Sabrina wandered in the area of the hotel, but did not go in. She did not know if she was going to see Drew—he gave her his card like she was going to seek him out. She had no intention of doing so…
…except there she was wandering outside like a prostitute. The prostitute that he had insinuated that she was when he pounded her in his hotel room like she was a stranger, when she thought that he must have know who she was.
She was caught up in these thoughts, when she walked right into him. He looked at her with the dark eyes that he looked at her with the last time they were together, and he held her now in the street because she almost lost her footing.
There was no conversation between them. Her being there was an admission that she wanted what had happened between then again. He took her hand like she was a girlfriend, like she was Sasha Grey or Riley Keough in The Girlfriend Experience. She had recollected her balance, and walked confidently in her high heels.
It was practically a routine that they had gotten down pat, after only the one time together. She put on the wig, and bent over the mattress after she pulled up her dress.
No underwear.
This was where the variation began. He caressed her ass for along time, before she heard him unbuckle his belt. He let the cool buckle of the belt rub up and down her ass, along the divide. She was so wet she was afraid that Drew could see, and would scorn her. If he did, he did not say a word as he spanked her with the belt and she tried to hide that she came immediately. She was that needy for the sensation—any sensation—and when he slipped inside her both of them groaned desperately with their need to be consumed by sensation.
Drew held her, spooned her over the bed, and would not let her go. Sabina needed that, she needed to feel him hold her and pull her close to him. After there was enough of that—well enough for her—she pulled down her dress and walked out of his hotel room. She did not want to linger with him for another second.
Between her legs held all of the evidence, as Sabrina strutted through and out of the hotel back into the sun like a spotlight on her.
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Oh you’re good. You’ve left me with SO many questions.
i do it all for you, gotta leave some mystery though!😛
How deliciously naughty! Loved it! 😉
thank you! means so much that you loved it!!!😘😘😘
Looks like Sabrina found what she was looking for in the end…and on her end. A very sexy read.
oooh you are good with words, i like your turn of phrase, and thank you so much!!!