Moonlit Encounter

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Moonlit Encounter


He leads me to the elevator, hand on the small of my back. The doors open, we enter followed by another couple. They push 12. Dominic pushes the button for the 16th floor and steps backwards to stand next to me at the rear of the small space. He takes my hand, my palms sweating from nervousness. I can feel the knot in my stomach tighten.

“It’ll be alright, love,” he whispers in my ear. His warm breath on my skin gives me goose bumps.

The car stops on the 7th floor and more people get on, crowding the space and pushing Dominic towards me. He leans closer, resting his hand on my hip. I hold on the rail behind him. He smells clean, fresh—like soap and greenery. I smile nervously. He grins back, blue eyes twinkling. Something about that look calms me.

The elevator pauses to let passengers off. Dominic’s hand moves to untuck my blouse and touch the skin of my back. My breath catches in my throat. The other couple departs on the 12th floor leaving the two of us alone. Dominic stands in front of me, still touching my back. His other arm grips the handrail behind me. His lips meet mine in a light reassuring kiss. My face reddens. He touches my cheek.

“Darling, you’re so warm!”

“Yeah, I know. First kisses make me nervous, I’ll be fine.”

He kisses me again, soft lips amidst prickly stubble. The doors open at the 16th floor.

“Um, isn’t this us?” I ask

“Oh, right,” he mumbles and we step out into the hallway. We reach his room. He slips the key in and opens the door, leading me again with a hand on my back.

The door clicks shut. Moonlight from the open window shades gives enough illumination to navigate around the furniture in the large suite. I make my way to the window and look out at the citNighNightscapes in a city are always so beautiful. I spread my hands on the glass and look down at the people still walking about on the street. I hear the pop of a cork and liquid pouring into glasses. Dominic offers me a glass of wine. I take a bigger sip than I mean to, coughing. We laugh together and take another drink.

“Look at this!” I turn back to the window. “Isn’t it amazing?” He stands behind me, resting his chin on my shoulder, arm circling my waist.

“Um-hmm,” his lips find my neck. I take another drink. His stubble tickles the sensitive area bd myd my ear. My stomach tightens and feels warm. I tilt my head to give him easier access. Dominic sets his glass down on a nearby table and draws his now-free hand up my cheek. I turn my head and take a long finger into my mouth. Tongue teasing, lips lightly pressing, and finally sucking it into my mouth, Dominic moans in approval on my neck. My scalp tingles. He traces the shape of my mouth with his moistened finger. He removes my wineglass from my grasp and turns me around to face him. I touch his face, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight. I pull him to me and kiss him, tasting the wine on his lips. I slip my tongue into his mouth. He responds, grabbing the back of my neck and holding my tightly to him. The knot in my stomach dissipates. My hand trails down his cheek, a finger lingers at the corner of his mouth. Dominic darts his tongue out to lick it. My other hand moves through his hair, frozen in its tousled state.

I move to kiss his neck and become enveloped in his scent. He continues to lick and suck at my finger and I lightly bite at his neck. He guides me back to his mouth, abandoning my finger. His jaw moves slowly, tongue circling, taking his time exploring my mouth. He begins to move towards the bed, taking small steps forward as I carefully step backward, finally feeling the edge of the bed with the backs of my legs. His hand moves up under my blouse and unhooks my bra, caressing my back. My hands move over his chest and find the buttons of his shirt. I break the kiss; he licks his lips and smiles.

We each work at each others shirts, freeing ourselves of our clothes. He kisses me again as he slips my bra straps over my shoulders and down my arms, the confining garment dropping to the floor. He nudges my head up, kissing at the underside of my chin, hands running up my sides and cupping my breasts. His tongue makes a path to a hardened nipple. I bite my lip and hold his head in place. His flicking tongue makes me whimper. My knees wobble a little. I sit down on the bed, eye level with Dominic’s belt. I can’t help but notice the ridge just below. My fingers are drawn to the metal buckle and quickly unfasten it. I slide his pants over his hips to be greeted by his growing erection

I take his cock in my mouth and circle the tip with my tongue, tasting the salty fluid seeping out. I suck on the spongy tip and flick my tongue against it. Dominic’s hand massages the back of my head and makes a fist in my hair. The tension makes me tingle. I take more of him in my mouth, sucking as I pull back. I feel him getting harder in my mouth. Dominic inhales sharply as I run my teeth over the tip. I take him into my mouth again, continuing the suction and moan against him. He pulls on my hair again. I swirl my tongue along the underside of his cock, cupping his balls in my hand.

