A need for an adventure! (OPEN: PM FIRST)

She didn't make a comment on their dancing because there wasn't much to talk about. It was awkward how he had pulled her suddenly and danced for barely a song. Though, she was ready to give me that dance earlier when they were sitting at the bar and chatting. He was the one who insisted that he was tired and would like to leave after exchanging their luggage.

To her, he was just confusing. She couldn't tell what he wanted or what he was thinking. She had no idea that he was forming opinions about her and how she'd be the person who was always in charge and liked to relinquish that. If that was the truth, she certainly wasn't aware of it as she was never in such a position. She was always in charge, all the time.

She looked over her shoulders as he whistled the moment the door opened into her suite, offering an image of a much luxurious place than his. The large glass windows would give them a view of the outside, everything covered in plain white snow. Though, it was dark and not much could be seen unless one were to walk up to the windows.

She brought his bag forward and chuckled, watching him continued to walk further inside the suite. She wasn't going to kick him out. According to her, he was in hurry so she hurried with his bag, allowing him enough time to head back home since it was bad out there. She was sure he would like to cozy up in his bed and call it a night. "Ahh, it's only temporary. You did? You didn't have to." She said and smiled, pushing her blonde strands out of her face, "Thank you....for everything and the wine too."

She said as she extended her hand for a shake, letting him take it but never expecting him to be rude. At first, she did find it was rude as he snuck it onto her. A shake turned into a pull that brought her slim frame to fly across and over to him. Before she knew, she found herself pushed against the wall as he pulled her hand over her head, her other hand raised to set on his torso to stop him from doing anything silly.

Her hand on his torso slowly dragged down to his tummy, "W...what are you doing?" She asked him politely and not outright be rude in the way she asked him. She felt his leg being locked between her legs, locking her in that position. Her body froze in that moment, trying to push some sense into him, "Look, whatever you are thinking...it's wrong. I am married so just back off and we will assume this never happened." She spoke with grace and her eyes widen when told her about a kiss.

Her eyes rolled, "But, that's not something I promised." She said and scoffed, giving her that BITCH face look. She found her head being locked when he cupped her chin, eyes widening at the view of him leaning forward to press his lips against her soft pair. He pushed to clarify one thing...that her efforts won't help her and she could see that.

She was not able to move tiny bit against his tall frame as he seemed so much powerful than herself. There was no competition as he was opposite of everything that she was; fragile, soft, doll like, Petite and little weak in comparison to him. It was then, she realized that there was no point in putting up a fight. He was already kissing her and if he did want just a kiss, she would let him. She didn't have to kiss him back. She didn't try and fight it as his lips suckled hers into a much more passionate kiss, her eyes widening when she felt his tongue entering her sweet mouth. Her free hand gripped the shirt, softly pushing him but not fully just yet as she felt his tongue explore her mouth. In that moment, she noticed the last and desire he had for her. She had always felt it but knew that he wouldn't do anything silly since he knew she was taken, like any other men. She finally moved her head aside, breaking the kiss, "There...you have your kiss. You can leave now?" She said almost as if asking him as he was lost a little into that kiss.
 
Jack continues with another lust-filled kiss

Just before he kissed her, he heard her announce that the kiss was not something she promised. It really didn't matter to him, seeing the look of a bitch in her eyes. He was the one who braved the severe weather to return her precious luggage. The least she could do was give him a proper kiss.

Jack felt her resist his kiss but he also knew he was stronger than her and any resistance on her part was futile. The kiss he gave her was not rewarded with a return kiss. Instead she was acting like a plastic doll, standing rigid, not returning his kiss. But that was alright with him for the moment. Though his tongue slipped between her lips, she was firm in her resolve not to let it go deeper into her mouth nor was she allowing her own tongue to seek any pleasure.

He felt her hand gripping his shirt but he knew she couldn't push him away if she wanted. When the kiss ended, he looked at her steely facial expression and smiled when she told him he had gotten his kiss and he could leave. Seeing a small flicker in her eyes, Jack moved back just a little so she wasn't pressed against the wall.

"You call that a kiss. It was more like kissing a cold fish. I risked my life to bring you back your luggage and all you can give me is a cold kiss. Maybe you don't know how to kiss properly where you come from," he said baiting her with his taunt.

