up sexual energy??" I scream as my annoyance with his strange behavior grows. But he stays quiet as he hovers above my body, his eyes staring into mine but his face void of any emotion. The throbbing of my vagina brings me back to reality and also has me closing my legs to try and relieve some of the pressure, but the 6ft 2" giant in between my legs poses a problem to my temporary solution so I try to rub myself off with my hands but he grabs them and pins them high above my head. As the tension between my legs grows I try my best to rub my body against his legs but my efforts remain futile so I do the unthinkable. I beg
"Please fuck me" I say in a small voice but the smile on his face clearly means he heard it
"I thought you'd never ask" and then he takes his cock out of his trousers and positions it at my entrance
"I love you Kat" he says in a husky voice before pushing himself roughly into my already wet pussy. His dick glides in with no effort and then he picks up the pace. His body smashing so deeply into me as the sounds of our flesh slapping together and our moans reach a deafening peak. I feel my orgasm coming closer and closer and by his suddenly increased pace I can tell his orgasm is also very close. With one final thrust he empties his hot load into me as my pussy erupts in showers as my orgasm rushes through my body.
My eyes close momentarily as the release sweeps through me, loosening the knots of stress I had, my legs shaking violently render me paralyzed for a second as I'm crushed under his body weight.
"I love you K" he mutters as he sleeps off causing my heart to skip a beat and a rush of emotions in my head.
"I love you too Ethan" I reply quietly as he sleeps off
Ethan's pov
"no please no"i scream out but the flames come for me anyway
"NO!!!!!"
I wake up with a start as I try to regulate the heaving breaths coming out of me. I roll over to find the other side of the bed empty.
Where'd she go now??
I swing my legs off the bed and walk out to the terrace to get some fresh air. After a few minutes of me calming down I walk back inside to find the room a mess from our earlier activities so I grab the bucket and the flutes and put them back on the cart. I approach the door to push it out to the hallway and instead see a bellhop standing there
"Let me get that sir" he says enthusiastically and reaches for the handle of the cart. I let go and he takes it from me.
"Um, sir the hotel has a strict no nudity policy so I recommend putting on some pants" he says with his eyes glue on the ceiling
Nudity??
I look down to find that I am indeed stark naked
"I'm so sorry about that" I say apologetically and move to close the door but get stopped by the bellhop holding out a piece of paper
"Sir we were told that you and your wife would be checking out tomorrow morning so here's the bill which also covers the two ice cream sundaes with extra sprinkles and a bottle of Dom perignon" he says in a rush.
"Ok thanks?" I say, a bit confused and shut the door. I sit around for some time, After putting on some sweatpants of course
And wait for Kat but after an hour I decide to pay a visit to a very talented person who may have answers to the reason I now have a tattoo of an arrow through a heart on my arms.
Or maybe the reason why above the clouds in my Zeus and hephaestus tattoo is a lyre made out of arrows.