**Sexual Content**
-Reed-

I didn't feel like returning to my room after my last new product meeting. Kraft is trying to get their new product, which is part of the cream cheese division called Smooth As Silk, picked up by this large grocery chain. It's supposed to spread and mix into your recipes easily. I brought bagels to allow the buyer to taste test the product. It went well. They loved it. All that needs to happen now is to get the contract signed.

I had seen a bar down the block from my hotel when I checked in. I leave my suit jacket and tie in my car and unbutton a few buttons down my crisp white shirt. When I enter Max's Taphouse, I look towards the bar. It's packed. I'm just about ready to give up finding a seat when I see an empty one near the end of the bar. What I didn't notice until I got closer was a stunning brunette with long curly hair. I usually go for blondes, but there's something about her that intrigues me. I quickly walk over to her wanting to grab the seat before someone else beats me to it. She's looking down at her phone.

"Excuse me. Is this seat taken?"

She looks up from her phone. When I said that she was stunning, it was a fucking understatement. She is drop-dead gorgeous. Her alabaster skin is flawless. I have a strong desire to place my hand along her rosy cheek to feel if her skin is as soft as it looks. I can't keep my eyes off of her painted honey beige full lips. Ordinarily, I go for bright red lips and blue eyes, but I could seriously get lost in her deep brown eyes. When I realize that we are staring at each other, I raise my eyebrows, looking for an answer. She blushes, making her already rosy cheeks a dark crimson.

"Um...no," she stutters adorably.

"No?" I ask.

She looks flustered. "I mean, no, the seat is available."

"Do you mind?" I move my hand towards the empty chair.

She smiles, and my heart skips a beat. "Please, sit."

We introduce ourselves and talk about our work. Cheryl owns her own Interior Designer business; I'm impressed. She was to be meeting her partner here tonight, but she was a no-show as luck would have it. Cheryl takes a sip from her cocktail that I purchased for her. She places her pouty lips around her straw, and I can feel my cock twitch.

Damn! "Lucky straw!"

She blushes, and I have to adjust myself. It's not a typical night for a woman and me. We enjoy the rest of the evening. I'm surprised at how much we have to talk about with each other. Before I know it, the bartender is calling the last call.

I look right into her beautiful eyes. "I don't want the evening to end."

I see her thinking through what I just said to her.

"Where to?" She replied, and my cock begins to stand at attention with just the thought of having her.

I'm pleasantly surprised and want to get the hell out of there before she changes her mind. I throw money on the bar and take her hand. We are almost out of the door when the bartender stops her. He calls her over, and it pisses me off. Of course, I don't show her my true feelings. What I want to do is kick his ass. A few moments later, she returns.

"Everything okay?" I ask.

She gives me a cute smirk. "Kenny is just worried that you are a serial killer or something."

We both laugh, but deep down, I decided that maybe I need to stop by here later and show that asshole what a serial killer is.

We make a short walk to my hotel. Even though the bartender is in the back of my mind, Cheryl has a way of demanding my attention. She takes my mind off of him, and it's now entirely on her. I can't get up to my room fast enough. I'm not usually one for kissing. Mainly because I don't like to get close up and personal with my conquests, but Cheryl is different. Kissing her is all that I can think about now. When we get on the elevator, I place my hands on her waist and pull her to me.

"I want to kiss your plump, luscious lips," I confess.

Her breath hitches for just a moment before she gives me the green light, "What's stopping you?"

I don't waste any time. I can no longer resist this deep desire that I have for this woman. I press my lips on hers, and my cock went from being semi-hard to brick-hard in a matter of seconds. I kiss her gently, and she slightly opens her mouth. That is all the invitation that I needed to plunge my tongue into her waiting mouth. I deepen the kiss and pull her so close to me that I can feel every breath she takes as her breasts heave against my chest. Her taste is more intoxicating than any of the alcohol that I have consumed this evening. Her body conforms to mine; we fit together perfectly.

I place a hand deep into her soft curls and kiss her hard. The elevator door opens, and I guide her to my room. I refuse to let her lips go as I reach into my pocket with my free hand to unlock the only thing between me and devouring this woman. I want to get to know every inch of her incredible body. Once we are inside and the door closes, I pull her dress up over her head. She expertly opens my shirt buttons. I shrug off the shirt as she works on getting my pants off of me. Between her frantic kisses and undressing me, I unhook her bra. She lets it fall to the floor as she takes both my pants and boxers down over my hips and legs, freeing my hardness to spring free.

