The tension in the air was palpable as they walked into the hotel. Danny pulled his key card out and gave her a half smile before opening the door and motioning her in. He hooked the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the outside door handle and pushed the U-shaped hotel-style lock into place when the door closed.
He nervously cleared his throat as she stood in between the beds. She was lit only by the lamp on the bedside table. Housekeeping had turned the beds down and placed a small menu card on each pillow for breakfast the next morning. “Um, are you…are you thirsty?” he asked, trying to get a sense for how she was feeling, and if she wanted to continue with the romantic escapade that had begun in the foyer of the convention centre.
She shook her head and took a seat on one of the beds. “Nope. You?”
He closed his lips together, placing his hands in his pockets. “No.” Danny ran his index finger over his upper lip, just below his nose, “Did you…um…did you tell Billy I was coming with you to this shindig?”
Draping her left leg over her right she inadvertently exposed her thigh. “I don’t have to tell my brother everything. I’m a big girl.” she answered softly.
Danny’s eyes went to her legs and he blinked them away, averting his glance to her face, trying to ignore the pull he felt in his belly.
She bent over and patted the bed opposite her. “Come sit.”
He walked over slowly, feeling her gaze on him, and sat down, folding his hands together in front. As he took a deep breath, Paula sat up and placed her hands on his. “Do you think it would be a mistake if we had a one night stand?”
Danny’s brows furrowed as he looked up at her, slightly stunned. “Paula, you’re no one night stand to me. There’s too much history there.”
She swallowed. “Do you think we’ll ruin our friendship if we crossed that line?”
He searched her eyes, unable to come up with a valid answer, and then he blinked, lowering his gaze. “I don’t think I’d ever feel like I didn’t want to be a part of your life, Paula. No matter what happens now or ever, we’ll always be good friends.”
Paula smiled. “Until tonight I only ever thought of you as another brother.”
He met her gaze. “Yeah. Me too.”
She giggled. “Damn. The lady at the dress store should have warned me.”
“You do look beautiful.” he agreed, speaking softly. “It sure gives a man a different perspective.”
Her eyes danced as she searched his gaze. “Do you think if I wasn’t wearing a long, flowing red dress and you a tux that this would never have happened?”
He shrugged. “Hard to say.” his head tipped to the side, trying to read her expression.
The sweet, innocent look on his face was enough to drive her over the edge. “God, don’t look at me with those puppy dog eyes.” she exhaled, blowing a lock of hair away from her face.
“Paula, if you don’t want anything to happen tonight, it won’t.” he encouraged. “I certainly didn’t come here to sleep with you.” he smirked. “It would have been a nice bonus.” he joked.
Paula snorted, pushing him backward on his bed. “You couldn’t handle me in bed anyway.” She said, rising to go to the mini fridge.
Danny ran a hand through his hair as he lay back, drawing in a deep breath. “It’s been so long I probably forgot how to do it anyway.”
“Cry me a river.” she scoffed. “What do you want to drink?” The mini fridge was open, displaying a dozen different miniature-sized bottles of alcohol.
He lifted his head slightly and waved. “I don’t want any of that stuff, Paula, if you want to order us some beers that would suit me fine.”
“Sure. You order while I use the loo.”
The beers arrived and they sat on their respective beds; Paula with her stocking feet crossed at the ankles, sitting against her stacked pillows, and Danny with his shirt unbuttoned at the top; leaning against the headboard.
“So did that woman who stood you up ever call you?” Paula asked, sipping the cold beer.
Danny scoffed. “No. But that’s okay, she wasn’t really my type anyway.” he admitted, “My greasy hands probably scared her off.”
Paula leaned over, inspecting his clean fingers. “How the hell did you get all that shit off?”
“Gloves.” he said, before tipping his head back, spilling beer into his mouth.
“Hm. You recognize your hands without all that stuff?” she poked.
“What about you? Do you recognize your hair without all the curls? What did you do, iron it?”
“Pretty much.” Paula surmised. “I turn back into a pumpkin at midnight though, so don’t worry.”
“You don’t want to head back to the party do you?” Danny offered. “It’s not that late.”
Paula frowned. “Nah. But did you see the party going on downstairs? That chocolate fountain at the entrance made my mouth water.”
“Wanna go crash it? We’re dressed for the occasion.” Danny rose, straightening his pants.
“Sure. I’m starved.” Paula said, following him to the door.
