Are you my Adonis?

The Night with the Adonis

I stumbled into my suite, confused as to why the door was partially ajar. I scowled, knowing that I’ll have to talk to the staff about guest safety at a later meeting. I heard the shower running in the main bedroom. Good, I guess they took my preference for cleanliness seriously. I walked into the bedroom with my heart beating out of my chest and kinda regretting polishing off the bottle of Bordeaux in the car. My feet sank into the plush fibers of the carpet as I stepped cautiously inside. I hadn’t bothered putting those stupid pumps back on, knowing I’d probably wipe out on the polished marble floors of the lobby.

I held my breath when I heard the bathroom door click open. I stared with wide eyes at the most gorgeous man wearing a towel around his waist as he stepped out. The steam from the shower followed him out, creating an ethereal halo around him. He looked back at me with broody blue eyes that looked like nothing could faze him. He ran his hand through his dripping black hair. I stepped towards him, mesmerized by the taut muscles of his chest and abs that glittered with moisture from his shower.

“My. My. My.” I said as I looked him over. I ran my finger down his midline while swallowing hard. “The service did a great job choosing just the perfect Adonis.”

“Uh…” he began to say.

“Shhhh.” I put my finger on his lips. “I don’t want any names tonight. Just an unforgettable night to make me forget the day. Do you have condoms?”

He nodded slowly. I reached back and pulled down the zipper of the ugly turquoise bridesmaid dress. It seriously looked like it belonged on a gawky teen at a prom rather than on a bridesmaid. It fell and pooled around my feet. I sighed and rolled my shoulders. The Adonis watched my moments with darkening eyes and a bobbing Adam’s apple. I caught movement from the corner of my eye. I turned my head and saw my disheveled reflection in the full-length mirror.

I walked toward it, scrutinizing every flaw of my body. The dark mole on my hip. My too athletic build. The faded stretch marks on my breasts from when they grew too fast. My big feet. I put my hand on the mirror and sighed, “No wonder he didn’t choose me. I can’t compare to her.” Another tear rolled down my face. Unshed tears pooled in my eyes, blurring my visage in the mirror. I was glad I bought top-of-the-line waterproof makeup and setting spray for today. Otherwise, I would have been a horrific mess.

I felt strong arms encircle my waist and warm palms rub my stomach. A warm breath tickled my neck and shoulder. And a deep voice vibrated through me. “Whoever he is, he is a fool not to see the beauty in front of him. But tonight you are mine, and I will make you forget everything about him.”

I gasped as his lips touched my shoulder; an electric current flowed through me. His lips worked their way up to my neck and to behind my ear. Heat pooled in my belly and my breath became heavy. His large calloused palms explored my front. I let out a soft moan when he cupped my right breast and teased my n****e through my strapless bra.

“Do you like that? “He murmured against my skin.

“Yes,” I whispered. “It feels so good.”

He backed us up to the bed while kissing my neck and licking the shell of my ear. I put my hand over his when he pulled down my bra to caress my bare breasts. He groaned when he felt their weight and how perfectly they fit in his hands.

“Baby, these are magnificent.” He moaned in my ear with his heavy breaths. I shuddered hearing words I’ve never heard before.

“Mmmmm…mmmmm!” I moaned as he squeezed them with delicious pressure. His thumbs brushed my n*****s lightly, which made me shiver.

He pulled me into his lap as he sat on the bed. I blushed, knowing the only thing between his huge hardness and my bare ass cheek was the towel. I mentally kicked myself for letting Sally talk me into wearing a G-string under my dress. He unclasped my bra and let it fall to the floor. He turned me around to straddle him. I moaned again, feeling his huge bulge rub against me.

He reached up and pulled out the French pin that was holding my up-do. My hair cascaded down to my waist. “Gorgeous,” he said before he reached behind me and grabbed my hair at the base of my skull. He gently tugged my head back to kiss my neck. His kisses worked their way down as he tugged more. My back arched with my breasts jutting out. He licked the valley between my breasts, and I gasped. I didn’t have time to recover before he took a n****e in his mouth.

“Ah!” I moaned loudly and ground my hips. I lost control of my body and let it move on its own. My moans got louder as I ground harder. He moved from one n****e to another. His other hand glided on the side of my thigh and on my butt. He squeezed my cheek hard. The slight pain gave way to pleasure.

