Walk of shame

I'm on a high, is this how addicts feel, cause this is ecstatic. His tongue is doing some amazing things in my mouth, tasting and teasing me. He cups my chin as he deepens the kiss, lifting me against the wall and pulling me hard into him, my legs moving automatically around his waist.

Ecstasy rushes through me as his lips leaves my mouth and nimbles on my neck, I can't decide which one I like better, I want his lips on my mouth back but I also enjoy his lips on my neck. His hands slid into my gown and find my core, pushing his finger in.

Goddamn it, I was wet, hot and trembling in his arms. I roll my hips as he was doing amazing things to me down there. He tugs of my gown and bra again effortlessly, pulling away from the wall and on top the side table, sucking and massaging my breast. I ran my hands through his hair, tugging at it, moaning as dutifully rectified the situation.

He kisses me again but pulls away for a moment and smiles deviously before going down on me.

He reaches inside the drawer again and produces another condom tearing it, his eyes never leaving mine and eases into me.

Both of us moaning together. This is pure Bliss, if I had known that this was how it was, I would have gone down this road a long time ago. He rolls off me and I can feel the ache on my thighs.

"How was that for a first time" he breathes softly.

"It was really amazing" I giggle, exhaling loudly before I drift off.

When I awake, it's morning already and I'm alone in bed. Memories from last night flood my mind and I blush instantly. I can't believe I had sex with a guy I met once, well twice but that was not the point. This was just crazy and exciting, I see breakfast on the table he did naughty things to me last night and my cheeks flush instantly, thank God he wasn't here.

I pick my clothes and put them on hurriedly, thanks to someone I don't have pants on, but I keep blushing at the memory of it.

Keep it together girl, I mentally scold myself. I down the juice and bacon and hurriedly try to run my hands through my wavy hair.

Well there goes my walk of shame. I peek  through the door before stepping out and walking straight out of the resort.

I make it back to my own reservation and plump into the bed, replaying everything that went on yesterday. It was all crazy, Cassie, would have never done most of the things she did yesterday before. I needed to call Eva and tell her everything, she definitely will be surprised.

Just one ring and she picks up sounding ever bright as she is used to.

"Hey Eva," he smile to the phone.

"Hey-y Cass, looks like someone is in a good mood this morning, considering how she left New York." she chimes.

I laugh heartily and quickly spill everything that happened from the cruise ship till this morning.

"Wow, girl, I'm so proud of you. I wish I was there to see you do your walk of shame." she giggles.

"You know, your the worst, shouldn't you be chastising me for being with a complete stranger, what if he was a serial killer." I mumble into the phone a smile crossing my face.

"Well, then he would have been a really hot serial killer and you would have died in peace, getting laid." she bursts out laughing.

What did I really expect from my best friend in a situation like this, of course she would push me into the fire and encourage me to burn in order to experience life.

We talk a little bit before hanging up. My mind goes to him again, Damian. He definitely was sex on legs. Would I be crazy if I said I wanted another experience with him, okay I'm definitely going crazy. Just one night of sex has me going this way.

I was a bit scared to face him again but at the same time I wanted to see him again and jump him. There's definitely something wrong with me, I'm usually not like this.

I hit the shower and dress in a blue and white stripe off-shoulders short romper. I wear my hair up holding it firm with clips and swipe my lip gloss on. I usually put on light make up when going to work but refrain from doing so this vacation. I match my outfit with a sandal.

Getting downstairs I go to the fine-dining restaurant side for breakfast, I think of how beautiful the day is and the environment. I was generally in a good mood today and didn't even have time to think of my ex, good thing I blocked him. Is this how everyone feels when they get laid or does this have something to do with a particular blue eyed mysteriously hot guy.

I'm just chilling here thinking of how to spend my day, I wonder if I'll see Damian again today, and if I do what do I say, how do I behave. Geez, I've never had a one night stand before and if I see him today then does last night count as a one night stand.

So much goes through my mind as I mechanically eat my breakfast.

"Here you are farfallina, you barely touched your breakfast in the room.

My stomach does a flip and every hair on my body rises.

He's here, what do I say? what do I do?