It was an anniversary party for an older Italian couple, around seventy years old. The chocolate fountain, along with various fruits and candies lay spread out on a table just outside the doors to the large room. There were so many people that nobody noticed Paula and Danny stuffing their faces with treats. A young Italian woman came out of the room dressed in a black mini-skirt and gave Danny bedroom eyes.
Paula caught the glance but noticed Danny all but ignoring her. “Nothing to see here.” Paula said, unable to fight a pang of jealousy.
“Oh,” the woman said, covering her mouth. Then she said something in Italian that Paula could only imagine was an apology, and kept walking towards the restrooms.
Danny cleared his throat, “They don’t make ‘em like that here.” he joked, and got the desired rise out of Paula; she hit him on the shoulder, smearing chocolate sauce on his rented shirt. He didn’t seem to care as he continued filling his plate full of goodies.
Suddenly an older gentleman came out of the room and saw the two of them eating. “Come. Come.” he gestured, taking them both by the shoulders into the room despite their mild protests.
“You speak any Italian?” Danny whispered to Paula under his breath.
“No!” she answered, looking at him imploringly.
“I hope you’re a fast learner.” he added as they were led to the dance floor with about twenty other people gyrating to the energetic music.
“You dance and then you eat.” The old man spoke in his thick accent, motioning to the evidently open bar and the buffet table beside it. Droves and droves of delicious-looking Italian dishes lay there steaming and filling the room with glorious scent.
Paula looked at Danny and he shrugged. “We dance and then we eat.” he shouted over the music, mimicking how the old man spoke.
She smiled and began dancing, surprised by how well Danny could move. They danced the fast contemporary song with others their age and younger, and then a slow song played immediately after. Danny was about to offer for them to go get a drink when the old man who led them into the room pushed them together. “Dance. Dance. Fun.” he encouraged.
Paula blushed as the old guy walked to the bar, pushing other couples together with the same orders to dance and have fun. “He’s cute.” she giggled, pulling her arms up on Danny’s shoulders.
“If you like hairy little Italian men.” Danny commented good-naturedly, placing his hands around her waist.
The old man walked past them with a drink in his hand and casually pushed them closer together. Paula giggled as Danny shook his head, scoffing at the little old man who was gently forcing all the couples together and receiving many laughs, especially when he came across an elderly couple and the man, when moved closer to his wife, grabbed her rear.
“Oh my gosh, these people are hilarious.” Paula laughed, suddenly not feeling at all uneasy about being pressed up against Danny. “I guess that’s why Italians have such large families.”
“There must be a dirty old man in every European household.” Danny laughed softly, nestling his head into Paula’s.
The room was roaring with laughter at the old couple dancing with their hands on each other’s rears, prompting the other couples to do the same. Paula snorted, watching the families get such a kick out of the scene. “Do it, do it.” she insisted as the old man passed them again.
Danny gently placed his hands on Paula’s rear while she reciprocated and the old man was impressed. He winked at Danny and said something apparently naughty in Italian, as many of the women squealed and some of the men whistled. “Bacio! Bacio!” and the old man clapped.
Paula lifted a brow. Danny murmured to her. “I think he wants us to kiss.”
She looked at the old man and he puckered his lips, nodding towards Danny. “Bacio.” The old man repeated.
Some of the other couples took the signal and began kissing, some really deeply and one couple dipped to the floor, kissing passionately. When the attention was off Danny and Paula, he looked at her and leaned in. His kiss was soft and gentle, and then he went back and enveloped her lips with his. She tilted her head to the side and opened her mouth, feeling his tongue meet hers. Lifting her hands into his hair they kissed deeply while receiving loads of whistles and encouragement from onlookers.
When Danny pulled back, they were both breathless. The song changed to a faster tune and Danny took Paula’s hand and led her off the floor. “You want a drink?” he offered, putting a finger in the air to get the bartender’s attention.
“Sure.”
Danny ordered a white wine for her and a scotch on the rocks for himself and Paula gave him a look. “I thought you didn’t drink that stuff.”
He stared at her lips. “Yeah well after that I need a stiff drink.”
She gave him a pointed look and the bartender set their drinks on the counter. “Forget the drinks.” Paula said and grabbed his hand, pulling him out of the room.
“What’s going on?” Danny said. “If you don’t want me to drink I won’t.” he said as she pushed the button for the elevator.
As they entered the elevator, Paula depressed the button for the third floor and ran her fingers through his hair. Before he knew it her lips were on his. Her tongue plunged into his mouth as his arms snaked around her body, pulling her closer. When the elevator pinged for their floor and the door opened, Danny blindly led them out while they kissed passionately.
