Previous Parts: Part 1 here, Part 2 here

Part 3

Somehow, they make it to his room, letting the heavy door snick shut behind them.

Her top is off – she dimly remembers Grant dragging it over her head just after he pulled her to her feet in the elevator and moved his hand up under her skirt. Her joy at grinding on his fingers rudely interrupted when the emergency-stop intercom had crackled to life and sent them running and laughing out into the corridor.

He’s trying to slow her down, breathless kisses and urgent hands calmer now that they’re cocooned in the dense quiet of his suite.

She doesn’t want him to go slow – doesn’t want to wait another second before he fills her… But she forces herself to breathe. Fiona doesn’t want to scare him off by looking too needy, overriding the screaming desires of her body just long enough to pull away from his touch and let him look at her in the warm gloom of their luxurious setting.

Her pulse is still tight in her neck while she watches his reaction to bra straps sliding from her shoulders. The bulging erection in his briefs is distracting, but she makes herself stare into his eyes while she bites her lip and reaches back to unclasp the delicately embroidered blue underwear.

Grant stares unashamedly at her breasts once she’s exposed. The dusky light from dimmed overhead lamps illuminating their firm swell, nipples tight crimps despite the heat in the room. She resists the urge to run her fingers over those firm point, aching for that flash of pleasure. Let him look. Let him want.

“You look incredible…” He murmurs reverentially, and she holds back the urge to snort in self-deprecation at the compliment, seeing the truth of his words in his eyes. The overwhelming desire she sees on his features is intoxicating, blending with the cocktails she enjoyed downstairs to promote a new flush of warmth across her chest and neck.

“Thank you,” she whispers, before bringing quivering fingers to the zipper at the side of her skirt and dragging it down.

He moves towards her, unbuttoning his shirt while he steps closer, towering above her. Her heart skips when she sees taught, wide pecs and washboard abs revealed beneath the tailored cotton – honestly, no man in their early 50s has any business looking this good… Stripped to the waist and pants undone, he’s still bulging deliciously. He brings his hands to cover hers, stopping her from pushing the skirt off her hips.

“May I?” He breathes quietly, his scent filling the space between them and making her knees tremble. All she can do is nod, lips parted.

Unconsciously, she lifts a hand to her mouth when he kneels and starts to slide her black pencil skirt off her ass. Fiona bites her finger to stifle a whimper when he pulls the tight fabric down over her mound, dark little patch of hair now just inches from his mouth. He helps her lift each foot out of the material pooled around her ankles before he starts to unbuckle her heels. He’s moving maddeningly slowly, shock of wavy grey hair so, so close to the melting heat between her thighs…

She wants him so badly, wants to weave her fingers into that grey mane and grind her pussy against his mouth. The waiting’s making her crazy. Her hips are rolling of their own accord – she can’t control them. Her hand drifts down to pull at her nipple, moaning at the little jolt of pleasure that surges down under her belly.

He's done with her shoes, kissing up the length of her thighs while he slides hands up over tingling skin to grab at her ass. He inhales deeply, face hovering so close to her throbbing pussy that his chin is grazing her pubic hair. Her scent pleases him… He groans in satisfaction - the sound making her knees buckle…

Suddenly she’s leaning against the back of the couch behind to keep from falling, legs parting gently as she transfers her weight. He takes his moment.

She makes some effort to muffle her scream when his tongue meets her aching clit… but not much, happy to let him know just exactly how much she wants this. Deftly licking over and around that little throbbing point, his technique is breath-taking, effortlessly driving sigh after sigh of joy from her while she watches him lap and suckle below.

He helps her lift a leg onto the back of the couch, spread to give him better access. His tongue is moving across every part of her pussy now, every slick and puffy fold bathed by his attentions, the pressure of his wet kisses sending shivers through her. She pulls his head back gently, makes him lift his gaze – she wants him to see her pleasure, her devotion. Her body his to do with as he pleases tonight.

Without lifting his mouth from her, he groans his appreciation – vibrations through her tenderness forcing her to close her eyes and moan. She holds her breasts, squeezing and pinching – she wants to put on a show for him. Drive him crazy. Make him wild.

He groans again, louder, longer. Then his fingers are inside her… Paige cries out, shuddering with ecstasy while they glide in out of her dripping slit. She’s so wet. So ready for him.

Like a whisper from across the room, she senses the very first echoes of her orgasm building. A surging, throbbing pressure that mounts quickly across her hips, making her gasp at the speed with which her body wants to reward the tender attentions of his tongue. Already, she can feel a swelling firmness where his fingers drag over her g spot...

Suddenly it’s too much. She snatches a breath and holds it, bearing down against an intensity that’s cresting between her thighs. It feels like it’s going to tear her apart; the savage power of this thing if she releases it… With a thundering burst of panic, she realises it’s too late – past too late. It’s coming, and there’s nothing she can do to control it… She can’t speak, can’t even breathe. Her limbs starting to shake, thighs cramping while she screws her face up and trembles…

A guttural moan heralds the release she’s been holding back, and she thrashes against his mouth as she cums, gluts of clear fluid forced out around his fingers with each spasm. She can hear her lust raining out of her, face burning with shame even as she wails with the most exquisite pleasure she’s ever known.

Never in her life has this happened before. She’s had some astonishingly intense orgasms in her past, always leaving her wetter than she thought possible, but never anything like this…

Her hands flutter about his head while the last waves quiver though her body, anxious to know his reaction – to gauge the horror in his eyes at her squirting over his face and the fancy hotel suite furnishings. She can hear him moaning below, tongue still dancing over her sensitive, pulsing clit – maybe he’s just in shock, carrying on while he works out how to handle the situation…

She needn’t have worried. The adoration and wonder on his face when he looks up make her melt with new longing.

“You’re… amazing…” He’s grinning and wiping his chin, chuckling while he gets up off the floor and takes her head in his hands.

“You’re sure you’re not grossed out? That’s never happened to me before…” Her little voice sounds so small after the savage noises she was making just moments earlier. He kisses her deeply, holding her body close to his before he replies, beaming with pleasure.

“Are you kidding me? That was the hottest fucking thing…. I’m the first? You’re serious? That’s never happened with anyone else?”

She shakes her head with a shy smile, running her hands over his chest and abs. She’s done waiting – her body is aching for him now. Aftershocks from her orgasm only increasing her need.

“Grant?” She whispers hoarsely.

“Uh-huh?” He’s moving his hands to her hips, leaning down to kiss her neck. She swallows hard.

“Mmmm… Fuck, that’s good…” His kisses cross her collarbone, down over softly flushed skin – she wraps her fingers in his hair, moaning while she directs him to her nipples. His kisses over those crimped points are electric, but it’s not enough….

“Fuck me – please.” She whispers against his ear. “Fuck me all night – do anything you want with me.”

My estimate that this would be a three part series was a little off. Looks like this will be five parts! Part four available here.