CHAPTER TWO

The man at the front desk had called him Mr. Grant. He had been reading the name on the credit card Stephen had given him. She had started to pull out her card to pay for the room, when he had stopped her.

"All part of the service" he had said and then slid a credit card smoothly to the hotel concierge. She only had a moment to look but she could have sworn it was a black American Express card. The famed Centurion AMEX. That thing was a Unicorn; she had only ever heard about it. She had actually never seen one. Until now.

Here she was judging him for being an old man whore and he was walking around waving around black AMEX cards! She had a Mastercard with a measly five grand limit. Could being a male ho pay so well? Trust men to find a way to earn more on the dollar than women even in prostitution. Typical!

She was roused out of her man-hating thoughts as Stephen received the key cards from the concierge and grabbed her hand again pulling her toward the elevator banks.

Wow, he seemed really eager. Her ego inflated at the thought. Thousands of women and he can't wait to get me in bed. Girl, that is fierce!

She was basking in the glow of her appeal when she thought about it. Wow, he might literally have been with thousands of women. That was…icky.

The elevators opened and he pulled her in pushing the button for the sixteenth floor. She turned to look at him her expression back to pensive.

"What are you thinking Pamela?" he asked as if reading her mind

"I'm still not sure about this…I don't want…have you been with a lot of women?" she paused embarrassed "I mean you have to have been with hundreds…thousands?"

"I don't do this full-time Pamela, I imagine you and I are doing this for the same reason. I have a job a real job; I do this once in a while because I want to fuck with no strings attached" he said frankly.

She gasped at his language and started to pull back, but he still held onto her hand and pulled her into him.

"That's what you want, right Pamela? Sex with no strings attached? You just want someone to make you feel good. I can do that for you" he said confidently.

He pulled her up flush with him and bent his head slowly down to kiss her. She stared as he drew closer, she tried to will herself to close her eyes but she couldn't. His lips landed on hers. His hands came up to grab her face and deepen the kiss. She reached up and grabbed his wrists to steady herself. She was fucking weak in the knees from a kiss!

He pulled back for a second to whisper "open for me" she quickly obeyed and he pushed his tongue in. She heard someone moan, oh…it was her. She kissed him back, getting drunk on his wonderful taste. It had been so long and he was so very good at kissing.

His tongue dueled with hers and she gave back all the passion he sent her way. The elevator dinged and the doors opened. He pulled back from her and walked out turning back to hold his hand out to her for he second time in one night. It was as if he wanted her to know she had a choice. A choice to follow him and spend a night filled with pleasure or a choice to walk away and regret it. She was no fool. She took his hand and followed him into the unknow for the second time in one night.

Fitz wasn't sure she would take his hand again, but she had, and once she did she sealed her fate. Nothing was going to stop him from fucking this gorgeous woman. He felt excited in a way he hadn't felt since Mary Reynolds had given him his first-hand job behind the school gym.

He pulled her down the hallway his long stride eating up the space between him and the hotel room located at the end of the hallway. He knew she was struggling to keep up with him, but he didn't care. He would make it up to her once he had her in the room.

They got to the door and he quickly flashed the key card on the lock and was gratified when it opened on one try. He pulled her into the room and spun her while shutting the door and then pushed her back into it.

She gasped and he pulled back to ease some of her apprehension.

"You're sure you want to do this?" he asked; again, giving her a final chance to back out

She paused staring at him with big innocent eyes. She licked her lips and nodded.

Thank god, he thought and brought his hungry mouth down on hers.

He pushed his tongue into her mouth again, aggressively. He was done playing the gentleman. He ate at her mouth and then reached down to grab her ass and hoist her up the door. She gasped and locked her arms and legs around him. He groaned and reached down to position her so his cock rubbed against her pussy.

She moaned again. Fuck he loved that sound. It sent the blood rushing straight down to his dick making him harder then he thought possible.

She moved tentatively against him. Shyly. He was having none of that. He grabbed a hold of her hips and moved her against him aggressively. She pushed away from his mouth and gave a little yelp at the friction. She clawed his back and pushed back against him. All reticence disappeared and she suddenly became the aggressor.

She squeezed her legs around him even tighter and leaned back to find purchase on the door to help her ride him. Fuck yes.

Done with the teasing he pulled her legs off from around his waist and put her down, she made a sound in protest, but quickly got over it as he reached for the button on her pants. He pulled them off along with her shoes. He reached up for her and underwear and stripped that off her in just as much haste.

Her coat joined the heap on the floor. He reached for his belt buckle, but she pushed his hands away and quickly unbuckled him. She made quick work of the zipper and pulled his pants and boxers down with one hard tug. Fitz watched as she stopped; she was kneeling in front of him staring at his erection. Her mouth was only inches away from him and he felt his control slipping so he grabbed her and pulled her back up and against the door. She assisted and quickly wrapped her legs around him again. He dropped his head and grabbed her mouth again for a deep rough kiss. He grabbed the hem of her shirt while he devoured her sexy mouth and pulled the tee up over her breasts; too impatient to remove the remainder of her clothing he pulled up her bra over to join the shirt. He pulled back from the voracious kiss to look down at her breasts. They were beautiful, just like he knew they would be. He bent his head down and grabbed one pebbled nipple in his mouth and her head fell back against the door as she moaned. He spent a few minutes on one before moving to the other. He brought his hand up to play with the wet nipple his mouth was bereft to leave behind.

