Page 12 of Something Beyond Fame

She strode forward, stilettos clicking against the floor. With every step, her hips rolled, a slow seductive movement showing off her curves as she took us to the elevator. We stepped inside, our first moment alone again, and she leaned across me to select the floor.

When the doors closed, I couldn't help but turn to her. I pushed her against the wall of the elevator and kissed her. I knew we’d have to break the kiss as soon as the elevator doors opened, but at that moment, I just focused on the way her lips felt against mine.

With her pinned against the metal interior of the elevator, I could see us in the reflection and at every angle as my body pressed against hers and her lips found mine with all the want I knew was inside of her, even if she chose to try and resist it. Her chin tilted up, and her hand that was holding mine guided my palm to her ass as she returned my kiss. My entire body tingled as I took a full, firm squeeze of her ass.

I wanted to push her panties to the side and fuck her there and then up against the wall of the elevator. I found my hand straying around to push between her legs and threatened to do just what I was thinking about. Then the ding of the elevator sounded.

It took me a second to release her. But the moment I did, she moved with intent, fumbling for her keycard before leading us to her room.

I followed behind her, recapturing my breath and staring at her ass. My own intent was crystal clear in my movement—to get to her room as quickly as possible.

She let go of my hand while she let us into her room. As soon as the door closed behind us, she turned away from me.

She slowly bent over, fingers on the clip of her stiletto, and she knew exactly what she was doing. Her dress rode up so high that I could see that soft, sexy swell of her ass, and I caught a strong glimpse of the black lace panties that covered her pussy. She removed her left shoe then her right shoe.

I stared as she teased me with her slow undressing. It took everything in me to not let out a gasp. I felt my control leaving my body with every passing moment. I took a step forward and found my hand on her ass once again.

She stayed where she was, feeling my hand against her, bent over she reached back and slowly peeled her dress up, red satin riding up her ass to rest at her hips. Her lacy thong hid very little and her ass cheeks were smooth and creamy.

I thought my mind and body might explode there and then. I’d never met anyone like her.

I’d never wanted anyone sexually in the way I wanted her.

I studied her for a moment.

"Why don't you take your panties off for me?" I whispered, but it came out in a breathy hiss.

She looked at me from over her shoulder, watching me study her as her fingers found the elastic at her hips. She slowly and obediently slid her underwear down, her thighs slightly parted, the fabric gliding over her ass. Then she let go, the black lace dropping to her ankles.

"I could take you right here,” I said. “Touch that beautiful pussy of yours. Would you like that? For me to fuck you bent over right here, right now?”

"Is that what you want?" She swayed her hips softly, such a fucking tease. "Do you want to fuck me from behind like this?"

Her hands grabbed the fabric of her dress and pulled it up and over. She threw the fabric onto the floor and stood before me. Naked. Bent over. Looking over her shoulder at me with bedroom eyes.

"Do whatever you want to me,” she whispered. Her words were like silk.

I felt a rush of pleasure like nothing else run right through me.

I tapped her ass with my palm a few times, watching her body respond to my slaps. I spanked her harder. I enjoyed hearing her moan and watching her her body move under my hand. Her ass colored up beautifully in red hand prints.

Fuck, she was so beautiful.

“I will do exactly as I please with you,” I said, buoyed with confidence.

I spanked her again. Hard. She cried out and moved so she could grip onto the sheets of the bed with her hands.

I spanked her again and enjoyed watching her flesh ripple around my hand.

I could see glimpses of her wanting pussy as she moved. It glistened wet in the light as though begging for me. I couldn’t wait to take her.

I moved my hand to her hips, gently touching her sides before gripping them more firmly. She gasped as my hands roamed her body.

“I’ve wanted to bend you over and fuck you since the first moment I saw you,” I said.

She gasped and buried her face in the bed. Her back arched and her ass rose up to me and welcomed me in.

My fingers ran down the cleft of her ass, softly, gently, teasingly.

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