Secret Meeting

She tried not to notice how his eyes were undressing her. And she tried not to like it. She didn't know him, but the ache between her legs told her she wanted to. His youthful face and dapper-like posture made him stand out in the crowded hotel lobby. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him approaching her. His scent causing her cheeks to turn red. He smelled like sin. A sin she'd be more than happy to commit.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice how incredible you look in that dress. And I felt the need to tell you," he said, his voice deep but soft enough to make her insides melt. She swallowed hard and glanced down at her caramel colored form-fitting dress, which complemented her skin tone and the light make up she was wearing.

"Thank you," she replied and he smiled in return. That smile wasn't doing anything to ease the desire she felt that was slowly building for this stranger.

"I'll see you around," he added and took her hand, placing his warm lips to the back of her hand. Her knees weakened and he looked up at her, a glint of mischief in his crystalline blue eyes. She watched him walk away and disappear into the crowd.

Hours passed and she couldn't get her mind off him. Even when she went to the casino event the hotel had been running. She was good with money, and with gambling. She could win a thousand dollars with her eyes closed but her mind wasn't in the game. At least not tonight.

She gave up around midnight and decided to head towards the pool for a swim. Everyone had deserted the area due to casino night, so she was free to swim in private. She looked around before stripping herself of her dress and heels, placing her clutch purse underneath her clothes and undergarments. The light under the pool illuminated her face as she dipped her toes in. The water was a perfect lukewarm temperature and she smiled.

She made her way down towards the water and dipped her whole body down, drenching every inch of it. As she swam towards the middle of the pool, she noticed a dark figure right above where her clothes were and she swam up, ready to attack.

The figure leaned down, bending at the knees towards the water. It was him. The man from earlier. The one who had been occupying her thoughts all day.

"Perfect night for a swim, isn't it?" he said, grinning towards her as she stared at him.

"Did you follow me here?" she asked.

"Not at all," he said but something told her he was lying. He was smiling too much.

"If you plan on killing me, I suggest you rethink it," she quipped. He laughed and began to strip himself of his clothes. Piece by piece, she watched him undress. It wasn't as if she hadn't seen a man undress before, but this guy was different. The way his fingers twisted and turned, the way his hands swayed and his eyes never left her face even though she was bare for all the world to see.

"You mind if I join you?" he asked but he was already in the water before she could protest. The mid-summer humid air was thick around them, making it harder to breathe as it is, his woodsy scent wrapping itself around her didn't do her any favors.

"I've been waiting to do this all day," he said as he swam on his back, looking up at the star-filled sky.

"Have you? Or did you just feel like stalking your next victim?" she asked, half-serious. He chuckled and shook his head.

"If I wanted to kill you...." he started as he made his way towards her, backing her up against the pool wall. She looked around to see if anyone was witnessing this. They were completely alone. '....I would've done so already," he finished. He was now inches away from her. And instead of thinking of an escape plan, her thoughts were on how it would feel if he plunged into her. Deep and slow. She bit her lower lip to compose herself but it only made him look down at her lips.

"I could die a happy man if you'd let me kiss you right now," he whispered, his hands weren't near her but god did she want them to be.

"Are you a dying man?" she retorted and he smirked, placing a wet finger across her cheek, causing her eyelashes to flutter.

"I will be soon enough," he answered and she gulped as his face moved towards hers. She didn't stop him when his lips met hers. She crushed them against his instead, moaning into his the warmth of his mouth as his tongue ran along hers, as he explored it. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he deepened the kiss, causing the ache between her legs to throb with fury. His fingers danced along her rib cage then down towards her lower abdomen. Her legs parted slightly, giving him permission to touch her. His fingers teased her opening, the pressure of the water and his fingertips brushing against her clit made her pull away from his lips long enough to moan. He used his other hand to hold her as he fingered her. The sounds she was making made him grow even harder, his erection poking at her stomach. She licked her lips as his pace increased. Her inner walls contracted around his fingers and he pulled them out, causing her to whimper. He chuckled against her neck, the sound vibrating throughout her chest as he turned her over, her back against his chest, his shaft brushing along her backside. He moaned as he spanked her lightly. Oddly enough, the sensation pleased her. She arched against him as he repeated his actions and she gasped. She felt him tease her from behind with his shaft and she wanted more than anything for him to take her right then and there. She heard him pull away from her and she pouted.

"Come with me," he ordered huskily. He took her hand and they both swam towards the ladder. She went up first and he followed. He held her against him for a moment, nuzzling her temple as he breathed her in.

"Hmm, you're absolutely stunning," he said and it made her smile. He carried her towards one of the teal colored pool chairs and sat down, placing her on top of him. He reached into the pockets of his black slacks and reached for something. She grinned when she saw him rip the condom wrapper in half, then stared, mesmerized as he placed it on himself. She straddled his hips, her hands on his chest as she placed him inside of her. They both gasped as he thrusted into her slowly. They were both dripping wet from the midnight swim and the sound of their skin colliding against each other intensified their need for one another. Her hips rocked back and forth, his hands on her backside, squeezing and spanking, making her move faster. Her foggy mind erased all of her current thoughts as she felt her climax wash over her, tightening her inner walls around him, milking his shaft. He squeezed her backside as he plunged harder into her, his own orgasm consuming him. They kept thrusting, her nails digging into his chest and shoulders as they both came again. She rested against him for a moment as he caressed her back.

She'd never felt so much for a man before. But this one was certainly changing that.

One orgasm at a time.