"Four... Three... Two..." I nibbled at her lips as we continued to count down together.
"... One. Happy New Year!" We both yelled at the same time. Music blared and confetti fell from the ceiling. I pulled her tightly against me, leaned down, and met her lips as she wrapped her arms around my neck, kissing me back.
Our lips danced over one another’s as the surrounding crowd cheered, some couples kissing, some blowing into their noisemakers, and others swaying to the music. To me, even though all that chaos surrounded us, it felt as if we were the only two in the room. The longer we kissed and the closer I pulled her to me, the more excited I got, and all I wanted to do was take her back to the room and have my way with her.
"Happy New Year," she whispered as my lips travelled down her neck. She let out a soft moan as she ran her fingers through my hair, and when I pulled away, the look in her eyes begged me to bring my lips back to hers, which I happily obliged.
We returned to the room to find a card on the door. I opened the note and read it aloud. "Your turndown service has been completed."
Tess let out a giggle. "God, what else did I forgot to cancel," she said, laughing as she stepped inside of the room in front of me.
My eyes were trained on her ass as she walked into the chalet, looking around for whatever surprise awaited us.
"What did you forget?" I questioned, kicking my shoes off.
"Um...a hot bath, chocolate-covered strawberries, and champagne," she said, hiding her face in her hands as she stood outside the bathroom door laughing.
I walked over and placed my hands on her waist, kissing her neck as I ran my hands down her hips. "That doesn't sound so bad."
"It doesn't?" she questioned, as she dipped her head to the side to give me better access.
I shook my head, then in one swift motion, I lifted her into the air and threw her over my shoulder.
"Maddox." She laughed. "Put me down."
"No." I laughed, tapping her ass with my hand as I carried her into the enormous bathroom. I placed her down on the tile floor, brought my hands to her cheeks, and kissed her deeply.
Her eyes were full of want as I unbuttoned my shirt, her eyes falling to my bare chest. I pulled the tail of my shirt from my pants and pulled it from my shoulders, allowing it to fall on the floor.
Her cheeks flushed, she reached out and shyly took hold of my belt, slowly opening it. Her fingers flicked at the button on my pants, and she worked the zipper, then slid those down over my hips. My cock was already hard, her eyes dancing over the rigid outline in my boxers, but she didn't touch me. Instead, she turned around, placed both of her hands on the counter, and looked at me in the mirror. Her eyes were full of want, practically begging for me to take her right there on the spot.
I kissed the back of her neck and pulled at the zipper on the back of her dress, the sound echoing through the bathroom as I lowered it. “Told you I was an expert at zippers,” I whispered as I pushed the dress off her shoulders and slipped the material down her body.
As her dress piled at her feet, I looked at her in the mirror, my eyes running over her bra and panty-clad body, and then brought my hands up to the hook on her bra, and without my fingers touching her skin I unhooked it, the material falling away from her full breasts.
She turned around and looked up at me with innocent eyes, and I bent down and met her lips, quickly forgetting about the strawberries, the champagne, and the full bath behind us. Instead, I picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom, across the living room, and into the bedroom.
Tess
I could feel his arousal on my belly as he carried me into the bedroom.
"I want you," he murmured between kisses. "Every fucking inch of you," he whispered, running his hand through my hair as he kissed me hard.
I wanted him, too, but I was terrified to say the words out loud. I gripped his shoulders as I let myself get lost in him.
I fell onto the plush mattress and looked up at him as he stood over me, his eyes roaming my body. Every inch of my body was on fire, and every touch he bestowed upon me was electrified. He looked down at me, his eyes consuming my body as they ran over me.
He reached out and brushed his fingers along my panties. Bending down, he kissed my belly just above my panty line, and I arched my back off the mattress and let out a loud moan.
The second his lips left my body, I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He stood before me. I followed his hands as he gripped his hard cock through his boxers, then pushed them down, allowing them to fall to the floor at his feet.
My eyes washed over his chest, his rock-hard abs, and then down to his manhood. I bit my bottom lip and looked up at him and met his eyes. Everything about him was perfect. He brought his hands to my waist, pulling at my panties. I lifted myself up and closed my eyes as he slowly removed them, his fingers skimming down my legs. I fought back the moan as he leaned down onto the bed and brought his lips to mine.
“God, you are fucking perfect,” he whispered, his hands roaming my body as he kissed me.
My skin pebbled at his touch, his lips dancing down my body. A soft moan escaped my lips as he licked and sucked at my breasts, while his fingers moved between my legs, finally sliding them through my hot, wet center. My hands gripped his bicep as he slid one and then two fingers inside me, while his thumb rubbed my clit in small circles.
He met my lips as I took him in my hand, a low, throaty growl coming from him as I stroked him, my hand sliding gently over the smooth skin of his thick cock. He pulled his fingers from me, brought them to his mouth, and licked them both clean as he met my eyes.