My heart jumped. Was I hearing right? His bedroom?
"It's quite a nice room… would you like to see it?" he asked, sly grin upon his face. Was I dreaming? My crush, my dream man, was asking me into his bedroom! Sure I was excited, but I didn't want to get worked up over nothing. What if all he wanted to do was simply show me the room, nothing more?
"I would." I said, unable to keep a joyful expression off my face.
He turned the doorknob and opened the door. His room was so elegant, it was fit for a king. The bed was large and lined with black, satin sheets. The pillows were neatly arranged along the head of the bed. The pillow in the center had a golden "F" sewed onto it, each thread shimmering. The lights were dimly lit, setting a very sensual tone for the room. Anyone who entered this room couldn't help but feel sexy. I know I felt that way.
"Wow, what a room!" I exclaimed. He took a step ahead of me and walked toward his bed.
"Come in. Oh, and make sure you shut the door behind you." He said, grin on his face that could have almost been mistaken for insidious.
I stepped inside, pushed the door closed and looked at him as if I was waiting for direction. He sat down on the bed and patted the spot beside him. Quickly, I walked to the bed and sat myself down. I turned my head to face him. He looked me deep in the eyes and spoke to me.
"Now, I consider myself to be fairly knowledgeable. I've seen you. And I know what you want. This." And with that, he put his lips on mine. I couldn't believe it! My dreams were coming true in the blink of an eye! He continued to passionately kiss me, my heart racing. His kisses tasted so good, like nothing I could ever imagine. Then, abruptly, he stopped.
"So… was I right?" he asked, sexy smile upon his face. He was so right. I wanted more.
"Yes, yes Frank, you were right." I replied, almost in a whisper.
"Good." He said, satisfied tone in his voice. "You might like this more if you lay down." He chuckled. Not wanting to waste time, I leaned back, letting my head rest on one of the soft pillows. He began unbuttoning my black top. Button by button, I was filled with more anticipation. My mind ran wild as I pictured what could be coming next. Finally, my top was off and carelessly thrown to the floor. He started between my breasts and kissed his way down to my naval. I shivered.
"Oh, Frank! Oh, kiss me again!" I pleaded.
"As you wish." My wish was his command as I found his mouth on mine. I was enjoying this passionate session. I didn't think it could get any better until I found his hands on my hips, inching my dark colored pants down my legs. Chills traveled up and down my spine. I loved seeing him looking down at my body as if it were a goldmine, like it was something that needed to be explored inside and out.
When my clothes were off my body and no longer an interference, Frank laid down beside me. We both had grins widespread across our faces. My body ached for what was to come. Then, slowly but surely, out bodies joined together and became one. Our bodies gyrated back and forth, both of us moaning in pleasure at every motion. The situation was pure ecstasy. I never dreamed anything could feel so good, so pleasurable. Just then, all those things I'd always desired to do to Frank came to mind. I now had the opportunity to live out those fantasies. I let my fingers dance across his arms, feeling his soft skin beneath them. I kissed him while running my hands through his hair, twirling one of his black curls around my finger. I ran my tongue up and down his chest, and ran my hands along his hips. I felt him shiver at my touch, and the fact I had the ability to do that made me feel incredible. I felt his lips kiss my neck as his body made a perfect movement that caused me to cry out in pleasure.
"Oh Frank…" he put a finger to my lips.
"You needn't say a word, love. Just give yourself over to absolute pleasure."
Well, I had no problem doing that!
We continued our session of passionate eroticism for quite some. When it came to an end, we laid in the bed, perfectly still, his arms wrapped around me. I was in a dreamlike state. Being with Frank had been so erotic, so lascivious, so pleasurable, so orgasmic it was almost unreal.
I decided to close my eyes and have a short rest. After all, I felt pretty exhausted after my wild, exciting night of passion with the Doctor. A night like that could really wear a person out!