His gaze searched her face and then glanced down to her breasts before returning to look her square in the eye. "Such a beautiful woman like you and that is the best you can do." He chuckled as he cupped her chin again and his lips moved closer to hers. "Maybe you need more practice and don't play that husband shit on me honey. Let's see if you can give a proper thank you." His lips covered hers again, feeling the resistance once more. He was not planning to give up that easily as he pressed his firmly against hers.
 
She didn’t mean to be a bitch to him but it was the truth. She had not promised him a kiss of any sort. He’d assumed that she would, perhaps, that is what drove him to make this trip. He indeed had an ulterior motive behind this and she had turned a blind sight towards it because she thought it was a menial thing. Them flirting, it was mostly him, was just harmless. She might as well give the bell boy a kiss should he help her with her luggage and many other men around whom her life revolves. That was a wrong understand of him to think that he’d get a kiss just for bringing her her luggage.

Resistance would be anyone woman’s first reaction to a stranger liplocking. She was still trying to register what was happening and hadn’t estimated him to be making such a bold move. Words were okay but it was actions that made a lot of difference. He telling her he wanted a kiss didn’t seem harmless and she’d laugh it off but he stealing one was much different.

This was a little hard because she never had to come across someone so adamant. He was adamant about the kiss that seemed so childish. When the kiss ended, she gave him a look as he took a step back. Though, she didn’t move at all from against the wall as she listened to him. She chuckled as he called that kissing a cold fish.

She shrugged her shoulders at him, “Maybe…I don’t. Perhaps, you don’t know how to kiss passionately enough.” She made a bold statement, knowing he was just trying to escalate her behavior to make her act. She was no fool. She was a businesswoman. “Practice? You’re going to teach me? How to not kiss like a cold fish?” She scoffed, “Perhaps, you don’t know how to kiss a woman to make her lose herself in it. Hey…just saying what I see.” She said and waved her hand down, letting them fall freely on her thighs.
 
Jack ups te ante

Just as his lips met hers, he heard her tell him that maybe she didn't know how to kiss and that maybe he didn't know how to kiss passionately enough. He pulled back and looked into her eyes, seeing the same steely defiance from the first kiss.

And then she added in a sarcastic tone, questioning him that he was going to teach her and that maybe he didn't know how to kiss a woman to lose herself in the kiss. He let her hand free from above her head and saw it fall between them. She was baiting him, but it was clear she was not backing off, yelling for the cops. Most men would have given up by her standoffish attitude. And Jack may have been satisfied if she responded to his kiss but he thought of how she used the husband and marriage card whenever it suited her. Jack was now more determined. It was like a chess match with this woman and he was sure she liked to play one-upmanship in business and in her relationships.

"It's not what you are supposed to see Danielle. It's what you are supposed to feel inside," he said in reply to her taunting words. "But maybe you're right. Maybe I'm not pushing all the right buttons."

The hand that previously held her wrist above her head, slid down the wall and grabbed a hunk of her hair while his other hand slipped into her armpit. With a mischievous chuckle, he lifted and twisted her body, pushing her back onto the bed. He saw the surprise on her face, her arms flying out to the side to cushion her fall when she landed on the soft mattress with him on top of her.

Quickly grabbing her arms, he pulled them above her head and held them easily with one of his large hands. Pressing his body against hers, he smiled, his free hand coming to rest on one nice sized breast. Leaning down toward her, he saw her head turn away and he kissed her neck. "Turn your head all you want. When you're ready for that kiss you can turn your head," he whispered.

His hand began kneading her breast, feeling the nipple under the material harden. "Yea, maybe I need to start somewhere else to get that motor of yours running," he chuckled kissing her ear and then nibbling on the earlobe.
 
All the talking was sort of distracting her and in a way, it was a good thing that he was a talker. Of course, it was bad for him because he couldn’t just do what he was doing and instead, he needed to speak to her. The conversation actually kept her grounded and made sure she didn’t lose control of herself and then he was complaining how he needed to get her motor running.

She found him struggling to make an impact on her and all she saw was him failing. It was true, that any other men would have left her by now, being offended by her behavior. Though, he was still here and that made her wonder why he was hell-bent on putting up with her. She scoffed and let her hands fall freely to her sides, “Well, to tell you the truth, I am not feeling anything inside. Sorry to burst your bubble.”

