Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 529(@200wpm)___ 423(@250wpm)___ 352(@300wpm)
I laugh, scooping her into my arms. The sign falls away as we kiss passionately, not caring who is around to see. “I’m not an attorney yet,” I tell her.
“I’m sure you passed,” she insists.
“Where’s my driver?” I ask.
“I gave him the day off,” Sofia says with a grin.
“You can’t do that,” I object. “What did he say?”
“He turned bright red when I told him what I have in mind,” she teases.
I like the sound of that. Placing my hand on the small of her back, I walk her to the driver’s seat. “What exactly do you have in mind?”
She pulls a key card out of her pocket and waves it provocatively in front of me. “I got us a room at the Econo Hotel.”
I have to laugh, considering that the Econo Hotel isn’t exactly up to my father’s high standards. It’s your typical pay-by-the-hour place on the highway, and I only know about it because I’ve taken a few meetings there. Not sex, only regular business meetings. It’s the kind of place you can go to shut the door for a while and where no one asks too many questions.
“Living large,” I say with a smirk.
“Indeed,” she agrees.
She hops into the driver’s seat, and I walk around to the passenger side. It takes us ten minutes to reach the hotel and only two minutes to find the room. There’s no central corridor; every room opens directly onto the sidewalk. Sofia reads the faded numbers on the doors until she comes to the one she rented. Swiping the key card, she lets us in, and it’s all a blur from there.
I take her in my arms. Certain parts of my chest still feel tender from the beating I took in her old apartment. We haven’t been back there, even though the police told us it was safe. Sofia hired a bunch of college kids off the internet to go in and pack up all her stuff. She threw most of the furniture away and only kept her clothes and personal items. But I haven’t even seen those recently. She rented a storage place where she could dump things and forget about them. I suspect it will be a long time before she’s finally able to look at the remnants of that fateful day.
We’ve been living in my place, which has a fully functional bedroom. I’m not sure why she felt it was important to get a hotel room. Only now that I’m here, it feels dirty and secretive, two ingredients that heighten my need for her.
I tug her shirt off, kissing her fiercely as I go. She does the same for me, and now we’re both naked from the waist up. I slide my fingers beneath her bra straps and drag them down her arms, exposing her shoulders to my touch. I must hand it to her, taking a detour to make love in a seedy hotel room is the perfect celebration for a job well done.
We fall onto the bed, both wincing at the creak of old springs. I’m trying not to think about the last person who used this room, but Sofia makes it easy for me. She arches her back to unlatch her bra, dangling it precariously over the edge of the bed.
I feast my eyes on her chest, trying to decide which attraction to play with first. I cup one breast in one hand and lower my mouth to the other. She’s perfectly proportioned and sweeter than a thousand candy canes. I lick her all over until we’re both fired up and forced to remove our pants.
There’s a change slot near the bed, and that gives me a great idea. I take a break from my task for half a moment to feed quarters into the machine. Cranking the knob, the bed begins to vibrate. We hop on board and fall into each other’s arms, rolling until we reach the end of the mattress. I nearly fall off and we have to restructure ourselves to capitalize on the added movement.
I’m not sure if it’s erotic or simply strange, but all thoughts of the mattress dissolve as soon as Sofia removes her panties. I slide myself into her and find that the vibration really is worth a dollar. It takes me to a whole new realm of pleasure because with each jolt from the mattress, my dick hits her inner walls. I’m showered with delight as I try to match the rhythm. It’s moving too quickly for me to keep up.
Sofia hooks one leg around my ass and flips me over, keeping me lodged inside the entire time. She takes a turn trying to capitalize on the vibrations until the clock runs out and the bed returns to its resting state.
By now, we’re too far into our conquest to notice. She takes me deeply, grinding her hips down on top of mine. I flip her over and throw her right leg over my shoulder, causing her to split at the center. This gives me the perfect angle from which to fuck her, digging my cock deeper each time.