“Wait, darling…my turn,” he says breathlessly.

Dominic eases me back onto the bed and climbs on top of me, lowering to my mouth. He kisses me deep and hard. I wrap my arms around him and drag my fingers down the smooth skin of his back. My body writhes under him. He draws his leg up between my legs. He bites my lip hard while gently stroking my hair. The conflicting sensations send a wave of heat between my legs. I grind my hips against his thigh. He inches down my body. Dominic pinches my nipples causing my body to arch. He licks at a nipple and blows cold air over it. My hips push against him involuntarily. He trails kisses down my stomach. His stubble tickles and I bite my lip to keep from giggling.

Dominic’s fingers find the zipper of my skirt. He unfastens it and effortlessly removes it. I lift my hips to help him slip my panties off. He rubs his hands over my thighs and slowly spreads them open. He slides a finger inside me and rubs my swollen clit with his thumb. He kisses and bites along my inner thigh. I make fists in the pillow. I feel his fingers withdraw and his tongue takes over.

He slowly laps at my most sensitive area, teasing with the tip of his tongue. I run my hands over my body, pinching my nipples to increase the stimulation. The feeling of his tongue and fingers inside me makes me go almost deaf with arousal. He moans against my skin. Dominic’s hands grip my thighs at my hips, pulling my tightly to him. I reach down and stroke his hair, resting my hand on his. He grips my fingers in his, not stopping his agile tongue. His speed and pressure increase and I moan loudly. My “oh Dom” hangs in the air. With every wriggle of my body, his fingers dig into my leg, steadying me. I arch my back as my orgasm blossoms from between my legs and spreads through my body.

“Wait,” I pant, “Stop.” I gently push his head away.

“What’s wrong love?” he frowns.

“Too much…give me a minute”

He crawls back up over my body like a cat with a fantastic smile on his face. He bends down to kiss me. I smell the musky scent of sex and taste my own lubrication on his lips. Dominic brushes my hair from my sweaty brow and gently kisses me there. He looks at me; the sparkle of his eyes is hypnotizing.

He pushes inside me. A gasp escapes my lips. He begins a slow pace, smooth and steady. I tighten my muscles around him, working my own rhythm. Our moans are harmonious. My eyes roll in my head and I wrap my legs around his. His movements quicken a little. He kisses me hard and fevered, tongue darting into my mouth. We just breathe into each others mouths, panting, lips nearly touching. I manage to kiss him lightly, motor functions impaired by my impending orgasm. I run my hands over his damp back digging my fingernails into his skin.

Dominic withdraws and urges me to turn over. I get up on my knees. I place my hands on the wall above the headboard, arching my back and pushing my hips towards Dominic. He slides easily inside me again and continues at his quickened pace. He wraps his arm around my stomach, holding me to him, his balls pounding against my clit. He reaches his other arm up and covers my hand on the wall with is. My throat is dry, I try to swallow. Dominic places his other hand over mine. The weight of his body pushes my face and chest against the wall. The smooth plaster feels cool on my hot skin. I try to moan through closed lips for the sake on his neighbors. Dominic’s teeth sink into my shoulder and my orgasm hits. My legs shake as he spasms inside me, overcome with pleasure.

Dominic licks the back of my neck. He collapses on the bed. Without his body holding my up, I slide down to the bed as well. Dominic pulls me to him and we kiss, slowly and tenderly. Our tongues intertwine, dancing leisurely.

“That was hot!” I jump. The voice comes from across the room. Footsteps come closer to the bed. The silhouette of a man’s body approaches. His skin is luminous in the moonlight. He is a beautiful man.

“This is my mate, Orlando,” Dominic says, sounding slightly annoyed.

“I didn’t mean to watch, but I couldn’t help myself. It looked amazing!”

“Um, yeah it was. Igottago.” I begin to gather my clothes. “Shit, where’s my bra?”

“I’m sorry, sweetie. This must be strange. I’ll go.” Orlando apologizes. “Nice to meet you.” He vanishes into another room in the suite.

Dominic picks up my bra amidst his discarded clothes and brings it to me. “Sorry about that, love. He likes to watch sometimes.” He touches my cheek. “Stay.”

“No, I really need to go.” Dominic pouts. “And it’s not because of that. I just… I can’t stay.”

“Come back? Please?” he pleads. I walk to the door.

“Absolutely!” I kiss him lightly on the lips and squint into the hallway.