She emerged from the bathroom in a black low cut short dress wearing a fruity fragrance that was unusually strong. I didn't notice before but she had a fading pink hair dye over her original blonde hair. She had a narrow waist and the dress was perfect enough to tempt any man into her charm.
"Do you like what you see?"
"Yesssss!" (stretching out my reply)
"So, where are you taking me t'night?" (she asks in a seductive voice)
"That's a surprise!" (replied with a macho but was baffled inside)
I immediately forgot about the unusual gunpowder smell that was almost clouding the region where I was sitting on the double bed with my hands stretched out behind me for support. She grabbed her pack of Newport, slipped her feet into stilettos, and gave me a pretty smirk.
"Liking my bed huh?" (she asks rhetorically)
"I do, actually."
I stand up and we walk out of her hotel room into the corridor leading to the elevator. We stood up silently in the descending elevator until we landed on the basement car park. The whole time I was thinking about cracking a joke, but my silly mind blanked out and left me helpless at the most crucial moment. I've never cursed my mind like this ever before. With my brain bailing out on me, all I did was use my peripherals to admire her from the left side the entire time.
"We're here!" (she broke the silence wailing in the elevator)
"Finally!" (muffled excitement)
We walked side by side to my car which was now parked alone. Reaching my car, I pulled open the door for the lady. My car was missing out on the fancy electronics except for the air conditioning. I swiftly hop in the car from the other side, and stick in my keys.
*engine cranks and car comes into life*
A question popped in my head while against the steering wheel.
"SHIT!?! Where am I taking her?"
For a moment there, I turned my head and found her looking dead at me. We made eye contact, and felt the heat coming up. I briefly looked down at her neck and up again while her eyes didn't budge. We felt the spark and moved closer until our lips felt against each other. Eyes closed, sharing a kiss, we didn't stop until we both paused momentarily into another kiss. This time the kiss was more intensified, and I pulled her over me. She climbed on top of me rapidly without breaking our kiss and did the french tongue thing on me.
"You sure about this?" (I asked rhetorically)
"More than anything!"
Upon her reply, I reached my hands up around her neck into a gentle grip and continued kissing her soft lips until we could feel the heat accumulating in the cabin. She rested her hands on my pecs.
"Not here." (She breaks the kiss)
"What?"
"In my room!" (Biting her lips)
I pulled out the car keys immediately, and we rushed back to the elevator holding hands. We kissed in the elevator taking support on the corner while holding up her right leg.
She quickly opens the door with her key card, and we jolt in together rapidly. She removes my jacket pressing her body against my chest and throws it over while I pin her down on the door in a kiss.
I moved my hands up to her breast and squeezed them hardly. She didn't resist and groaned in surrender.
"Ah!"
She wraps her hands around my back. Breaking my kiss, I lifted her up strongly from the ground and threw her on the bed. Then I stripped off my clothes and pulled off her dress too and felt each other's bodies against.
Further into our foreplay, she was moaning audibly and I was thrusting my junk into her.
"YES. YES. YES." (she moans on my face)
We had fun the entire night switching between positions and dominance. She rode me wild like a real country gurl shoulda. She took me to a great orgasm and I gave her oral after that. I am a gentleman, and I always reciprocate the orgasmic pleasure. Took me a while -Yodeling in her valley- until I could feel her squirt on my face.
It was a home-run. I moved myself up to kiss her shortly and laid down my exhausted worked up body besides her while she wrapped herself in the white sheets. I light a smoke. She pulled out a Newport and pointed her cigarette on me, gesturing to light it too.
*puff puff*
"Ain't nuthing but a good smoke after sex." I asked making eye contact.
"Do you think I'm purdy?", she asked, exhaling menthol smoke.
"Ur cute!", I replied, turning my head to her lying next to me.
We talked as the night grew deep and didn't remember when I passed out.
I opened my eyes and I could see the sunshine peeking through the window. I looked over to my left and saw her sleeping on her back. I gently run my fingers down her back carefully not to wake her up.
"Man, she's the most beautiful woman in the world. But, I can't stay.", I tell myself.
I get off the bed real carefully without making any startling motion and slip on my clothes. The hotel room was pretty scattered up with her stuff running all over. Her pack of Newport was sitting on the bedside drawer and the ash-tray was stuffed with cigarette butts. The smell of gunpowder was now suppressed by the swarming smokey cigarette fragrance and her fruity french perfumè.
Her butt was exposed outside the sheet so I pulled the sheet over her and dropped a gentle kiss on her right cheek with good intentions not to see her again. Amidst all that fun I forgot to present her the rose I brought last night.
I left the rose on the bedside drawer with a note.
"I had fun last night, and my my, you put up a good fight, almost on par with my wildness. Sorry I had to leave you sleeping on the bed.
Talk soon oki?
Xoxo"
And just like that I tip-toed my way out her hotel room. Though I don't plan on seeing her again but all the time I was thinking about our sexual experience in the elevator until I turned back to style my messy hair on the mirror and found her lipstick marks on my cheek and neck. I took out my handkerchief from the pocket to wipe it off but stopped and thought about it for a moment there.
"Nah, stay there bad boys, I'll wash you punks out when I get home.", forming a smirk.
I drove back home very fast. I never drive slow. I was always the reckless person and loved to drive fast on the road plus my car was also something that asked me to give her the juice everytime I set my foot on the gas. On my way back, I played Casual Sex by My Darkest Days on the stereo real loud. I was always proud of my music playlists, in fact I took pride in my music taste. I had a song for each emotion and occasion and this song was perfectly embodying the feeling of getting laid last night.