The rest of the day was spent exploring the town, which held a much more entertaining vibe when I was with him, then it ever did. I showed him places that were special to me and even introduced him to a couple of the people I had known all my life.
They were all friendly but some of them, I could tell, knew exactly who he was and secretly wondered what I was doing out and about with him.
I knew that I would be the talk of the town and my parents would probably know everything that happened by the time I got home but for the first time in my life, I didn’t care.
Even though Anthony and I hadn’t known each other all that long, I was proud to be with him. I was excited at the fact that he wanted to be with me.
Being with Anthony felt different and that day, I realized that I found a strength inside of me that I wasn’t aware I possessed.
It was a feeling that gave me a great sense of power, curiosity, and alluring confidence; not only in myself but in Anthony.
It was this duel confidence that led us back to Anthony’s hotel room later that afternoon.
Walking inside together, there was no secret about what we were there to do but the hotel staff and patrons had practiced their poker faces many times before. Therefore, we were not the least bit ashamed to be walking triumphantly to the elevator together.
However, our attraction to one another could barely contain itself long enough to make it to the hotel room.
After starting to kiss in the elevator and being interrupted by a couple exchanging places with us at our floor, it only took a moment for us to resume the moment the door closed.
Anthony was quick to pull me close to him and press his lips against mine, while his hands scoured my bodice, looking for a piece of clothing to remove.
Excited and tantalized by the taste of him and the ambrosia found in the thought of what we were about to do, I followed suit, starting to unbutton his shirt as he backed me up against the bed.
By the time the back of my legs hit the comforter, I had succeeded in opening Anthony’s shirt and was sliding the fabric down his arms, revealing him in all his taught, nearly-perfect masculinity.
Wearing only jeans, Anthony eased me onto the bed, having undone the clasp on my skirt, causing it to cascade to the floor.
I easily tore my shirt off and tossed it aside, while I watched a fire light eagerly in Anthony’s eyes.
We needed one another. Now.
The entire day of being together had culminated into one intense, passionate moment, which was now becoming physically painful for us both.
Inspired by my bold advancement, Anthony tore off his jeans before grasping ahold of my breasts and teasing them slightly before easing his arms around, to unhook my bra.
Once I was revealed fully to him, Anthony took each of my breasts in his hands and kissed them in a gentle motion that seemed odd with the rough touch of his hands.
The strange sensation caused me to tremble with anticipation. I grasped ahold of his shoulders and spun him around, so that I was able to push him back, onto the bed.
When I straddled him, immediately after he eased himself back onto the comforter, I closed my eyes, feeling his hard, pulsing member shudder against the moist sheath of my womanliness.
His eyebrows raised with intrigue as my hands slid up the dips and valleys of his sinewy torso and rested over his elbows.
The heat that radiated off him was enticing and with every excited pulse, I felt my passionate essence thrusting toward it further.
I closed my eyes and rocked back and forth, grinding myself against him in a manner that put pressure on my clit, making me want to moan in pleasure.
However, I suppressed the moan until I slid myself over him and could no longer contain it.
I watched his muscles flex as his hands grasped my arms in response to filling me and the intensity of my need for him was accentuated.
Anthony chucked at my reaction and the jolt of it reverberated through me, sending a shock of pleasure through my entire body.
The moment I recovered from my momentary lustful paralyzation, I started to move against him, hard and fast.
I closed my eyes, focusing on feeling him inside me.
He reacted, moving with my body with a motion that helped him go deeper as I consumed more of him with every thrust.