Authors: Alicia Roberts
I can't hold back much longer
, I thought, as I lifted my hips up and tried to suck him in deeper. I called out incomprehensibly and felt the sensations flood through my body as the orgasm
drove
me
off the edge. My
body shuddered uncontrollably and
everything inside me
seemed to
explode.
I felt limp when it was all over, and the relief flooded me even as I felt Brad give a few more erratic thrusts before stiffening and groaning out as he came.
We stayed wrapped around each other for a few minutes, and then he slid out slowly. His pants were lying on the floor, and he pulled them up and walked over to his seat.
I looked around for my own clothes, and saw them scattered over the chair behind us. Wrapping the blanket around my naked body, I walked over and picked
them up
,
trying to get dressed quickly. Once I was
fully clothed
, I moved back to my seat and lay down.
Pulling the blanket over me and turning to the side, I tried to fall asleep for a bit of rest before we arrived in
Paris
.
I slept fitfully for a bit,
tossing and turning and having strange dreams
.
When I finally felt Brad's hand on my shoulder tugging me awake, the sky was orange outside and the "seatbelts fastened" sign was on. I groggily moved my seat upright, and buckled the belt as I ran my hands through my hair, hoping I didn't look as messy I felt.
The plane whooshed down, and I saw glimpses of a foggy city before we taxied
along
the runway again. Once the seatbelts sign was removed, I got up and went to the bathroom hurriedly, splashing water on my face in an attempt to wake myself up and remove the traces of makeup smudged below my eyes.
It's not going to get much better, I thought, as I looked at my face in the mirror and reapplied some lipstick.
When we
left the airport and got into
the waiting limo
, I asked Brad what
we'd be
doing in
Paris
.
"I have to meet
the
designer and go over some new ideas he
's got
," he
replied
, "And the CFO of Zenith is here
too,
to see
how feasible the plans are. We've got a
few hours' meeting this morning,
but
after that, we're free to have some fun
and see the sights
."
I nodded, and felt a shiver down my spine as I realized I was finally in
Paris
! I'd dreamed of visiting this city for so long, and while the conditions of my visit were strange, I was determined to enjoy myself.
The limo pulled up to the Park Hyatt, and as we walked into the lobby, a woman who'd been waiting there stood up and rushed over to give Brad a hug.
"Lisa, this Alexis," Brad introduced us. I was a bit surprised - this must be Zenith's CFO. I hadn't expected a woman, or one as beautiful as Lisa. She was tall, blonde, and dressed in expensive fabrics. I smiled and allowed her to embrace me.
"So, are you visiting with Brad?" she asked.
I nodded, not sure how much of our relationship she knew about.
Brad seemed a bit gruff as he said, "Well, let's move to the conference room and get this meeting started. Kelvin will join us soon, I'm sure."
He nodded subtly to a
man in uniform, and handed
him
a
small
cabin bag
and keys, saying, "Presidential suite."
"I'll see you around lunchtime," Brad said, and I watched as he and Lisa walked away.
"
Madame, f
ollow me
,
sil vous plais
," said the uniformed man
in a thick French accent
, and I walked
dutifully
with him to the elevator.
When we finally got to the suite, I was stunned. This was nothing like I'd expected. Once the man bowed and left the room, I wasted no time in exploring the place.
Downstairs, e
verything
was in subtle shades of grey and beige with bronze accents
. There w
as a small marble foyer, and a
sitting area featuring a grand piano, flat screen TV's, bronze sculptures and a
gorgeous
picture done in Impressionist style.
I glanced at the large dining area and ran up the winding staircase to the upper floor, and admired the bedroom. While the sitting area below was decorated in light shades, the bedroom was dark and featured ma
hogany furniture and deep wood
paneling.
Crystal
light fixtures added the perfect balance of glamour to
t
his mysterious room.
Next, I discovered the steam room, which was plated in gold mosaic
. There was
an area
next to it
laid out for massages
, and there was a fitness area with weights, elliptical, exercise bike and treadmill
. I almost squealed out loud when I
finally
saw the in-room
Jacuzzi
, and wasted no time in stripping off my clothes and filling up the tub.
I rummaged through the bag of toiletries that had been provided,
and tipped in some Epsom salts. I found some mak
e-up remover in the toiletries'
bag and used it to take off the day's makeup before I sank into the tub. When I switched on the spa, the water bubbled and frothed gently, and hot water streamed in as I relaxed in the
bubbling
massage.
I enjoyed the hot water buffeting my tired limbs until I noticed my hands were starting to prune. With a tinge of regret, I stepped out and slipped into a fluffy white bathrobe.
Light was streaming into the apartment and my stomach reminded me that I'd skipped breakfast, so I found myself back downstairs, where I switched on the espresso machine and made myself a frothy cappuccino.
