The engines of the parked car came to a screeching stop.
Ahneeka heaved a sigh of relief. It was finally over. Her drive across the rainy road, with her heart in her mind as she prayed fervently for her teary eyes coupled with the blurry windscreen not to land her in trouble.
She stared into space from her rolled down window to confirm if the hotel she had driven into was still open.
The busy lobby that was brimming with busy receptionists suggested the affirmative for her.
She stepped down from her car and went in, not just to crash in from the heavy rainfall, but to collect her brain together from what she had just witnessed and was running from it's emotional toil on her thoughts.
"Room 18 is the last room left, are your still interested ma'am?" The receptionist asked the second time, noticing her wandering mind.
" Yes, I will" she abruptly answered though skeptical why she was told only one room was left when more people were still at the lobby waiting to be lodged.
"I'll take two glasses of tequila and cocktail mixes before going in" she added before walking ahead to the bartender that was standing by the receptionist's side.
" Two tequila and cocktails it is" the man said and served her four glasses before her.
Ahneeka swallowed each one down in a single gulp, hoping to numb her emotions with them not even worried about her lightweight when it came to getting tipsy from alcoholic drinks.
"Two more"
She ordered and the man immediately forwarded two more glasses to her.
Again she gulped it without wasting time.
She wanted to order more but declined doing so noticing how drunk she had become, unlike how she usually was whenever she gulped down four glasses.
Two more added to her normal intake wasn't supposed to make her drink the way she was but she shrugged off the thought and began walking into the room with the key she had been given by the receptionist that lodged her.
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Micheal Emmanuel squirmed and turned left and right as he began to come down with a cold.
He began to regret why he had declined the receptionists offer for an additional heater in the room.
He had been in a haste to get himself drunk and wasted to avoid dwelling on what he had heard from Veronica.
He shifted a bit more to place himself in the middle of the bed to find the hem of the bedsheet to cover himself atleast from the cold but was surprised when his hand touched a very soft and warm body by his side.
He recoiled his hand but extended it once more to confirm if what he had touched before was real or perhaps a figment of his imagination due to his drunkenness.
Ahneeka felt a cold hand touch her the first time but thought she was hallucinating about another person being in the room with her given her drunken state.
Micheal's hand touched her once more and she held in to it tightly. His hand was so cold, the perfect temperature she currently needed to calm down her body that was raging with a high temperature.
Micheal himself could not let her go either. Her body was very warm in contrast to his that was freezing with cold.
She drew closer to him.
Michael froze. His mind raced as he tried to make sense of the warm body beside him. He hadn't booked this room expecting company, especially not tonight he found out about Veronica's betrayal.
He squinted through the dim light to catch a glimpse of the figure but his foggy mind couldn't piece it together.
Ahneeka stirred, her body shifting as she became more aware of the strange presence she was lying close to and how hard he was trying to resist her body's touch.
She turned, her head heavy from the alcohol, and blinked at the shadowy figure next to her.
"Why…?" she mumbled, but the words barely left her lips.
Michael shifted cautiously, "Why what?" His voice came out rough with a mix of confusion.
Ahneeka's heart raced. "I am better than her in every way and every style. There's no position she can offer you that I can't" she stammered.
Her eyes focused on his unclad chest as she ran her fingers on it.
"I haven't showed you that part of me yet because it's just been a week we got married, before this happened. But believe me when I say that I am very wild on bed. Even your prideful 9 inched cock won't be able to satisfy me I must say. Did I say 9? I meant 7. Your cock doesn't pass to be called nine inched" she continued to mumble, thinking she was in the room with her husband, ex, she must say.
Micheal was chuckling all the while the unknown lady was fapping but he couldn't let her last sentence pass without giving a reply.
"And who said my nine inched cock was a facade?" He asked as he slowly got to accept her warm body.
It felt surreal to him as it warmed his body as well, perfect to cool his body down from the cold he had almost being down with.
Ahneeka chuckled.
"You don't have to boast about what I already know of Vee. You that can't even get me wet?" She shot again, in between a voice that reeked of alcohol.
" Do you want me to bend you to check it out?" His voice hanged the question in the air.
She was challenging him. He couldn't tell whom it was and his body's needs didn't even bother to know whom it was.
He wasn't cheating on Veronica. They already ended hours ago. But this unknown stranger was daring him and he just couldn't let her go scot free after all the yapping.
Ahneeka unbuttoned her shirt with no sense of urgency. She had decided to make it long to tease him. He was going to please her and not the other way round.
She had always being the one letting him have her for his own pleasure and orgasm. Now it was the other way round. He was going to work hard to get her wet and to satisfy her at the same time. She had never been done so ever before.
She allowed her breasts to escape from the clothing and pulled it from her shoulders onto her side of the floor. This was her answer. She wanted to find out if he ever could.
Taking that as her answer for it, he put his tongue to work as he trailed along her neck with it.
Ahneeka could feel her body respond to his tongue instantly.
It was as if he could lick her entire pain and worries away from that one spot on her body. Tingles shot all the way down her legs.
Slowly, he slid down her body, his tongue never leaving her skin.
Her nipples were erect, seemingly begging to be taken in his tongue as he flickered his tongue over one, and proceeded to the other, gently nibbling at them.
Raising her leg to his shoulder, his tongue gently ran it's way up and down her leg, and then took her toes one by one into his mouth to suck on them.
Releasing his hold on her leg, he lowered his body to hers.
She immediately reached for his shirt and tore it off without much ado.
Next she reached for his trousers and unzipped it, while reaching her hand into him to examine the size of his cock before pulling his trousers off of him while he did same for hers as well.
For a second, she felt his cock press against her thigh and she tried moving so that it was closer to her clit
His laughter told her he wasn't going to let that happen.
Grabbing her hands, he pushed them over her head and pinned them to the bed with one hand.
Crawling over her, he positioned his cock just inches away from her mouth . Not close enough for her to reach with her tongue but enough to make her try.
A smile crept in his face the moment he began to strum a finger over her pussy lips to realize that she had become wet from his teasing. He and realized what he wanted to achieve.
Her pussy made all manner of noises and the more the queefing sounds came, the more fulfilled he was at how much she so wanted him to be in her.
Ahneeka felt her lips part completely the second he positioned himself in between her and began to press hard against her pussy.
Each time he did, she could feel his cock probing deeper and deeper into her. She loved the feel. The feel of his balls as they slammed against her, the feel of him probing all inches of his cock into her, the feel of his desire to make her reach orgasm.
His cock pounded in and almost out of her with no tenderness nor gentle caressing, but just like she had wanted at that moment. Her insides being rimmed, her insides having a visitor.
She heard him moan.
It was almost like a whimper or stuttering from him but she was sure she heard him do.
She felt so alive hearing a man moan for her sake and not just the whimper audios she always immersed herself with in the past whenever she felt horny.
He gripped her legs and her body responded to him as she arched her body towards him, squeezing his cock tightly, just as she felt that he was about to explode.