She wondered how he was going to react further to her remarks, especially the one where she said he wasn’t pushing all the right buttons since he didn’t know any better. It was then, she felt him let go off her hair and then slid his hands into her armpit as if she was some tiny girl. Despite being womanly, he carried her with much ease as he threw her onto the bed and she bounced onto the bed before settling down. She gasped, “I could have gotten hurt you ass!” She spoke angrily, batting her eyes at him.

She could only move back just a little in her bed when she found him quickly grabbing her arms and pull them above her head, locking them into a position there. She couldn’t help but squirm her body when he moved one of his hands to cup her breasts through her material. Watching him lean down, she couldn’t help but turn her head away, feeling him kiss her neck and then make a sly comment about her actions.

Her hands twisted and turned to break out of his grasp but she failed, realizing he was much more stronger than her. She didn’t want to use her marriage as an excuse now that he seemed to care less about it. She looked up into his eyes, “Okay…you may have proven yourself. You can stop now…” She said as she felt a little threatened by his behavior. It was obvious that she would never be able to break free from his grip and she feared if he might just rape her. Though, he seemed very professional to pull off a stunt like that.
 
Jack continues his approach

As he kissed her earlobe, her words about being hurt crossed his mind. She had some anger in her voice but she also batted her eyes playfully at him. The movement of her face away from his kiss was totally expected and in the short time he knew her, he knew she would turn away. He took in her smell as his lips caressed the softness of her earlobe and then her neck.

A smile formed on his face when she squirmed under him as he massaged her breast When she spoke about proving himself and he could stop what he was doing, he chuckled. He didn't have to prove his point as far as he was concerned. He was enjoying the game of one-upmanship and in a crazy sort of way, so was she.

He didn't respond to her comment, instead he continued to kiss her neck. His lips found her exposed cheek, giving it light brushes with his lips and sliding slowly to her ear, blowing soft warm air into it while flicking his tongue around the earlobe. As far as he was concerned the weather had taken a turn for the worse so he was in no hurry to leave. Hell after tonight he probably would never see her again.

Jack rose up on his knees as if he was resigned to letting her go. He knew from massaging her breast and dancing with her, there were no buttons or zippers on the jumper outfit. When he let one hand free, he smiled down at Danielle as if to silently tell her he was done. There was no need for words now as anything he said seemed to incite her to make rude comments. As her arm swung down, he quickly grabbed the jumper by the shoulder and pulled it down over her arm, capturing it against her.

Moving quickly he sat on her and let the other arm go, doing the same maneuver and then moved his knees against them, pinning them to her sides. She struggled pull up the jumper as he gazed down at her breasts covered by a thin white lace bra.

He knew she would say some comment to berate him, but he didn't care what she said. His hands moved to cover both breast, massaging the twin peaks and then he pushed the bra up to reveal her lovely breasts topped off with a rigged nipple. He waited for the barrage of comments as his fingers slid over the soft flesh and then he pinched each nipple.
 
She couldn’t help but squirm beneath him in attempt to get away from him. He wasn’t doing much to help him in his case of wooing her. Though, he was fully in charge of her and the situation in that moment. Her harsh words would have made any self-respected man to walk away but him…he was made of something different.

The fact that he wouldn’t budge, she knew it would take all her strength to make him leave her along but that had proved to be a failure because she had learned that he was way stronger than she was. Finding his lips nibble on her ear lobe before he moved to her slender neck and then he continued to caress her soft skin with trails of wet kisses.

Something about this picture was so forceful as well as gentle. Holding her down with all his strength while placing soft kisses back up her neck to her cheek and then to her ear where he blew some warm air to make everything extra bit sensitive for her. When his tongue flicked the inner lobe, she couldn’t help but nudge him with her head, trying to make him stop tickling her with his administrations.

When he took a pause, she was led to believe that he was finally done and going to leave her alone. Having a piece of her, he seemed content as he just rose up to his knees and pulled his hands off her breasts. She finally brought her hands down to probably place them on his thighs to make him get up, just then, he managed to trick her again by pulling on the shoulder strap of her jumper, one after another as he managed to pull the top part of her jumper down to a level below her breasts. She gasped as she struggled a little, laying there in her exposed bra that covered her pert breasts in the cups of her bra.

He watched him look down at her body as if she was some prey and he, a predator. Noticing how his hands moved to cover both of her breasts as he played with her swells and then pinched her nipples, making her gasp in shock at first. Quickly taking notice of her hardened nipples, she couldn’t help but feel the heat on her breasts from being toyed with, she was out of words at this moment. Though, she still didn’t feel like he was raping her….was he really? Or she was feeling tiny bit of pleasure in being so helpless?
 
