Her tits bounced, and her eyes rolled back in her head. It was mere seconds before she was bordering on yet another orgasm.
“Michael!” she screamed. “Oh, Michael!”
I could hear the people in the next room bang on the wall to silence us, but I didn’t care. In my hotel room, nothing mattered but my own release. If little miss blonde wanted to scream her head off, that was what she would do. So long as I got what I needed, my neighboring guests would just have to get over it.
“That’s it, baby,” I said. I rammed my hips forward and groaned. I was so close that I could feel my cock begin to throb.
“Yes!” she screamed and came again, her pussy tightening around my dick.
“Fuck,” I groaned and released myself, hard and fast.
I gripped her hips and hunched slightly forward, letting the waves of pleasure wash through my body. She was panting beneath me, trying to catch her breath. When I pulled out and fell onto the bed beside her, I could see her knees trembling. The sight brought a sly grin to my lips, but it didn’t last long. Once my needs were satisfied, I just wanted to sleep.
“Well,” she said simply, after regaining her breath. “I should get out of here.”
“All right.” I nodded and inwardly praised her for getting the hint. I hated when girls, especially those I picked up in bars, thought that sex meant the beginning of something. Clingy girls annoyed me more than anything else.
“Thanks for tonight,” she said. She pushed herself out of bed and began searching for her clothes. “That was a lot of fun.”
“Thank you.” I grinned. “You were fucking amazing.”
“I try.” She winked and pulled her dress over her head.
“Here.” I grabbed my phone off the bedside table. “I’ll call you an Uber.”
“No need,” she said, shaking her head. “I got it.”
“You’re perfect, you know that?” I asked, laughing softly.
“That’s what all the boys tell me.”
She leaned down and placed a quick kiss on my lips.
“Thanks again,” she said.
“Bye.”
I watched her slip out the door and, with a sigh, I rolled onto my side. This was exactly what I needed when I came to Dallas for the weekend. Drinks with my brother and sex with a hot blonde.
As I drifted off to sleep, I thought coming to Dallas was a great idea.
***
Monday came and went without incident. I went back to work and everything from the weekend was forgotten. The blonde from Friday night slipped my mind completely, and I even forgot about my time with Josh. Once I made it back to Ennis, I threw myself into my work the way I’d done for ten years. My job was my life, and my life was my job. I allowed myself a break from time to time, but I always kept my eye on the prize. I didn’t make my millions by slacking off.
Tuesday morning brought in some executives from one of the largest oil companies in the country that I’d never met before. I’d been in contact with their employees for years, but they’d never taken the time to sit down and speak with me one-on-one.
Until now.
“Good morning,” I said when they walked through the door. I jumped out of my chair and extended my hand. “Thank you for coming.”
“It’s our pleasure,” Timothy Harrington said. He shook my hand and took a seat.
“You must be Jonathan,” I said to the man behind him.
“Nice to meet you, Michael,” Jonathan said.
“You as well,” I said. “Please, have a seat.”