IV
Face hardly had a chance to get into the room and appreciate the decor, before he was pulled roughly by Jess into the bedroom.
She kissed his forcefully, a desperation behind it like she couldn't hold her self back any longer. He met her with the same enthusiasm. He loved the fact that he was himself and she still wanted him.
He hadn't had to use any cheap lines or made up names. He was just Templeton Peck and he worked for the government. It was all true.
She slid her hands into his jacket, pulling it away from the shirt underneath and he let it slip to the floor. He didn't even worry about how crinkled it would get, even though it was Versace.
And as she unbuttoned his shirt, he kept kissing her, roamed down from her mouth, along her jawline and down her neck, the smell of perfume still faintly on her soft skin.
Once she had the shirt on the floor, she started to remove her dress, unzipping it in one quick fluid motion. She removed her arms from the sleeves and let the garment fall to the floor.
She breathed heavily as Face embraced her, licking and kissing his shoulder, moving lovingly from one side to the other. As she licked and kissed her hands worked down his body and found his waistband and made their way along to the button and zip. She soon had the trousers on the floor, with her dress and his jacket and shirt.
Before they could get any more engrossed, she moved to the bed, gently holding Face's hand, but letting go as she climbed on. She sat in the middle of the bed and removed her bra, revealing her breasts to the man before her.
Her hands slid down her body until she reached the thong she had on. Her thumbs slid under the thin elastic as she began to lower them.
Before she had them at her ankles, Face had joined her on the bed, as naked as she now was.