Just one night(1)

Chapter 1. 

Erica was sitting alone at the hotel bar going through her phone. It was a typical Friday night for her. Her best friend Nadia always begs her to go to the bar with her but always ends up knocking up some guy, leaving her alone with her drinks. 

  “Hey…Enzo..pour me another shot”…Erica said to the bar man. Erica has been to the hotel enough times to get familiar with Enzo. 

   “I’ll have whatever she’s having”…a deep but charming voice echoed behind her. 

   “Now who could that be”…she thought as she slightly turned her head to take a look. 

  

He looked 6’2-ish, shining brown skin and he had the perfect haircut. 

He was dressed so formally. Black suit and tie…shining black leather shoes…expensive wristwatch…with a ring that looked like it could buy her whole outfit. 

“Hi”…he said to her with a smirk. 

“Heyy”…she replied awkwardly. She had never seen anyone built so perfectly before. She deserved to be nervous. 

“So why is a beautiful young lady sitting by the bar all by her self”…he asked her flirtatiously. 

Erica was a bit tipsy. She had no one but Enzo to talk to since she’s gotten to the bar…a little conversation wouldn’t hurt…she thought to herself before she started yapping…

“You see…my friend Nadia and I came here together and she promised me it’d be different this time…telling me about how this is a girls night and how she promises not to leave me just to get knocked up by some idiot…again!…but she did. Typical Nadia”…said Erica as she gulped down her drink. 

“You deserve to get knocked up by someone too”…Henry said flirtatiously. 

“You up for a walk?”…he asked her as he stands up from his chair. 

“I’ve got nothing else to do…why not”…replied Erica and she got up from her chair and followed him. 

Henry and Erica spoke about random things that night until…

“Hey…I didn’t quite catch your name”…Erica cut in. 

“Oh it’s..He-“…”wait don’t tell me”….Erica cut in again smiling like a little child. 

“I’ll guess”…she said excitedly. 

“Is it Jasper?”… “no” he said as he stared into her eyes. 

“Kennedy”….she asked again..thrilled to guess his name. 

  

Erica kept guessing. By the time she made her last guess they were already at Henry’s hotel room door. 

”is it Henry”…she asked tilting her chin upwards to make eye contact. 

Henry nodded his head with his eyes already deep into her soul. He felt something…like they were connecting. 

He pulled her waist and leaned his back forward. 

“May I?”…he said barely over a breath. 

Erica nodded her head nervously. The feeling of his palms around her waist was unreal. It felt so warm. 

Henry lifted up her chin and immediately started to kiss her. She kissed him back. 

He reached into his pocket for his card key and opened the room door swiftly. Erica immediately toed off her heels and pulled of his black suit. 

He unknotted his tie as fast he could while kissing her. 

Henry pushed her back against the bed and grazed her lips gently with his tongue. On feeling the warmth of his tongue…Erica opened up for him…letting herself taste every bit of whiskey he had that night. 

His hands teased her breasts through the lingerie. He pulled away for a bit..enough to get a glimpse of her. He bit her lower lip softly allowing her to gasp into his mouth. 

Henry’s hands were everywhere. Sliding up her thighs, beneath her dress, cupping her breasts, hooking a finger into the waistline of her panties. He pulled it down slowly…staring into her eyes the whole time. 

When the panties fell to the floor…Henry pressed his palm into her thighs..feeling how warm and ready she was for him. 

She moaned softly as his fingers brushed against her…moving her hips forward. 

He smirked as he whispered softly into her ears…”look at you, all wet for me already”…he teased. 

She bit her lip, jerked her hips forward again…so desperate for more. But Henry pulled away…making her whimper in protest. 

He started unbuttoning his shirt…slowly…deliberately. Erica couldn’t help but notice his perfect plane. 

She reached out and caressed his chest with her fingers. She ran her hands down his stomach as she felt his muscles clench in response to her touch. 

He grabbed her wrist, brought it up to his face and kissed her palm. He turned her around gently…pressing her back against his chest. 

He slid his hands up her stomach…pulled of her dress…letting it join the rest of the clothes on the floor. 

He pulled her bra off next…cupping her breasts with his hands and teasing her nipples until they hardened at his touch. She leaned back into him…trying to catch her breath as he pinched her nipples softly. It sent shivers down her spine. 

He turned her again, pulling her closer as he grabs her thighs. She wrapped her legs around his waist…giggling as he kissed her nose and dropped her on the bed. 

Still in between her thighs, he started to kiss her neck,then her collarbone, then her cherry red nipples. He swirled his tongue around one while he pinched the other softly. 

He trailed lower. Kissing her stomach…her hip bones…then…in between her thighs. He paused for a minute…breathing her in…kissing her inner thighs just before he started to work his way through her.

He kissed her softly at first…then the grip became firmer…he started licking and sucking every part like he couldn’t get enough. She brushed her fingers through his hair…jerking her hips forward as he moved her closer to the edge. 

But just when she thought she was gone…he pulled back. She whimpered in protest. He grinned…working his way up her body until he was hard. 

He pulled off his boxers and let his length brush her inner thigh. She could feel how ready he was…hard and pulsing. 

He stroked his tip over her sensitive skin…once..then twice…then…

“You ready”…he asked…his voice barely over a breath. She nodded her head…wrapped her legs around him and pulled him closer. 

He pushed in slowly…letting himself into her inch by inch…the pleasure was almost too much at once. 

She gasped softly as she dug her nails into his back. He moaned into her ears…warm and soft. 

He pulled back…then pushed in again…but this time…harder…deeper…deep enough to make her moan. 

He held her waist…slipped his hands between them and started circling his fingers around her clit…sending shivers through her every nerve. 

The room filled with soft moans and the sound of the bed creaking beneath them. 

She clenched around him, her orgasm tearing through her in waves she couldn’t handle. He buried his face into her neck as he followed her over the edge. 

He pulled out.

The aftershock waves started to hit them. She could still feel him pulsing inside of her. 

For a while neither one of them said a word…the sounds of their breath filled the room. Just two strangers wrapped up in each other’s arms.  

Before they knew it…they were fast asleep.