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at me with a blank expression. “What? Did you
trip or something?” I tried to shoot him a dirty look, but couldn’t hide my
smile. We both left giggling and walked to the car, hand in hand.
    Once we were back in our suite, I
asked Tyler to grab us some drinks out of the mini fridge while I drew us a hot
bath. We had brought some alcohol with us – partly because we wanted to just
relax together, and not have to deal with the hustle and bustle of a bar - but
also partly because we are cheap. I mean, we had already dropped a lot of money
on dinner and the hotel, might as well drink for free. I’ve always been a
lightweight when it comes to drinking; a couple strong cocktails and it’s game
over. So, that night we had opted for wine coolers. He brought four into the
bedroom, and placed two on either end of the basin. We undressed and stepped in
unison into the tub. The water was extremely hot, so we had to ease ourselves
down into it. We each twisted open a bottle and sipped in comfortable silence. It
was the most relaxing moment we had shared in a long while. As I finished the
last drop of liquid, a pleasant tingling had settled in my legs. I cracked open
my second bottle and downed the fluid in a few big swigs. For some reason, my
inhibitions had seemed to have left me. I wanted to pounce him, to take him
hard right then and there. I planted my feet to the bottom of the tub and
lunged at him. My world spun. I fell into him, bracing myself with my palms to his
chest. It took me a moment to fully focus on his face. There was no way, with
this mix of alcohol in my system and surrounding heat making me dizzy, that I
was going to be able to play out my dirty little fantasy.  Instead, my hand
drifted to the wall of the tub and landed on a small, tightly wrapped bar of
soap. I clumsily ripped at the paper for what seemed like forever. Once it was
finally free, I touched the soap to Tyler’s skin, and I washed him. It was a
surprisingly sensual experience. I never moved my eyes from his; I didn’t need
to, I knew his body better than my own. I moved my hand along entirely by
memory. I moved in small circles over his shoulders and chest. I dipped below
the surface of the water to cleanse his stomach and hips. Even as I rubbed
along his thighs, the back of my hand brushing his enlarging cock, it was a
touch of intimacy and indulgence. I set the soap back on the ledge and dipped
cupped hands into the water. I poured the liquid over his chest and ran my
hands all over his body to rinse him. He pulled me into a long, stirring kiss.
Our tongues snaked together, sending blood rushing to my head, and dizzying me
all over again. I reluctantly pushed away. I put a hand on each side of him and
slowly raised myself to standing. I took a deep breath before climbing
carefully out onto the floor. I dried myself off and held a hand out to him. He
joined me on the carpet and I grabbed another towel and began dabbing the water
off of his upper body. I was feeling much more clear headed now, and could
change positions more easily. I dropped to my knees to dry his pelvis, then
down one leg and up the other. I stood once more and threw the towel behind
him. I pressed my stomach to his, and raised myself to his ear. “Tell me what
you want. Anything.”  
    He looked down at me, trying to
process all the thoughts racing through his mind. He wet his lips and said
simply, “Get on the bed.”
    I crawled to the middle of the bed
and started to roll over, when I heard his voice booming behind me. “No. Stay
just like that, on your hands and knees.” I complied and waited for him to come
to me. After a few moments, I peeked over my shoulder to see what was keeping
him. He stood there, only staring. He studied the expanse of my body, his cock
firm and ready, and his mind calculating his next moves. Finally, he climbed up
behind me, with his knees between mine. His hands grasped me around my hips,
coasted up to my ribcage and back down, coming to a