Chapter 74: An Expected Encounter

She paused before using the card key to open the door.

And there he was.

Her heart began to race as she saw him from across the room. A magnetic force drew her to him as she made her way towards the footboard of the bed, facing him.

Their eyes met, a rush of emotions flooded through her. He was naked, sitting up and back against the headboard of the bed, spread out in his magnificence, waiting for her. He held her spellbound with his eyes and charm.

The air around her seemed to thin, leaving her light-headed and breathless. A sudden awareness of her own senses intensified, causing her heart to beat faster, as if trying to synchronize with the rhythm of her racing thoughts.

The way he made her feel the other day flooded through her body.

"I knew you would come," he said.

"I can't…couldn't stay away," she said softly.

Her palms became clammy, and an inexplicable nervousness engulfed her, threatening to consume her composure.

She felt a strange urge to fix her appearance, brushing her hair back in an attempt to appear unaffected, all the while knowing that her attempts were futile.

His presence had cast an enchanting spell upon her, rendering her vulnerable and powerless.

"Take your clothes off," he commanded.

She stepped out of her shoes, releasing her purse from her grip. With their eyes still locked, she slowly took her clothes and underwear off. She stood naked before him, and he drank her in with his eyes. She was so beautiful to behold.

"Come here," he drawled.

As if in slow motion, she climbed on the bed and moved slowly towards him, on all fours.

He had waited too long for this. He was mesmerized by her movements. He could feel his heart beat a little faster as she moved into his embrace. His lips met hers immediately she came to him kneeling in front of his hard body.

She gave a sigh of relief as he kissed her welcoming mouth. She wrapped her hands around his head and pressed herself closer to him.

He grabbed her arse with one hand while the other hand was on her back, pulling her closer.

They grabbed each other passionately like they wanted to be welded together. He thrust his tongue deeper into her mouth as he kissed her deeply, hungry for her with each passing second.

He glided the hand he had on her arse upwards to her breasts and kneaded it. She gave a soft moan in his mouth and he loved it. He rubbed her nipple between his thumb and finger, and she moaned again.

He proceeded to glide his hand down to her legs and made to part them slightly. He needed access to her secret place.

His hand slipped through and touched her where he knew she needed him the most.

She attempted to break the kiss to moan louder, but he wouldn't let her. He wanted to continue feeling the resonance of her moans in his mouth.

She placed her hands and each of his shoulders and pulled her head back.

"The things you're doing to me are wonderful…" she whispered.

He smiled and kissed the nape of her neck. He continued stroking her and her hips slowly danced against his hands.

"You make me feel so good," she said.

"You deserve to feel good, you deserve the world," he whispered against her neck.

He stopped and gestured for her to turn around, so she could sit, backing him. He gently shifted her body so that her head can rest on his right shoulder. He held her torso with his right arm and rested his right hand on her breast.

He placed her left leg on his, so her core can be opened for his fingers to play with. So he fondled and played; strumming and stroking. And sing she did.

He played her like a guitar, and she moaned out the most beautiful songs he had ever heard.

The way he touched her drove her senseless. She could feel his hard manhood tugging at her back. She wanted to get acquainted with it and meet her mouth.

The circular movement of her clit ball was edging her to cum. Her breathing and moans changed, and she placed her hands on each of his and followed his movements.

He knew it was time.

He intensified his movements and brought her to a place of bliss. She took his clit hand and pressed it to her other breast as she whimpered and shivered, filling the room with euphoric cries.

He continued caressing her breasts slowly, holding her tightly as she relished her climax.

She felt so good in his arms. This was where she should be, he held her tightly, not wanting to let go. He met with the rise and fall of her chest as her climax was subsided.

"First, you drive me insane with your tongue...and now, with your fingers," she managed to say after a while.

"I have something else that can drive you insane," he said, smiling.