“Baby, that’s it. Yes.” He moaned against my skin. “Let yourself feel. “

He stood while holding me and turned around. He lowered me down and took a moment to look at me. I blushed and looked away, suddenly self-conscious of how naked I was in front of a stranger. He smirked and hooked his fingers on my g-string. He slid them down my legs and ankles. He tossed it behind him. He unwrapped his towel, and his impressive girth sprang out. I gasped at the size of him; I wondered if he could fit inside. He reached into the drawer of the bedside table and pulled out a condom. He rolled it onto his incredible length.

He leaned down on me, and I felt the thick head of his d**k brush up against my entrance. Suddenly, panic hit me, and I pushed him away. He looked at me with hurt and confusion on his handsome face.

“Wait…. wait.” I stammered. Looking away. “I have never done this before…. I haven’t even been kissed…… I was saving myself for him.”

He stilled for a moment. I couldn’t help but start crying, ashamed of how inexperienced I was because I had saved myself for a man who’ll never love me. I gasped with surprise when a gentle hand turned my face. He wiped my tears away with his thumbs. I looked into his dark blue eyes; a gentleness I didn’t see before stared back at me.

“It’s okay. Again, whoever he is, he’s a fool. He didn’t appreciate the treasure before him. But I do. Let me give you all your firsts tonight,” he said softly. He leaned down and pressed his full lips on mine. Warmth exploded from my chest, and I wrapped my arms around him. He slipped his tongue in, and I sucked on it. He moaned into my mouth and held me close to him. I was wrapped up in the heat of the kiss; I dwelled on the fact that my first kiss was with a complete stranger.

He laid me back down and climbed on top of me. His weight was surprisingly comforting. His touches were softer than moments before. The tenderness eased any trepidation in my heart. His hands glided on my body as if he was trying to memorize every bit of it. My hands explored his strong back, and I ran my fingers down his spine. He groaned in pleasure.

He kissed and licked my neck again. His hands found my breasts again and massaged them. I started moaning again. I felt his thickness grind against me. It slipped between my folds. I didn’t know it could feel so good.

“Baby, you’re so wet. I want to taste you.” He murmured in my ear.

“Okay,” I said shyly.

He moved down, kissing all the way. He kissed my thighs, making me grab the blanket under me. Everything he did made me tingle down there. I moaned more loudly. He looked up at me as he slid his tongue between my folds and onto my c**t.

I cried out and arched my back off the mattress. I never experienced something so strong before. I clamped my thighs around his head. He pushed them back down with his hands. His tongue circled my c**t, and I gripped the blanket harder.

“Oh… God…. Please, please,” I cried out, not knowing what I was begging for.

“Good girl.” He growled. Those words flooded my senses with more desire. “Baby, I’m going to put my finger in you.”

“Uh huh,” I whimpered out.

“I need you to say yes. Say the word,” he commanded me.

“Yes!” I cried out as he licked me more. “I want your finger inside me.”

I felt him smile against me. His thick finger teased my entrance. I gasped and moaned as I felt him inside me as he pushed it inside. He curled his finger up and rubbed a spot that sent electricity to the soles of my feet.

“Ah!” I screamed, bucking my hips.

“Good girl, you’re so sensitive. And so tight.” He growled again as he worked me.

“Please…Please,” I begged again, unable to make sense of everything I was feeling.

“What do you want?” he asked.

“I want you. I want your d**k inside me.” I cried out.

“Baby, as you wish,” he said as he moved up and kissed me. I tasted myself on his lips and tongue. He reached down and grabbed himself. He rubbed the tip up and down between my folds. Then I started feeling pressure against my entrance. He slowly pushed in, inch by inch. I felt myself begin to stretch as more of him entered me. Suddenly I felt the pressure release and some pain.

“Ow” I hissed. He stopped and kissed me, soothing my mind away from the sting. Eventually, the pain subsided, and I relaxed. He felt me loosen and continued pushing in. Finally, he was in to the hilt, and I felt so full inside. He put his forehead on mine while breathing heavily.

“Baby, you feel so good. It feels like heaven.” His deep voice rumbled. He started moving again, and that wondrous feeling from before overtook me. His moans became more erratic. I started lifting my hips to meet him. My hands felt his muscles rippling under them. Soon the room filled with the sounds of our moans and our bodies slapping against each other. I started feeling something, and my breath hitched.

“That’s it, Baby. Come for me.” He growled again.

I cried out, holding on to him as I felt pulses of pleasure rock through me. I choked on my breath, intensifying my orgasm. He roared, and I felt him push hard. I felt him spurt into his condom inside me. He pushed a few more times before he relaxed on top of me.

“Beautiful. You’re so beautiful, Baby,” he whispered.

I felt tired all of a sudden, and then blackness swallowed me.