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  There was a shower stall surrounded with frosted glass. Two sinks were nestled into the counter along the one wall. A vase of flowers sat in one corner of the counter. Fluffy white towels bearing the hotel insignia draped over the rods and lay folded neatly upon chrome shelves. Two matching terry robes with the same insignia hung on hooks beside the door.

  The bedroom was absolutely opulent with its thick cream carpet and heavy wood furnishings. A king-sized four-poster bed that looked as soft as a cloud with a beautiful deep burgundy satin spread which was nearly half covered by pillows—many more than Josie had ever seen in one place.

  There were vases filled with flowers on each of the bedside tables, as well as a huge one filled with roses on the dresser. A crystal chandelier hung over the bed, catching the sun as it streamed through the window. Rainbows danced around the room as the light kissed each crystal.

  Leading her back out of the bedroom, she could feel Lance watching her, as the look of amazement that she was sure was on her face grew, when she took in the beauty of the lounge.

  The thick carpet here matched that of the bedroom. Two big chairs sat cosily in front of a stone fireplace with a small table between them. On the table was a white box tied with a red ribbon. Picking it up, Lance handed it to her to open.

  Carefully pulling the ribbon away, she opened the box. There, nestled within the tissue paper lay the prettiest white negligee she had ever seen. Turning to look at Lance, the question of why was on her lips as she watched him shrug, “I thought of you when I saw it, so I had to buy it."

  She could feel tears escaping her eyes and tracing down her cheeks, “This is all too much!” she breathed, gesturing around the space. “I just wanted a room and you. I don't care about any of this, we could have met in a back street dive for all I cared.” Does he feel he has to buy my affection? Doesn't he know that I would have joined him under a bridge or in a tent in the woods? She just needed his arms around her and she would feel protected from anything.

  Taking her face in his big strong hands and tenderly brushing the tears away with the pads of his thumbs he looked into her eyes, “I know. That's why I wanted to give you this. I need for you to know that you matter and are worth everything here and more."

  Melting into his arms, Josie could feel his heart pounding in time with her own through her thin blouse. The need to touch him was so strong, that it was nearly tearing her apart.. Never in her life, had something so truly wonderful been offered to her and she felt a nervous kind of anticipation whenever he held her. The pressure of his well-muscled arms around her trembling body, whispered such great promises for the moments to come, that she had to fight down the urge to tear his clothes from him. But they had agreed to take this slowly and cherish every moment they had, so she simply breathed in the wonderfully masculine scent of him and bit her lip.

  Slowly releasing her and turning, Lance walked over to the bar and opened the bottle of chilled champagne that was waiting there. Pouring a glass, he carefully dropped a ripe strawberry into it and handed it to her.

  As he poured himself one, she took a seat on the sofa, which faced the open French-doors leading out to the balcony over-looking the falls.

  "It should be a beautiful view tonight with the lights on it.” Lance stated as he lowered himself to the sofa beside her. He carefully placed the bowl of strawberries on the table in front of them and settled back.

  "I'm sure it will be wonderful,” Josie whispered.

  Taking her hand in his, he lifted it to his lips, breathing in the scent of her skin and softly placed a kiss against the inside of her wrist. Still holding her hand tenderly, he clinked his glass against hers and whispered “To us."

  "To us ... and ... to the internet,” she added.

  Cuddling on the sofa for quite a while, sipping champagne, eating strawberries and talking softly, Josie just let the overwhelming sense of rightness flow through her. Picking up a strawberry, she held it to Lance's lips, he bit into it but not right through. Holding the soft juicy fruit in his teeth, he lowered his mouth to hers so that they could share it.

  As she bit into the fruit, her teeth grazed his lips, sending a shiver down her spine. The kiss was made all the more erotic by fact that she was sharing a simple berry with him. She tried to swallow as quickly as possible to enjoy the taste of him instead.