"Stephen, Stephen…now, now…please" Olivia said. The sound of her moaning turned him on to breaking point. The sound of her begging…begging for him to be inside her…was mind numbingly good. She grabbed his head and lifted his head to her and kissed him. Distracted by her pouty mouth, he didn't notice her hand travelling down to his cock until it was too late. She grabbed him with one small soft hand and milked him from root to tip.

He threw his head back and gasped. She looked him in the eye as she kept up the rhythm, it was too much. He pulled her hand off him before he came in her hand and reached down to grab his pants. He rooted around in the pockets found his wallet and pulled out the condom he kept stashed there. He quickly donned it and directed his cock to her soft wet opening.

He gave a little push and went…nowhere. She gasped and looked at him

"I haven't been with anyone in four years, I'm sorry"

Fitz laughed and brought his forehead down to lean against hers

"Don't apologize, I'll take it slow" he reassured her.

He started pushing into her body in slow increments. Her body relaxed and opened up responding to the shallow thrusts.

Fitz forced himself to go slow. He had sweat pouring down his face from the effort, but he kept it up until, he was in to the hilt. Fuck she was tight.

Olivia moaned and some of his control snapped. He pulled back and slammed into her and almost came from just the one thrust into her tight little body.

He knew he wasn't going to last. He pulled back and out of her body. She grabbed a hold of his shoulders and tightened her legs trying to keep him inside her but he was stronger and managed to extricate himself.

"Stephen…what?" he shook his head as if clearing cobwebs. Bent down to take of his pants and underwear that were down around his ankles. His socks and shoes went off with the two items.

He grabbed her again and lifted her into the air carrying her to the bed. As soon as he lifted her, she had tried to position him to enter her again but he held her back.

She moaned in protest. He placed her on the edge of the bed and placed a quick kiss on her lips

"I'm not going to last, I want you too much. Let me do what I need to do to get you where I need you, okay?" He's voice was so gruff he almost didn't recognize it.

She looked up at him her eyes glazed with passion and nodded. He kissed her again and he made his way down and knelt between her legs. He pushed them open. Wide open and put his mouth to her.

Olivia screamed.

Fitz was on the attack. He went straight for the clit. He was on edge he needed to get her as wet and as close to orgasm as he was or he was going to leave her in the dust. He opened her with his tongue and trilled against her clit, stopping to pull the hard-little nub into his mouth; to push inside her and fuck her with his tongue, the way he wanted fuck her with his cock.

He knew the moment he had her where he needed her. Her body was bucking on the bed, her back arched so high he had to come up on his toes to keep her in his mouth.

He got up and quickly pulled her closer to the edge, placed his cock at her dripping entrance and thrust. Hard. She came.

She screamed so loud, there was no way the neighboring rooms didn't hear her. He didn't care. Her pussy was clamping down on him like a vice and he was a man lost. He pumped into her like a madman and less that a minute later he was joining her in an orgasm that he was sure would kill him. He came and came. It was almost painful it felt so good.

He pulled her up into him and flipped around and sat on the bed laying back. She lay atop of him straddling him. Her head against his chest as they both tried to catch their breath.

As the red haze of passion cleared from his gaze he had only one thought. How quickly would it take her to recover so he could make love to her again.

Holy hell, Olivia thought.

What the hell was that? That was not sex. She had had sex with Edison for years and never felt that!

Her legs twitched continuously. Her muscles still spasming from the pleasure Stephen had unleashed on her body.

He had gone down on her. Edison rarely went down on her. He was too focused on getting his. It had been spectacular. Oh, but had she been missing out!

She lifted her head and looked at him. He lifted his gaze and looked back at her a tired smile on his face.

"Do you think…Do you think we can do it again, you know after you rest" she asked shyly

Stephen laughed

"Honey, we are going to be doing it pretty much all-night long. I just need to run out and get some more condoms, I only had the one"

She jumped off him excitedly and he hissed as she pulled off his cock. He reached down and grabbed the condom, pulled it off and tossed it into the trash can near the bed.

"I have condoms!" she said excitedly from across the room reaching into her purse "I bought them for tonight!" she held up a box triumphantly and he laughed again.

"Good, bring them over here"

She walked over excitedly and then stopped. Wait, why did a male escort only have one condom? Had she paid for just one go around? Would she have to pay him for any…extras?

"What you thinking about now, Pamela" he asked wearily. She told him.

He stood up and walked over to her. Naked.

She couldn't help it she looked down. Oh, my….

"Tell you what, you are all set for the night, so how about you push all those nasty negative thoughts out your head" He grabbed her and hoisted up. She put her legs around him…this was becoming a habit. A delicious decadent habit. He climbed onto the bed still holding her to him and collapsed on his back putting her on top of him.

"The only thing I want you to think about is how many ways I can make you come" his deep voice and provocative words travelled down her spine making her shiver, but not from cold. He pulled her in and kissed her

"I'm gonna make you come on my fingers" he kissed her "on my tongue" another kiss "on my cock; that's all I want you thinking about, okay?"

"Okay"

"Now, you ready for the ride of your life" he said smiling fiendishly

She smiled back at him and replied

"Bring it on Mister"

xxxxxx