"Damn!" Her eyes go wide, obviously impressed with what is before her.

I step out of my pants and boxers. Cheryl is kneeling on the floor beside the bed and looks up at me with her dark eyes full of lust for me. I honestly don't think that I've ever had any woman turn me on like this. I'm always the one in control, always, but something about her makes me want to give her power over me. She's a mystery that I want to solve so badly, it hurts. Without warning, she takes my cock into that sweet tasting mouth of hers, and I almost lose my load right there and then. She pumps me in and out of her mouth fast and furiously while simultaneously swirling her tongue around every last inch of me. I look down at this woman and wonder if love at first sight is a real thing. My hand goes to the back of her head. I don't push it hard onto my cock like I usually would because this girl is already working it hard. All I want to do is feel her head slamming relentlessly against me till I can't take it anymore. I don't even warn her as I shoot my load hard into her blessed mouth.

Impressing me further, she takes it all and swallows every single drop. "Holy shit... ahhhhh... fuuuccckkk!"

She looks up at me, licking her lips like she just ate a fucking gourmet meal. Her innocent smile sends blood to my cock once again. I lean over and pull her up from the floor. I gently place her on the bed. I don't even know who I am. I like it hard and rough. I never care if the woman that I'm with has a good time or not. She is there to tame. However, with Cheryl, I want her to feel good, take care of her, and give her the pleasure that she deserves from making me orgasm harder than I ever had with a blow job. I start at her feet and kiss slowly and with purpose up both calves and thighs. As I go, I am amazed at how soft and smooth her skin is.

"Mmmm," she moans.

I smile to myself when I hear her moan, knowing that I am accomplishing my goal. I continue my assault of tender butterfly kisses till I reach her soaking center. I place my face over her center and breathe in the scent of her arousal. She lifts her hips to meet my up face.

I bury myself into her. "Incredible," I mumbled.

"Please!" she begs me for release, but I want to get to know every inch of her first. I place my fingers under her panties, and she's dripping wet. I immerse two fingers into her.

"God! Yes!" she encourages me.

She moves her hips with the rhythm of my fingers. When I feel that she is getting close, I quickly pull out of her.

"Ahhh... Nooo!!" she screams.

I chuckle at the effect that I am having on her as I sweetly torture her. I place my thumbs into the side of her silk panties and pull them off of her. I lightly touch her skin as I make my way back up, giving her goosebumps. I stop at her center and decide to give in to her before exploring more of her body. I spread her legs as wide apart as they can go. She does not resist me as others have. She lets me in, and I can no longer wait to taste her essence. I separate her lips with one hand while I push my two fingers in as far into her as they will go. The sound her juices makes as my fingers drive into her is like music to my ears. I lean in and lightly slip my tongue up and down her swollen clit. The combination of my quick fingers and slow tongue is more than she can take. I feel her begin to pulse against my finger, and I lap up every drop of her orgasm.

"OH MY FUCKING ... GAAAA!" she yells.

I don't stop till she has fully come down from her pleasure. While she's still recovering, I continue to make my way up her delicious body. I stop at her full breasts and take my sweet time squeezing, kneading, and palming them as I switch from nipple to nipple, sucking, nibbling, and lightly pinching them. I work my way up her neck until I finally have possession of her lips.

"Please, Reed, I need you so bad. Please, fuck me," she begs.

"Mmhmm. I got you, Baby," I promise her.

I lean over the bed to grab a condom from my pants pocket, tear it open, and unroll it on my rigid length. I place my tip at Cheryl's wet center and plummet my stiff cock into her hard. Our bodies smack together. She matches me push to shove.

"Ohhhh..." I feel her climax building.

I pull out momentarily and flip her ass up. She goes right into position like she is reading my fucking mind. Her ass is high, and her breasts are flat against the mattress. She does not hesitate to reach her hand back and begins swirling her delicate finger over her clit. She works herself hard. She's so slick that I slide into her easily. Our pace picks up and does not slow until we are both convulsing in absolute pleasure. She collapses beneath me, and I lay on top of her, but I use my arms to hold my weight so that I do not crush her precious body. I am addicted to her body. I must have her over and over again for the rest of my fucking life!

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