He panted. “Left.” As they walked, connected by arms and lips, to their room. She loosened her grip on him just enough so he could insert the key card into the metal receptacle. It seemed like minutes before the light turned green, allowing them entry.
As the door closed, Danny pressed Paula up against the metal door, thrusting his tongue in her mouth. She moaned, ripping his shirt open. Buttons popped onto the floor like a bag of jelly beans with a hole in it. In seconds his shirt was off and thrown inadvertently over the shoe rack.
She ran her hands up his muscular chest, and then skated them down his tight abdominal muscles. His hands grasped her thighs, pulling her dress up, finding the long slit up her leg. Her skin was so soft and warm it hardened him further. He kissed down her neck as she breathed heavily. His lips discovered her lobe and he gently nipped it, causing her to open her mouth as a silent plea came out.
Danny’s hands were about to touch her breasts and he stopped himself. She watched his Adam’s apple rise and lower as he spoke. His voice was husky but he managed. “Paula, if you want to stop, say so now.” he paused for breath. “It’s been a long time and I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop if I keep touching you.”
The sincerity in his voice along with his hardness pressed gently on her belly was enough to throw her over the edge. “Touch me.” she whispered. “I want you to touch me.”
He kissed her softly, and asked in a husky I’ll-touch-you-anywhere-but-it’s-hotter-to be-specific voice, “Where?”
She pulled his large, warm hands from her thighs and trailed them slowly upward, relishing his touch as she led him to her breasts. “Here.”
Her nipples automatically hardened as his fingers landed on her skin under the silk, and he suddenly realized she was braless underneath. “Jesus, Paula.” he exhaled, seductively pushing the fabric to the side, not quite exposing her breast fully. Kissing the soft swells under the silk her back arched.
Pushing him playfully away she lowered her hands and lifted her dress over her head slowly as he watched. His eyes danced and darkened at the same time as he stood mere inches away in only his dress pants. Her athletic legs appeared first, and then her lacy white underwear attached to a garter belt. She giggled with a look that said ‘you ain’t seen nothing yet’ as she lifted the dress above her head, revealing her firm breasts and abdomen.
He swallowed, drinking her in. “Christ, Paula. You’re so beautiful. So…perfect.”
She tossed her dress over the television stand and took a step closer to Danny. As her nipples made contact with his chest, his eyes closed. If they were the same height they would be nose to nose, but instead, Danny’s lips reached her forehead and he kissed her above the brows tenderly. “I never knew I felt this way about you.” he whispered.
“Me neither.” she said, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
The skin-to-skin contact was almost overwhelming. Her panties were soaked as she felt his hardness against her belly. His chest was warm and tight. “I never knew you were so gorgeous under those coveralls.”
He tilted his head downward, kissing her deeply. “I never knew you were so gorgeous under that apron.”
She pulled back and angled her head slightly so she could kiss his cheek. His eyes closed as her hands mussed his hair and her kisses trailed down his jaw line and finally down his neck. When she sucked a tender spot on his neck his mouth opened as a soundless moan escaped. Paula kissed his collarbone, pecks, and finally started sucking his nipples when his hands reached downward, caressing her behind.
Hormones taking over, Paula kissed down his abdomen as she skated her hands downward, next to her face. When she reached his belt she looked up at him and saw the expression on his face. It was a cross between a ‘are you sure you want to do that?’ and a ‘oh my god if you do that you’re the queen’ look. Pulling him closer to the bed she sat on the opposing bed and undid his belt.
As the zipper slid down slowly she looked at him again and he swallowed. It was almost as if he was afraid. “You okay?” she asked, sensing his trepidation.
He covered his mouth and averted his glance to the window. “I’ve…” he cleared his throat. “I’ve never had…that…before.”
She raised a brow as her eyes bugged out. “Never?” Paula asked as gently as she could.
Quickly he shook his head as if he didn’t want to talk about it.
Rising slightly she placed her hand on his abdomen and pushed so his bottom could find the bed. “You’d best sit for this then.”
Lowering his pants she exposed him fully. “Wow,” she said, impressed by his length.
When her lips met the tip of his hardness he sucked in a breath of air audibly. “Oh, Lord.”
Slowly, gently, she took in half of him and sucked, grasping his length in her hand. To her side she could see his hands pulling the sheets taught. Looking up she saw his head rear backward. She watched while rhythmically pumping upward and downward. When she had his entire length inside he moaned loudly as the tip of his hardness met her uvula. His salty seed was not far away as she tasted the pre-cum and pumped him harder and faster.
