The door to X's room is flung open by our bodies, his lips take mine with desire... I try to remember when we started kissing... maybe while waiting for the elevator, no, he was just talking about trivial things in Switzerland while I nodded absentmindedly... in the elevator, no, he just touched my lower back, sliding lightly, making me blush... after the elevator... Yes, he pushed me against the wall, and I couldn't resist... His hands touch my dress, undressing my shoulders, while caressing them gently. I take off his suit and throw it on the floor. He turns me around and explores my back, looking for the zipper of my dress, letting it slide down my almost-naked body. X carries me into the room, gently placing me on his bed, admiring every inch.
"Room service," a female voice warns, lightly knocking on the door.
He presses his lips against mine and then backs away, putting his index finger on my mouth, asking for silence. I smile and fall onto the bed, while he adjusts his belt and goes towards the door, where the maid awaits him. Probably with the coffee he ordered, which I don't need anymore since I'm so awake. I hear X saying something to the woman, but it's not about the coffee... he seems surprised and asks her to leave. The feminine voice, I recognize that voice... I wrap myself in the sheet and approach the wall slowly to listen better.
"Filomena, you're drunk; it's better if you leave," X asks.
"I'm not drunk. I just came to give you a surprise," Filó replies. I try to see through the gap in the door and am surprised by what I see: My friend is completely naked and her black coat is on the floor near my dress. She picks it up from the floor and looks at X. "But it seems you already have company..."
"Yes, I do. And I think it's better if you go home," X says, seriously.
"Who is it? Your wife? A prostitute?" Filó asks, curious. "How about I come in and find out who the owner of the dress is?"
"Filomena," X says, holding her arm. "It's better if you go... I don't want to have to call the hotel security. Go now, and I'll forget what you did here, and I won't tell anything to Dália."
"Tell Dália? I don't care what Dália will think about this," Filomena retorts, touching X's chest. "But I'll go, not because of Dália, but because I want to go and let you have fun. You deserve it, of course, it would be much better with me."
"Goodnight, Filomena," X says.
I run to the bed and lie down, nervous. What was that? Did she see us? I try to remember all her spicy stories, but in none of them, she had to resort to this kind of thing, coming naked to her suitor's room... unless she already has intimacy with X... Did they...? I hear the door closing, and then X appears, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing his body on mine.
"Who was it?" I ask while caressing X's hair.
"A guest who got the wrong room," X lies, kissing my lips once again.
"No, it wasn't," I say, pushing X away.
"Alright. It was Filomena," X confesses. "She comes here at least twice a week, trying to persuade me to sleep with her."
"And you...?" I ask, sitting on the bed with my arms crossed.
"Me? No, I didn't sleep with her, if that's what you're trying to ask. Dália, I desire you. Only you," X replies.
"I need to go," I say, getting up from the bed.
"Okay," X says, sitting on the bed. "If that's what you want..."
I walk towards another room and get my dress, irritated. Damn, why did she have to show up? Then I turn around and find X standing. He pulls me towards him, holds my nape, tugs my hair, and takes my lips.
"Only you..." X whispers, lifting me against his body. I wrap my legs around his hips, and he leads us back to his room.
He lies on top of me, kissing my neck, and my shoulders, descending, taking off my bra, touching them gently, while my body reacts to his touch... His hand moves down my belly, finding my panties. He smiles and then slides down, kissing my belly; I know where he's going, which makes me more anxious. He continues kissing around the edge of my panties while slowly taking them off... The touch of his lips on my groin makes me widen my eyes quickly... He delicately bites and blows; I feel a mixture of sensations... then he slips between my legs, finding me wet, hot, and longing for his touch, which doesn't take long to happen. I grip the sheet between my hands while X explores my sex... I want to scream until I'm hoarse... He rubs harder and harder; I feel his finger inside me... his mouth... My body stiffens... I'm close... he knows it and rubs even more... I can't hold on... I can't take it anymore... Let go, Dália.
"X!!!!!!" I scream, holding his head against my body.
Spasms run through my entire body while X continues to pleasure me without any hesitation.
"Delicious... as always, Sweet," X compliments, getting up and throwing his body against mine.
In one swift motion, he penetrates me, eliciting another low moan from me. Our rhythm is slow; his hands slide along my arms until they find mine, then he raises them above my head, thrusting with more force. This is the X I know. I arch my body to touch his... X forces my hips against him, increasing the pace... Then his hands move down to my back, pulling me off the bed. He turns me around and guides me towards the bedframe, where I hold onto my knees while X kisses me... starting from the nape of my neck... sucking on my neck... moving down my back, and finally biting my buttocks. Then he penetrates me again, biting my earlobe.
"You said you wouldn't bite..." I whisper as I pass my arm around his neck.
"Only when I know you want it," he replies, caressing my breasts with his hands.
His hands slide down to my hips, and then he continues with a frenetic rhythm. My body collides with the moving bed. X moans loudly, with one hand, he holds my hair, pulling my head, and with the other, he spanks my buttocks, making me moan. The sweat from our bodies mixes... my legs tremble... I feel my skin burning... X holds my head while he takes my lips with desire; his breath betrays him, he's close... just like me. Then I feel him inside me stiffen; he thrusts with more force, forcing me to cry out... One more time... one more time... His body trembles... His hand holds onto the bedframe while his head rests on my shoulder... Then he slides one of his hands between my legs, caressing... gradually, I surrender... I moan... I sigh... I writhe until I can't take it anymore, and then I collapse with him on the bed.
I rest my head on his chest while X caresses my shoulder. His eyes are closed, his heart is racing, and his breathing is heavy... I gently stroke his chest, feeling his hair... then I close my eyes... at that moment, I feel like nothing can touch us... we are in our own private universe... where I could live forever... Then I widen my eyes: What am I thinking? I have a family, and so does he. I quickly lift my body, causing X to open his eyes, curious.
"What's wrong?" he asks, surprised.
"Well, you got what you wanted, now you can go back to Switzerland, where you belong," I reply, adjusting my hair. I look at him and remain serious.
"What? Do you think I came all the way here just to sleep with you?" X questions.
"Wasn't that the goal when you went to Africa?" I retort, looking for my dress.
"Dália, I was wrong with you. And only then did I understand the great harm I did to myself. And I want to change that, but I depend on you. Let me show you it can be different... Stay with me tonight, and if you stay, you'll see that everything will be different. Just come back to bed and stay with me tonight," X pleads.
"And then? How will it be?" I ask, arms crossed.
"Dália, believe me, if you stay tonight, you won't regret it," X assures.