A Night Of Bliss

VENESSA'S POV

I single hotel room that costs twenty thousand dollars to sleep a night. One would think that it is made of pure gold and there would be a choir of angels to entertain us.

There are other lavish stuff though. Like the monstrous bed that has pure silk covers. The customised minibar with premium drinks, the hot tub in the next room and the free dinner that will be arriving in three hours. 

For some reason everyone appears to regard my escort like a small god. It appears he is popular, but not a celebrity I have heard of. In a city like this only one thing could be a source of fame, and that is a great fortune. He must be filthy rich. I have an urge to take a photo of this magnificent room and his shirtless, muscular body and send the image to my cheating husband. Would he regret his betrayal? I doubt it. And it would be unpleasant to involve a stranger in my personal troubles. 

My rich escort has a pleasant smile on his pretty face as he pulls me closer to him. He probably can feel how fast my heart is beating, almost tearing my chest. The skin of my face and throat is hot when he leans over and kisses me gently on the forehead, then on my cheeks and lightly on my lips. I feel all the fear and doubt vanish as if every kiss sucked it away.

He sticks his tounge in my mouth and I suck on it lightly. He wraps his hand tighter behind me while deepening our kiss. He presses his body against mine with a strength of a tank and I feel an expansion building up on his pants as he continues to rub himself against me. 

I am running out of breathe. He suddenly pulls back from the kiss and stares into my eyes. "Tell me, would you like me to be more gentle?" he asks. 

I do not want a night less exciting than he is offering to give. My husband has never attempted to be even half as fulfilling. I want to remember this night and feel proud when my life is at it's worst.

"Just don't break my back," I say and he chuckles.

"Then I will shatter all walls of insecurities that your uncaring husband made you build," he whispers in the sweetest of tones.

He tightens his hold on my slender waist while nibbling the tender fresh of my neck. I feel a rush of excitement rush through my spine. 

I slip my hands in his pants and playfully stroke his massive manhood, feeling every inch of it. His eyes close and he breathes harder, but he doesn't stop kissing my neck.

His right hand slips upwards and he unzips my dress. He pulls the fabric downwards slowly while his lips follow, now kissing and nibbling on the skin of my full bossom. He takes my left nipple into his mouth, his front teeth gently biting it while the tip of his tongue teases it's sensitive surface. I inhale sharply as my core throbs with a pleasurable sensation.

He runs his finger tips down my crease, going lower into my womanhood. He starts rubbing my tender folds softly while dipping a finger inside me simultaneously. My breathing gets labored as he increases the pace and I can feel myself flying away. 

He pulls out his fingers, sniffs and licks my juices off them. "You taste better than the best of wines," he compliments.

A spark of pleasure cascades over me as he spreads my legs and burries his face between them. 

I can feel every strand of hair in my head, like I have been electrocuted.

He stops to pull down his pants then kisses me passionately as he teases my entrance with his massive manhood.

We make love for hours and he makes it feel like I am experiencing it for the first time. I feel bits of those little colors floating up inside me as he slips in, out and back again. 

He holds my waist like have a life depends on it he kisses me deeper, stopping my moans. 

I feel a burst of pleasure building up inside me to levels I have never managed to contain before. My brain curls up like wilted leaves as I wrap my legs tightly around him, wanting him to stay deep -deeper inside me.

His strokes pick up speed, making my world rock to the rhythm of his movements. The orgasm hits me like a blast of sensations that sends my mind floating in outer space.