As they made their way into the hotel, which was an ancient home built into a hillside, she stayed close to him and he could smell the sex on her. Their sex. She was tousled and messy and didn’t seem to mind. He knew later she would dress for him, wear something sexy and slightly revealing, something he could imagine taking off of her later, when they were alone. He wanted others to look at her now and realize he had fucked her. He wanted to claim possession of her. She was his girl, no one else’s. She looked up at him and asked what was on his mind. He gently kissed her forehead and held her close “just you” he said as he smiled down at her. Both were content in the moment as they made their way to their room, hand in hand, anticipating all the ways they were going to satisfy one another over the next several days.
They entered a beautiful, large room with dark woods, white linens, bright florals and a balcony stretching the entire length of the suite, overlooking miles of old, small homes built into the hills of the Italian Coast and an endless azure ocean. He swung open the double doors to the balcony and a gentle breeze of humid mediterranean air, smelling sweetly of ocean and antiquity, filled the room. He looked back at her, wondering what she was thinking and realized she had wandered off to find the bathroom.
Their bathroom was large and lovely with a separate glass shower and soaking tub. They both knew they would be spending hours in this bathroom entwined in one another’s limbs. She turned the shower on and beckoned him to come join her. “Another shower, my love?” He came up behind her and turned her towards the mirror. He undressed her slowly. Pulling off her dress and bra and watching her reaction to his touch. Her nipples hardened when exposed to the air and he gently rolled them between his fingers, making them even harder. As he cupped her breast with one hand, the other hand trailed down towards her smoothly waxed pussy. His erection pressed firmly into her ass, her head back on his shoulder. He watched her body quiver with each touch and felt her dripping for him again. He suddenly had an urgent need to fuck her hard. Now was not a time to be gentle.
Dropping his clothes fast, he pulled her into the shower. They barely embraced before her leg was pressed against the opposite wall and her hips raised towards him in anticipation. He entered her, pushed in deep and firm immediately, unwilling to wait any longer. He took her quite roughly. Her scent and flesh had made him this way. He was acting on primal urges now. She gasped loudly at the deep penetration and held tightly to him as he pressed in. His tongue was deep in her mouth, claiming her, possessing her. Liquid desire explodes in her belly and he pounds her against the glass wall of the shower, steam and water indistinguishable from the sweat of their fierce desire.