Chapter Fourteen—Katie

We were in the hotel room. I’d had a little too much wine, and Pete, well, he had a smirk, as if everything was going according to his plan. The man whom I’d hardly seen for days since we kissed invited me out and not only that, but he booked a hotel room, too. Even if I did give him an open invitation to do it.

“Is this the reason you invited me to go out for the day?” I asked as he drew nearer.

He shook his head. “I had no intention of bringing you here. This is just a bonus.”

It was as if he read my mind—one second telling me to run and escape, and the next wanting him to touch me.

He didn’t wait for me to say anything as he leaned in and kissed my neck. I was standing by the door, taken back by his spontaneity, but the memories of Ben came to my mind. I remembered wondering if I smelled or if Ben thought I was ugly or if there was something wrong with me that he didn’t want to touch me anymore. I was no longer pretty or attractive to him. Everything about this moment felt right as Pete slipped his hand under the back of my shirt and palmed my ass.

I clenched my thighs, as all my insecurities about being with Ben flashed through my mind. My legs started to tremble as Pete’s hand slipped between my thighs and stroked my wetness from my lips up to my butt.

“Ah,” I purred.

“You like it like that…” he growled as he massaged me. It was then that he decided to go for the kill and slipped two fingers inside of me.

“You’re so fucking wet!” His voice was low and gravely.

He could have been speaking Japanese for all I cared, his tone and touch were sending me to overtime.

“You’re sexy. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

A tear escaped my eye as I remembered how Ben made me feel insecure about my body, my voice, even my damn hair. Pete was loving every inch of me, stroking, kissing, and biting my neck. He was ten times hotter than Ben, yet he was here, making me feel like a woman. Not just any woman, but a sexy, hot woman.

His fingers slid in and out of me, and then he broke away. As if he couldn’t wait to get inside me, he ripped open my shirt. His movements were skilfull and quick as he expertly removed my bra and panties in record time, my warm body against the cold wooden door.

He slid a hand between my breast. “You ever been fucked against the door?”

“No,” I quivered.

“What do you like?”

I was trying to control all my emotions, but I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t focus as he pinched my nipple and started to suck on it. Then he bit it and I cried out. He laughed as he swirled his tongue around it.

It was then that I noticed I was the only one naked in the room. He was still fully dressed, and I started to panic. “Are you going to leave?”

“No.” He pulled away from my nipple. “What’s wrong? Is this going too fast for you?”

I sounded like a stupid, insecure virgin, ready to give up at any moment as soon as the heat got too much.

“I’m not used to all this. I’m used to being the one who always wants it, and then feeling like some sex-craved monster as a result of it.”

He laughed. “You’re not acting like a sex-craved monster.”

“No, but it has been a while. I’m thinking I need to prepare. You’re a god of a man, and I’m…” I couldn’t find the words to express how I felt about myself.

“A beautiful, sexy, intelligent woman who has been taking advantage of. And there’s nothing for you to freshen up. Both our mouths are full of garlic and wine, thanks to my favorite restaurant. I thought maybe you wanted a break, and I couldn’t stay in this room and not take you. I thought maybe it was time for us to leave.”

“I’m fine, Pete, please stop treating me like that…”

He raised a finger to my lips.

“We are both are attracted to each other. There’s no denying that.”

I shrugged. “You got me there. There’s no denying… So if you want we can forget we had a little break and continue where we left off.”

He smiled as he tilted his head to the side, and I decided to help unfasten his belt.

“Open your legs wider,” he commanded.

I did as he asked as he drew one arm around my waist, and his belt released, but not his pants. Then he spun me around and hitched my ass toward him and forced my breasts against the cold wooden door. He slid a hand between my breast and the door and pinched my nipple.

The door was so cold compared to the heat that was rising in my body—I was melting wet between my legs and his hot breath on the side of my neck was driving me insane.

Somewhere in the midst of things, he must have released himself, and I could feel his fat cock teasing the opening of my pussy.

“You want it inside?”

“Yes!” I rasped without hesitation.

“Good girl. This is just a teaser. I’m so fucking hard right now, and you’re so damn wet.”

He pulled back, no doubt to get a rubber.

“I’m on the pill,” I lied, thinking I didn’t want this moment to end. I was on the pill, but I stopped taking it the moment I came to live with them. I wanted to feel him inside of me, all of him. I’ll go to the pharmacy tomorrow to get the morning- after pill. Now, all I wanted to do was enjoy hot, uncontrollable sex. I didn’t want anything more than the liberty and the freedom it brought when I used to have such things with Ben. We stopped the moment we came to the city—little did I know he was too busy having sex with everyone in this city, except for me.

“Good.”

Then, without warning, he dipped gently inside of me, my face bounced on the door. Our bodies were rocking as he put more of his cock inside of me.

“Fuck, this feels so good.”

I pushed my hand on to the door as he thrust deeper inside of me and I felt whole. It was as if the lust and desire had overtaken my body as each stroke coaxed my body to wrap around him like a glove.

“You want my cum to fill your body with my big fat cock!”

Shit, I loved hearing him talk dirty. I was doing that to him. He moaned as I pushed back against him, wanting to take him in deeper.

All those lonely nights thinking I wasn’t desirable, thinking no man would want me… Now I had a hot-blooded, six foot giant and a cock to match his frame, thrusting inside of me, as if there was no tomorrow, not on the bed. Shit, we were against the door because he couldn’t wait to take me.

“Can you feel that?” he growled as he took me in deeper.

“Arg, yes!” I screamed.

The only sounds in the hotel room were our wet bodies slamming against each other, echoing all around us. He slammed into me harder as I used my hands to push my body against his. My eyes naturally closed as I lost myself in the pleasure, but as he started moving faster, I knew he was on edge, just like me.

He held on to my hips as he gave one last deep thrust, and I could as he spurted hot cum into me.

He slowed his pace before eventually pulling out of me. He scooped me in his arms, as I found myself speechless. It was then I noticed his pants were at the bottom of his feet. He lifted one leg up, and slid his pants off.

“I’m exhausted.” I sighed as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Lie down, and I’ll clean you up.”

I shook my head. “No. I can do that myself.”

“Have you never had a man take care of you?”

I hesitated before I replied, “No.”

I felt embarrassed to confess it. I’d only been with one man and look how that turned out. The idea of him wanting to look after me just felt too unreal.

“We can have a bath if you’re up for it?”

“I should be getting to the twins. I mean, I’m supposed to be…”

As he gently laid me on the large king-sized bed. It was the first time I took in my surroundings, realizing that this room was a full-suite, not just a bedroom.

“Taking the day off, remember? Stop panicking. Rick said you could have it, and it’s all fine.”

He was stripping and I was taking in his frame as he did it, biting my lips and trying to hide my emotions when I saw his big, fat cock, which was now slowly rising to the occasion again.

He smiled. “You like what you see?”

I nodded.

“Good, I’ll run a bath, you lay there. I’ll make it perfect for the lady you are. Later, we can order some room service, and we’ll spend the night here.”

“All night?”

“Just the two of us.”

He didn’t wait for my approval, he knew I was happy about what he had in mind for the both of us. I just had to remember to get to the pharmacy tomorrow; but for now, I would spend my time with the hot-blooded lover and whatever he had in store for me. I could get used to this type of treatment. I could get used to it one hundred percent.