There was a selection of pastries laid out on a plate in the dining area, and I selected a blueberry Danish to enjoy with my coffee.
It was fluffy and soft, the
perfect
combination of sweetness and
subtle cream
.
As soon as I finished my food, I went back up to the bedroom. I wanted to explore the place, but I found myself slipping under the covers of the bed.
I'd
slept fitfully on the plane,
but
my body was craving proper sleep and the mattress was
too
comfy
to resist -
it wasn't long before I found myself drifting off to sleep.
Once again, the next thing I
felt
was
Brad's hand on my shoulder, shaking me gently. I opened my eyes dreamily. The bedroom drapes were still closed and the room was dark.
"Are you feeling ok?" There was a note of worry in Brad's voice and I felt myself melt
ing
at his concern.
"Mmm… just sleepy," I murmured, stroking my hand up his shirt.
Brad smiled down at me as I undid the buttons on his shirt.
I felt sparks
fly
against my fingers where they touched his skin, and finally the shirt gaped open and he slid out of it, his chest
broad
and muscular. I traced
my hand
along his abs, pressing
my fingertips
down against the hard muscles.
Brad slid under the covers to join me, wrenching them up from one side of the bed so that he could crouch under them as he undid the belt on my bathrobe. I gasped as he slid it open, the soft folds
of the robe
lying open against my sides, my breasts naked and pointing upwards in expectation.
His hands were on the sides of my breasts, pushing them
up
towards the centre, my nipples erect as he ran his thumbs over them. He dipped his head down to bite one quickly as I cried out
,
and he chuckled and kissed my stomach, moving down slowly and parting the robe before his mouth.
His hands travelled down my body slowly and my fingernails
scraped
his arms as his mouth moved downwards towards my mound. He graze
d
his mouth over it, chewing gently with his lips, flicking his tongue along it as I moaned and begged him to go lower.
Suddenly he pulled back the covers entirely, and I gasped as the cold air hit my naked body.
Brad moved to the
end
of the bed and traced his fingers along
the arch of my foot. I shivered in delight as he took my big toe into his mouth
and sucked gently, before moving on to my other toes and repeating the process.
Once he'd paid attention to all my toes, he moved to my other foot, running his tongue
along
the arch, murmuring something softly. I felt him suck each of my toes, the sensations travelling all the way up my legs and mingling inside me.
My stomach tightened as
I felt him turning my legs and
slowly
moving his mouth up
the
side of my calves, nibbling gently
as he moved past my knees, spreading my thighs wider apart.
I groaned as he slowly licked all the way up
my thighs, up
to the apex, just to the side of my drenched entrance.
I whimpered
in annoyance
as he moved to
my
other
leg
instead of kissing my
opening
, and I felt the pressure and anticipation build
up inside me
as his tongue
slowly
travelled upwards
along my thigh
, finally r
eaching the
other
side of my entrance.
At last,
he lifted his mouth and I felt his tongue gently flick against my
throbbing
, swollen lips
.
I
moaned
as he started licking up and down with more pressure, his tongue insistent and entering inside me, making me moan and clench and unclench as my juices seeped out.
I felt his tongue move upwards to my engorged nub, and as he wrapped his lips tightly around it, I felt two fingers thrust inside me roughly. I groaned and whimpered as Brad sucked on my nub and licked me insistently, his fingers
grabbing inside
me roughly.
I clenched down on his fingers as they
slammed
into me, while his mouth sucked me harder and harder. The dual sensation made it impossible to think straight as I felt myself blanking out. The pressure
inside
me
grew stronger and stronger
until
I finally felt it roll over me,
the waves of the climax bringing me sweet relief as the world faded around me.
I had no recollection of the next few minutes, but when I opened my eyes, Brad was lying beside me, propped up on one arm, lazily licking the fingers on his other hand.
"You taste as good as you look," he murmured, his eyes
moving
down from mine and travelling along my exposed, spent body.
When I blushed and pulled the robe around me, Brad
laughed softly
, leaning over me and kissing me. I could taste myself in his mouth, a strange
flavor
like salted honey. I moaned, trying to remember what had happened, as Brad slowly got up and went downstairs.
After I managed to get up
, we
ordered room service
for lunch
and wolfed down our food in the dining
room
. While Brad sipped a black coffee, I changed back into the clothes I wore on the flight, found some makeup in my handbag
,
and stroked
on
some
eyeliner and mascara
.
Once I thought I looked presentable enough, we headed out.
Our first stop was a discreet lingerie boutique. Brad waited in the sitting area while I got fitted - it turned out I'd been wearing the wrong size bra for year
s! The saleslady made me try on one
in what she claimed was my size, and I was amazed as my breasts suddenly looked more perky and attractive.
I got dressed again, and I saw Brad exchange a few words with the lady who'd fitted me. Together, they started picking out all kinds of items
.