Ch. 10: The Hotel.

Ethan could not remember the last time he was in a hotel. It could have probably been two to three years, he could not recall. So being at The Beach Side hotel on a night like that, caused him great discomfort.

He took up his phone and called her at once. She picked up the call and he said, "Hello, I'm here at the hotel."

"Great. Come to the bar. It's easy to recognize. It's a little beach bar with red and blue light bulbs that spread across its exterior like stars." 

She was clear in her description, and so, he was able to find the place with ease. It was just as she described it. 

He got in the bar and spotted her right there sitting down sipping what he could say to be some red wine. She gestured for him to come and he came.

She wore an open back loose blue gown that was also see through. He could spot underneath the gown, a red bra holding her breasts.

"Like what you see?" She asked dryly, making him stumble as he was about to sit down.

"Oh." He gasped, feeling embarrassed that she had caught him staring at her breasts.

"Don't bother explaining," she said. "You will see it a lot from now on anyway." 

"Okay," he said. It was the sort of okay that one said when they had nothing else to add to the conversation.

"Hey bartender, give my man here a drink," she said. The bartender came out, stared at Ethan in a knowing fashion and said okay. He gave him the same drink she was drinking. A red colored wine in a glass.

He trusted that Kelly was too straight foreward a person to resort to drugging him, so he began sipping, trying to go with the flow.

"Okay, now that you're comfortable, I would like to make certain things clear to you" she continued. "I do not love you and never will, and neither should you think that I ever will. You should also not fall in love with me as well. Do you copy that?"

"Okay," Ethan said again. That had become his catchphrase for anything asked.

"The main reason I intend to do this contract marriage with you and have kids, is because I want to fool my parents. I intend to get my inheritance from my father. The old fashioned people don't think I should get it because I do not yet have a man in my life. I'll show them."

She sounded so ambitious with the last bit she said. Her eyes were glued to him, in so passionate and yet so cold a manner, that she had him shivering.

"Now for the last thing, the business of the day," she leaned over the counter. "I have already told you beforehand of how I am addicted to sex, tonight I will like to have you prove your worth to me one by making love to me."

They both got very drunk, and she passed a paper to him, whispering to his ears, "Come find me."

He looked at the paper and saw the room number. He left, taking one last chug of the wine before going. 

He got to the room. It was opened. He got inside and met her inside, lying naked on the bed. She got up and stared at him with seductive eyes. She had a voluptuous body, and he could not help but take in the beauty of her curves in the dim light.

"What are you waiting for?" She asked, as deductively as she could. "Come here and take me. You know you want to."

He could already feel his member getting as stiff as a rock. He took his clothes off to give it some breathing air. She smiled as she saw the six inches snake pulse at her. 

"Now that's what I'm talking about. Come fuck me." 

He got on the bed and kissed her on the neck. He could feel her body tremble. "More," she said, smacking the bed with her curled up fist.

Hearing that, he felt her vagina with his fingers and it felt as though he had touched the sea. She was wet, extremely wet already. He was surprised by this, but remembered what she had said of her being addicted. 

Her moans filled up the room as he gently stroked with his fingers. 

"Please, don't torture me anymore. Put it in." She begged. 

Immediately he bent her over on the bed, like a present she was unwrapped, her pussy as pretty as he could have ever thought it was. He rubbed his dick along it and she trembled even more, making loud moans. 

Immediately he shoved it in and her inside exploded like a supernova. With every thrust she could swear she could see heaven, like the stars and the galaxy were in her stomach. 

"Yes!" She cried out, clawing the bed with her fingers, even trying to hold on to mere air. He made further thrusts into her, all of it with moans escaping from her mouth.

He couldn't remember the last time he was inside a woman. The arranged marriage he had with Sandy, brought not much to him, as she hated him far too much to have sex with him.  

He kept thrusting in that position, watching her ass bounce on his waist. The most beautiful girl in the city. He soon had a mind chattering orgasm. But that was not the end to it. They had more rounds as the night progressed.