“Oh…God….Paula. You better stop.” He begged breathlessly as the veins in his neck began to bulge.
She pumped with her hand on his shiny shaft as she spoke softly. “Do you want me to stop?”
“N…no, but….” he hissed. “Oh…God…I’m gonna….” His chest heaved up and down as she cupped her mouth around him again, sucking harder and faster.
His mouth opened wide as he cried out and then mewled while he breathed raggedly. His seed gushed out into her mouth as she kept pumping him until he had emptied himself completely.
Covering his hand over his face he wiped upward and down again. “Holy…my God….wow.” he said between breaths.
She smiled, lifting herself up as she sat on her bed and their knees touched. Her arms hugged her naked breasts as she watched him recover.
He swallowed and gave her a confused look. “Why did you do that? I mean, I guess…um….well, I can certainly return the favour, but…I thought you wanted to…um….you know, make love? Do the traditional thing.”
“Are you disappointed?” she asked, knowing full well he most certainly wasn’t.
He laughed but shook his head and gazed at her intently. “No.”
Skating her hand down his face she explained. “It was good for you but it’ll be better now.” she scrunched her nose. “It’ll last longer.”
“Ah.” he said, biting his lip as his gaze lowered to her chest. “Strategy.” he said simply.
Her eyes went to his lips as his back found the bed and her body layered atop his. Working his pants completely off with his feet, Danny lay naked under her. Placing his full, warm hands at her sides, he gently forced her panties and garter down her thighs with his fingertips. Lifting his knee, he pulled her undergarments off in one motion. Their skin met completely as her legs straddled his body.
His hands met her thighs and trailed upward to her rear as he massaged her cheeks seductively. Her sensitive nub hit his semi-hardness and she moaned as his hands skated up her back and met her breasts. Brown hair pooled around his face as they kissed passionately, deeply, and his hands cupped her breasts.
His mouth encircled her nipple as he inched lower under her. He rubbed his hardness against the apex of her thighs as he listened to her moan with pleasure. Using his tongue he flicked her nipple while kneading the other breast, all the while still stroking the inside of her thighs with his hardness. “Mmmm….Danny.” she whispered. “You’re so good at that.”
Grasping her face with his hands he kissed her deeply and lifted himself up. Gently forcing her to roll over onto her back, Danny continued plunging his tongue into her mouth, as he lay over top. The weight of him on her was deliciously imposing. His hands framed her face as he looked into her eyes intensely. “You’re so beautiful.” he said, pausing for a moment to drink her in. It had been longer than he cared to remember the last time he had a woman underneath him.
He kissed her forehead tenderly, and then he enveloped his lips over hers once more before moving downward. Focusing on her nipples he felt her back arch. He sucked her tender, sensitive skin and felt her legs wrap around his body, begging him to enter. But he had no intention of entering her…yet.
Trailing his lips and tongue down her belly she squirmed with need. His hands followed, pulling her legs upward slowly as he bent down, draping his legs over the opposite side of the bed. She bit her lip in anticipation. Suddenly she laughed out loud as she felt his lips kiss the inside of her thigh. He sucked her awaiting skin as she relaxed, opening herself further.
He stared at her wetness glistening in the dim light and it made his erection stiffen further. Pulling her tender labia into his mouth he sucked gently as he exposed her tiny nub fully. Slowly and deliciously he enveloped her nerve endings with his mouth. Paula mewled with need, feeling the suction against her most sensitive area.
A gasp escaped from her fully open mouth as he began licking the tip of her nub slowly at first, and then picking up speed. She writhed with pleasure from the bed, her body forming an ‘s’ shape on the smooth sheets. Danny looked upward, taking in the sight of her body, seemingly possessed. As he continued flicking in a rhythmic motion he felt her clenching and knew she was close.
Carefully, he inserted a finger inside her, seemingly unnoticed until her breathing became ragged and then she cried out, begging him not to stop. Her body quivered as she felt her release. Danny pointedly licked faster as she climaxed, causing the veins on either side of her neck to pop. She hissed and then growled his name as her body relaxed and lifted her head. “Wow.” Paula breathed, placing her hands on his cheeks.
He walked himself up her body until their noses met. Kissing her tenderly he whispered. “That was the best sound I’ve ever heard.”
She giggled. “You sounded pretty good, too.”
“Did I?” he said, kissing her deeper.
“Oh…yeah.” She grinned, her eyes dancing.
He laughed softly, pressing his forehead against hers. “You cold?”
Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she answered. “Not in the least.”