Part Five

She stumbled into the suite and looked around wide-eyed. Nervously she pushed at the strap of her dress when she saw the see-through white drapes.

“Relax. They can’t see us.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her shoulder softly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah. Here…check it out yourself.” He led her over to the drapes and she looked through the small crack herself.

“What do you see on the other side?” his hot breath on her skin sent shivers down her spin.

“Only shadows.” She whispered and closed her eyes when his clever fingers slowly lowered the zipper on the back of her dress.

“See…we are all safe here.” He gently pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders and waited. She swallowed hard and turned around to face him. Her arms were crossed in front of her body and prevented the dress from falling to the floor.

He tilted his head lightly and looked at her expectant. He could see her inner battle. She sure wasn’t used to doing it in public, but he needed the extra excitement tonight. That's why he was here and not at home. That’s why he met her and not his wife. It was like a rush.

“Some more champagne?” he asked suddenly and moved over to the couch table.

“Yes, please.”

On shaky legs, she followed him over to the couch. He handed her a cold glass of the sparkling golden liquid and watched with lustful eyes when one side of her dress slipped down a little further when she took the glass from him.

She drowned the champagne in one big gulp and set the glass on the table. He had a smug smile on his face when she made him sit down on the couch and slowly let the black dress fall to the floor.

His eyes travelled with hunger over her beautiful body. Her creamy skin seemed even paler in contrast to the black lacy bra she was wearing. The only item left on her.

Her long legs were endless, the nearly see-through black lace hugged her full breasts lovingly and her trimmed curls were drawing him in like a magnet. He licked his lips. He couldn’t wait to get his hands on her.

She locked eyes with him and reached for the front claps of her bra.

“No, please…let me.” He jumped back to his feet and moved close to her. Her breathing sped up when he put his hands on her breast. Her legs trembled when he squeezed her gently.

“Turn around. Lean on me. Let me support you.” His voice was thick with lust while giving her orders.

She obeyed on shaky legs and rested her back against his warm hard chest. Richie groaned low in his throat and his hands wandered down to her hips. He held her in place while pressing his hard one against her naked well-toned ass, before moving her backwards to the couch.

He sank down on the soft cushion and pulled her down on his lap. He opened the claps of her bra and teased her sexy pink nipples after she was spread out on him completely.

Her head rested on his right shoulder, her legs were parted lightly letting him see her most intimate flesh in the mirror on the wall and this gorgeous breasts were just inches away from his hands and mouth. The position was perfect…for now.