Jack was surprised when he didn’t hear Danielle berate him or try to pull away as he fondled her breasts. He knew it would be a bit difficult for her to try and get away since her arms were pinned against her sides by his knees and her jumper. She was watching him like a hawk and Jack could see her eyes drifting from his face to his hands, seeing his fingers slide over the soft white skin. He couldn’t tell what she was thinking but he noted that while she initially resisted when he pulled her jumper straps down to her elbows, now she was quiet. With her arms pinned to her sides, it gave him the freedom to tease her nipples and massage her breasts at his leisure.

One thought crossed his mind as he looked down into her eyes. If she truly didn’t like what he was doing, she would have by now like any normal woman start screaming her head off and fighting more than she was. Her silence bolstered his belief that she liked him touching her in this way and maybe she liked to be constrained. He thought of other ways to achieve that but right now his confidence grew as he ran his fingers of one hand up to her cheek, seeing her head turn away while the other hand took turns massaging each succulent breast.

There was no need for words yet and he sensed she liked the feel of his hands on her. Maybe she didn’t like his kisses but that could change too. Running his fingers lightly over her cheek, they slid slowly over her chin and then down her neck to rejoin his other hand, massaging each swell of her breasts.

Jack detected a slight rise in her breathing as he held both breasts. Starting at the bottom, he squeezed and twisted them working his way up to her erect nipples. Capturing each nipple, he pulled them outward until they could not be extended any longer without causing pain. Letting them go, he watched how they bounced seductively up and down before they came to rest. He smiled down at her as one hand moved sideways and then quickly struck a soft blow to the side of the breast, creating a slapping noise. Jack saw her eyes open a bit wider and before she could speak, he drew back his other hand, slapping at the jiggling mound of flesh.

Whether she was going to say anything of not was not a concern of his. He quickly moved to bend over, kissing the valley between the mounds and then kissing his way upwards until he found a ripe nipple waiting for him. Flicking his tongue over the tip, he then drew it into his mouth, his teeth clamping down softly while waiting to hear if she enjoyed it. He knew that soon her arms would be freed but right now it didn’t matter because with her arms captured, she was in no position to stop him from teasing her tits with his mouth and tongue.
 
Something was wrong. As Jack kissed and suckled each breast, he noticed her body stiff as a board, not a muscle moving. The rise and fall of her breathing stopped as if she were holding her breath, not wanting to make any move either to encourage or discourage him.

While her arms were pinned to her side by his knees, it would have been easy for her to wiggle and free them. But instead she remained motionless and Jack got the feeling that if she didn't move, he would go away.

Thoughts of their day together in the airport terminal bar and then the mix up of their luggage flowed through his mind. In each scene there was something that seemed to stand out ..... Danielle while mildly flirting with him was not really wanting an affair. He had misread her intentions, realizing now that she was just a cold, calculating woman who knew she looked great and loved to have men ogle over her. He was surprised that he got as far as he did with her. Maybe she thought she could go through with whatever plan was in her head but now Jack knew she was not at all interested in having an affair. After all how many times did she say she was married?

The way she talked to him in caustic and sarcastic words crashed into his head. He wondered why she didn't try to fight him but that didn't matter now. He knew she would never respond to him the way a woman would who wanted to feel the heat and passion of an affair. No she was stuck in a marriage and he figured she was going to stay true to her husband.

Getting up onto his knees, he looked into eyes seeing she had no interest of having a sexual affair with him or probably anyone. Climbing out of bed, he straightened his clothes and grabbed the handle of his luggage. Reaching into the side pocket, he pulled out a business card, placing it on the nightstand next to the bed.

"I'm leaving and hope you have a safe flight home," he said walking to the door. There was no need for words as he quickly left her room, taking one last look at the beautiful woman lying on the bed. In the hall, he chuckled as he walked to the elevator thinking of the business card he left on the nightstand. It read:
Jack Adams, Owner and Marketing Consultant
Sensual Pleasures Inc.
Pleasure products-gifts-toys for that someone special

'Too bad she was so wrapped up in her own little world. I'm pretty sure she didn't even bother to look at the sensual products in his luggage. Hell she never asked me what I did,' he thought as the elevator door closed and he thought about his flight home.
 
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