  The kiss was deep and Josie was sure their souls were touching through their lips. Her tongue caressed his and explored the soft warm confines of the inside of his mouth. Searching, demanding more, she tasted the hot smoothness of his tongue and burned to taste another of his body fluids. Sucking his lower lip gently into her mouth, Josie slowly stroked it with the tip of her tongue.

  Lance held her head to him and it seemed as though he was trying to devour her mouth with his. She couldn't get close enough to feel satisfied, primal hunger was overwhelming her and from the way Lance was breathing, she was sure he felt the same way.

  * * * *

  Slowly kissing down Josie's throat to her collarbone, Lance felt her ragged breath coming in short gasps. He could smell the delicate scent of her perfume just barely masking the underlying scent, which was simply, her.

  The mixture was absolutely intoxicating, he knew he hadn't had too much drink, but was feeling very light headed—a feeling, which he thoroughly enjoyed.

  Josie stroked his hair and the back of his neck, as he continued to kiss his way lower. Pausing when he reached the top button of her blouse, he felt the heat inside her rise when he undid it with his teeth and softly kissed the smooth skin that it had been hiding. A gasp escaped her lips at this touch. Lance lifted his head, looked deeply into her eyes, “Am I going too fast?"

  "No, it just surprised me how wonderful it felt ... Please don't stop."

  At this, he slowly lowered her so that she was lying on the sofa. Carefully, he lowered himself half on top, half beside her and continued to undo the buttons of her blouse. Kissing each spot, until he had her white lace bra completely exposed.

  A deep moan escaped when he saw that the lace hid nothing. She was completely exposed to his gaze, even though there was a thin layer of material between them. Hard pink nipples were pushing against the lace and he feared they would tear the fabric.

  When he pushed the thin material of her top off to the side, Josie moaned softly. The hand that slid through his hair pulled his attention from the vision that entranced him as she guided his mouth to hers for another kiss.

  The wet heat of her mouth near drove him insane with the want to taste all of her. Josie reaching between them to undo Lance's shirt captured his attention and pulling back, he held her hands, “No not yet, I want to please you first."

  "I just want to feel your skin against mine. I want to see you and feel you close to me.” Josie pleaded.

  "Slowly then, slowly my love, I want to make every moment count."

  Lance got to his knees beside the couch. Josie undid his shirt with excruciating slowness. As his skin was exposed, her hands slid under his shirt. He groaned from the sensuous feeling of her soft hands exploring his chest.

  The garment was slipped over his shoulders and let fall down his arms. Kissing, nibbling and licking his neck and shoulders, she pulled him closer and kissed his chest, licking small circles around his nipples. Her lips and tongue set his skin on fire. The throbbing, demanding need deep within him, intensified with every touch. He felt her hot breath on his damp skin, deepening as her own need became more apparent.

  Josie was stroking his back down to the waistband of his pants, arousal was overwhelming Lance and with superhuman control, he pulled her up against him. He could feel the tautness of her nipples against his chest through the lace of her bra. His erection jumped at the feel of her skin against his own as though it were about to force its way through the fabric that contained it.

  Breathing heavily as he traced fevered kisses over her neck and shoulders, Lance rejoiced in the sensations coursing through him. He could tell that the same heated
desire was filling the woman in his arms by the way she was mirroring his movements, clinging to him with a sensual desperation that he intended to satisfy.

  Moaning deeply at the feel of her hands exploring his heated flesh, Lance knew he needed to be closer to her—closer than he'd ever been to anyone before. Standing suddenly, he pulled Josie to her feet. Without a word, he kissed his way back to her succulent lips and lifted her into his arms, carrying her into the bedroom. Sitting on the side of the bed, he held her on his lap.

  * * * *

  Their lips had remained locked together since he'd picked her up, she'd held onto him around his broad shoulders. From her perch on his lap, she could feel the bulge of his penis against her hip. She could feel her pussy swelling and throbbing with the animalistic need to have this wonderful man. Her panties were wet; the feeling of heat coming from between her legs was nearly unbearable.

