We arrived at the hotel and Harry slid me out of the vehicle and carried me bridal style into the reception area.
“Harry! Put me down! My arse is out!” I whispered harshly.
“No.” He slowly moved his hand down my leg to my crotch and just barely rubbed his hand over me. I inhaled sharply.
“Harold!” I hissed.
“Yes?” He smirked.
“Not here! Wait 5 minutes you hornball!” Harry’s laughter echoed through the empty halls of the hotel.
We reached our room and the man carrying our bags wished us a good night. Harry gave him 30 dollars as a thank you. He handed us a card. “This is for the weight room, spa, pool, roof, and the ballroom. Don’t lose it.” And he left.
“Locking down now.” Came over the speakers.
“Goodnight!” a woman yelled walking out the door, “You’re officially alone!” there was a locking noise and harry looked down at me and grinned, pinching my bum. I squeaked and squirmed in his arms, trying to free myself, to no avail. Somehow I managed to swing my leg over his head, leaving my knees wide open, my skirt bunched up with a full view, and boy did harry take advantage of that.
He had his arms around my back, now easy to escape. Thank god I was flexible. I pushed one leg off his shoulder, bringing it over my head and landing on the floor, I brought the other leg next to it.
“Woah!” Harry gaped, “When did this happen?”
“I dunno,” I laughed. His curiosity moved him closer to me, “Ah-ah,” I shook my finger at him, “This is me proving to you that there's no one who can make you feel this way… remember?” I winked.
I pushed him back on the bed. He was grinning as I walked over to our bag. I pulled out 4 of the bow-ties I secretly took. The confusion on his face was clear. I smiled devilishly and instructed him to take off his jacket. I tied the bow-ties around his wrists and ankles to the bed. As I did so his eyes widened. I straddled him and ripped his shirt open as buttons exploded all over the hotel room. I trailed kisses from his jaw to his chest, to his belly button. I traced his V line with my tongue and looked up at him. He was shaking, licking and biting his lips with his eyes closed. I smiled.
I slowly undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. He groaned. “Please, speed it up.”
“Later.” I grinned. I slowly unzipped his trousers and pulled them down. As I moved back up to his face, I rubbed my body against his. His eyes were squeezed shut.
“Look at me Harry.” I said, breathily.
His eyes fluttered open. I began taking off my dress. I unzipped the back and pulled it over my head. Harry hungrily licked his lips, watching me intently. I strolled over to the radio in my lacy lingerie and pumps and turned on some Ed Sheeran. I strutted back to where Harry lied. I straddled him again, pressing my lips to his neck, moving up behind his ear, his favorite spot to be kissed, and sucked hard. He gasped quickly, due to the roughness.
When he had a purple mark on his neck I was satisfied with, I moved my attention to his throbbing erection. I tucked my fingers into his boxers and tugged them down. His length sprang up, it was clearly constricted.
“Looks like the big guy wants to play.”
Harry’s only response was a low moan from the back of his throat. I smiled and kissed his lips deeply while pumping him. I pulled back from the kiss and popped off my bra while winking at him. He was breathing heavily and he groaned. “Oh god kenz, I cant hold it in.” He curled up his lip in a grimace as his whole body tensed, his hips bucked and he released.