(Don’t forget to click… *wink*)

His hand on my leg. Fingers squeezing my inner thigh…moving further and further up. A sideways glance at him..smirking almost. Realizing the taxi driver is glancing continuously in the rear view mirror…
nervously… curiously… (shouldn’t he be watching the road?!!?).

Pushing him against the hotel wall while waiting for the elevator. Wanting to ravish him. Smelling his cologne…breathing him in. It’s..he’s…intoxicating…  He pulls my panties aside, feeling his fingers against me…knees buckling slightly.  Then slides them down and off..shoving them into his pocket (to be found the next morning… *wicked grins* …)

Leaving the elevator..but not quite making it to the room door. Stopping once more to kiss him. Pushing myself into his body. Feeling his hot breath on my neck. Hearing myself gasp into his ear.

Barely inside the room…he lifts me up, my legs around his waist…my short dress lifting above my hips, grasping my ass. Feeling his teeth graze my neck, gently biting. Almost desperately grabbing at his shirt, pulling it up…my nails digging into his back. His lips finding mine…intensely.

Throwing me on the bed. Dress tossed aside… Feeling his soft kisses…his stubble so. insanely. sexy.. along my inner thigh. My hips lifting to meet his mouth. Head turned to the side, biting my inner arm to muffle the moans escaping me.

(images from HERE)

(Um so..did you remember to click???)

TFT will go up Tuesday.

~ xo

Vixen

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