  "I don't want to wait any longer baby. I want you now. I want to be naked with you and feel our skin sliding together.” Josie breathed against his lips. She stood up in front of him, reached behind her back and started to slide the zipper of her skirt down.

  "Let me help,” Lance murmured, as he stood up and reached around her. Letting her skirt fall to the floor from her hips, he took her satin encased ass in his hands and pulled her against him.

  Forcing her hands between them, Josie quickly undid his pants and pushed them to join her skirt on the floor and then wrapped her arms around him.

  She stood there holding on to him tightly for a few minutes, almost afraid to step apart, in case this was all just another fantasy. Finally, Josie did take a step back so that she could look upon the object of her desire.

  He was a beautiful man, tall and lean, yet strong. Sliding her fingers down his smooth, toned torso, she revelled in the warm solid feel of him. Slipping her fingers into the band at the top of his briefs, she began to push them down. Stroking his firm ass as she exposed it to the air, she lowered herself to her knees as she began to push his briefs to the floor.

  When his throbbing cock was released from its confines, it was directly in front of her mouth. As Lance stepped out of his last article of clothing, she placed a kiss on the shiny, hot head of his penis.

  Feeling his hands gripping her shoulders to steady himself, she blew a breath across his groin, thoroughly enjoying the gasp that escaped his lips. Slowly she began to lick all around the head and down the shaft. At the base of his penis, she kissed his left inner thigh, licked across his balls and then kissed his right thigh.

  She slowly worked her way back up his erection to the tip. Wetting her lips and opening her mouth, she took him in against her tongue and felt him tense at the sensations she was causing in him. As she started to slide her lips down the shaft of his rock hard cock, her tongue was in constant motion against him, enjoying his taste and feel of the hot, smooth skin. Tracing the large pulsating vein along the shaft with the tip of her tongue, she reached between his legs and gently massaged his full balls.

  Her pussy was pulsating and getting wetter by the second.

  When she heard him moan and felt his grip on her shoulders tighten, she increased the speed and depth of her plunges. He was hitting the back of her throat now and had started to thrust into her mouth.

  Josie could taste the exquisite pre-cum juices.

  Fighting the extreme urge to reach between her legs and rub herself, she reached around and grasped his ass digging her nails into the soft flesh, slightly.

  Lance grabbed her head in both of his hands to stop her, “Oh God, baby, please stop ... I don't want to cum ... Oh God ... Not yet. Please let me taste you first."

  Dropping to his knees in front of her, still holding her head in his strong hands, he kissed her face, throat and shoulders.

  "I am so sorry, you just taste so good. I got carried away."

  "Never say you're sorry.” He told her looking directly into her shining eyes. “Remember, no regrets! Stand up my sweet, so I can look at you."

  Once Josie was standing in front of Lance, she began to tremble with anticipation.

  "I won't do anything to hurt you,” he promised her.

  He softly kissed her stomach and caused a shiver to run through her body as he reached around her to take her buttocks in his hands and kiss his way down to the top of her panties. Getting hold of the top of them with his teeth he began sliding the back down with tender fingers.

  Once they were down enough to expose her perfectly shaved and trimmed pussy, he kissed the thin line of dark hair on her mound.

  The satin and lace was pushed to the floor so that she could step out, as she did he slid his tongue along the lips of her most secret place. She was already dripping wet and her clit engorged, she wanted him to taste her muskiness. She wanted him to drink her in and make her a part of his own essence.

  "Sit on the edge of the bed, babe. I want to be able to enjoy you."

  Josie happily did as she was told and leaned back, tilting her hips toward him, in what she hoped was a very inviting motion.

  Starting at her knees, he kissed his way up the inside of her thigh to her heated pussy. With her legs spread, she totally opened herself to him. His wet tongue flicked over her hard clit and she jumped. The fact that she knew he was so ready and willing to please her first, excited her even more.

