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A special thank you ElizabethBella for taking the time to beta for me and for the beautifully worded Robert Frost quote that touched my heart during this sad time after my cousin lost his battle to cancer.

Mad love to i'm random girl for always being there and for her support and condolences after the passing of my cousin.

To all the readers out there: I am in the process of revising this story because every time I look at the past chappies, I get an urge to change it. So I decided to delete the rest of the chapters. I do apologize, but I'm trying to revise as fast as my little fingers can type.

Thank you to all who reviewed, alerted and favorited this story and for being patient through this revision.

Chapter 4: Hotel of Lust and Passion

BPOV

We both were standing in front of what I assumed was his hotel room giggling as he fumbled with his hotel key card. I quickly grabbed him below the belt to hurry him up and, in response, he shrieked like a barn owl hooting in the night. Our hormones were pulsing through our bloodstreams like speeding bullets. We were drunkenly clawing at each other's clothes already. After hearing the door softly click open, he straightened up a bit and gentlemanly gestured for me to go first. While he was placing a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door knob and locking up, I went ahead and positioned myself in a vixenish pose with my hips jutted out and legs on display as my dress inched up even shorter than it already was. He finally turned around and I shamelessly eye fucked him from head to toe. Once my eyes met his, I couldn't help but be entranced by the burning desire behind them.

We definitely needed that sign tonight.

I curled my finger to signal him to come towards me. He prowled over to me like a lion ready to pounce on top of his victim. As he was approaching, I slowly rose up waiting for him to stand before me. Finally in front of me, I trailed my fingers along his tie before loosening it from his neck and tossing it like trash to the floor. Slowly, I sensually caressed his chest. Then I began unbuttoning his shirt like I was opening a gift for myself. He shrugged it off his body to reveal a perfectly defined chest with sculpted abs that I wanted to lick and flick with my tongue. Yum. I worked my way down to his pants and began unbuckling his belt and slid that off of him. He slid his pants down muscular legs that were shaped like David Beckham's. Now, he was left standing in one article of clothing, his thin cloth boxers. I could see the v shape leading down to my prize.

I was about to pull down his boxers when he stopped me and said, "I think it's your turn now."

He slowly pulled my dress down my arms leaving me only in my heels and black lace thong. I heard an audible moan as he looked at me hungrily as I stood before him topless. I hadn't bothered wearing a bra since the dress had a deeply plunging neckline.

He took me in his arms and he fell on top of me onto the bed, careful not to place his weight on my body. Our lips met for a kiss as he took off my last article of clothes and I did the same to him. I felt him lightly touch my hot sex and he said huskily, "You feel so wet and ready for me baby."

I replied without hesitation, "I am." I wanted him now. I didn't want more foreplay and teasing, I wanted to feel him inside of me.

He reached over the nightstand and grabbed a condom and rolled it on. He hovered over my body for a moment before sheathing himself inside of me.

"Mmm," I moaned as he finally slipped inside of me.

"Shit, you feel so good…so tight," he said breathlessly.

As he started pumping in and out of me, I placed my hands on his back to pull him deeper into me. His lips parted, smashed onto mine as our tongues touched. We began fighting for dominance and I let him win. My senses were heightened from the touch of our bodies entwined together like two vines.

We didn't know each other's names and it didn't matter. We didn't want to interrupt the synchrony of this passion we were feeling.

"Faster," I whispered to him.

He picked up the pace and drilled into me over and over. I started to feel the tension building up inside me, waiting for a release.

"Fuck, harder," I commanded to him as I felt myself getting even closer.

He pulled out and I whimpered at the lost of contact. All of a sudden, he slammed back into me and continued doing this over and over as he picked up the pace with each stroke. He started grunting and I could feel beads of sweat drip off his forehead onto my slick body.

"Shit! Fuck!" I yelled as I felt myself cum.

"That's right baby, milk me. Shit! Fuck, right there," he yelled as he came.

He lingered inside of me resting his forehead onto mine as we were both panting for air. Once he caught his breath, he quickly pulled out of me and rolled the condom off of him to throw into the waste basket. He hoped back into the bed and pulled me over to him. I gently placed my head onto his hard chest as our eyes drooped closed in exhaustion.

We both feel fast asleep.

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