  Gently, slowly he began rolling his tongue around the nub, suckling it, nibbling. Sliding his tongue down to dart into her depths, he then returned to the clit, her juices mixing with his saliva, causing a torrent of hot need to run down to the bed. The feel of this trickling evidence and his obvious enjoyment of it amazed Josie.

  Tasting her, swallowing her, he seemed be trying to make her become a part of him, just as she yearned for him to. She began pumping her hips and moaning. He slipped a finger into her, forcing a gasp of air to be drawn into her lungs.

  The pressure of his tongue increased against her clit. He sucked on her pussy lips and flicked her clit hard repeatedly. As he thrust his finger in and out of her faster, harder she knew that she was close. Perfectly manicured fingernails scraped his scalp as she grabbed his hair, holding him to her.

  "Oh God, oh God ... Oh yes, yes, yes! Ooooh."

  She felt her vaginal muscles squeezing his finger rhythmically and pumping hot juices onto his hand. Josie arched her back and pressed her head into the mattress beneath them as the amazing sensations flowed through her. She was finally with a man that knew what he was doing between her thighs and she loved the way it made her feel.

  The bedspread was crushed in her fists as she fought to hold on to this world. Every muscle in her body was convulsing as the orgasm ran through her. Fireworks exploded behind her tightly closed eyes as she rode the waves of pure exquisite release.

  She could feel beads of sweat breaking out all across her skin, complete joy running through her veins, replacing her blood. Every second stood separate within her mind, filling all of her senses with perfection.

  Slowly her body began to relax.

  He lessened the pressure, but continued to lick her. She was jumping and twitching with the after effects of her orgasm and he clearly wanted her to enjoy it for as long as possible. As it passed and she lay panting on the bed, he moved up beside her.

  * * * *

  There was a sheen of sweat all over her, her face was flushed and her breathing still hadn't quite returned to normal, but she purred with a sound of contentment unlike anything he'd ever known. Smiling up at him as he wiped her wetness from his face and trimmed goatee with his hand, she met his deep kiss with a fire that fanned the flames of need, burning deep inside him.

  "You taste wonderful,” he told her.

  "Mmmm, so do you."

  "I hope you enjoy the rest of this weekend as much as that."

  "I know I will, as long as I'm with you."

  Taking one of her lace encased breasts in his hand; he kneaded the soft firmness of it, rubbing his thumb across the sensitive nipple. A gasp escaped her lips as he fe
lt her nerve endings jump from the light touch.

  Lowering his head to the other mound on her chest, he opened his lips and breathed against the fabric. He felt the soft flesh warm under his mouth as she shifted slightly under him, making it clear that the need was truly reawakening within her. Kissing and gently biting the nipple through the lace, he urged her on by tracing his tongue along the edge of the lace where it met her exposed skin.

  "I have been waiting so long to touch these. None of the pictures you sent me were good enough. They all just made me want to touch you even more."

  "Do you want me to take the bra off?” her voice trembled.

  "Not yet, I'll do it myself."

  As he lay with her enjoying the way she felt, smelled and tasted, Josie reached down to take hold of him. Wrapping her fingers around his shaft, she rubbed her thumb over the sensitive head of his throbbing cock, he moaned against her breast.

  Slowly stroking him, she twisted her wrist so that her fingers rotated around his mass as they went up and down the full ten inches of his length. Feeling her gently squeezing fingers on his hardness, he felt the pressure building inside his churning balls.

  As though they had a mind of their own, his hips began moving in rhythm with her hand. The slow sliding, slippery, twisting pushed him further to the glorious moment of completion that he so desperately craved. The only thought that continued to run through his mind was that he wanted her. He wanted to have his manhood encased deeply within her. He wanted to fill her with his hot length and he wanted her to know how amazing she made him feel.

  Getting up to kneel on the bed, Lance pulled Josie up with him his shaft standing like a beacon between them. Her hands moved down his chest and abdomen to his groin and back up again. Lance reached behind her to unfasten her bra. As it fell away, her breasts were finally exposed to him, they both gasped.