a slight shuffling in the hallway and went back to the door, looking through the peephole. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw that Nick’s driver was bringing him literally to the room right next door! She quickly looked around her suite and realized that she had a door that led straight into his room.
She watched and waited for Nick’s driver to walk away. SoonNick would be alone in his room, but each moment seemed to take longer than the previous. Stella unconsciously slid her hand between her legs and realized that she couldn’t hide how horny she was feeling. The driver passed right by her door and she gasped.
Nick was alone! She took a deep breath to silence her pounding heart and stood directly in front of the door into Nick’s room. She told herself that she could do this, even if it wasn’t normally her style. She paused for a moment, backtracking to the mirror on the wall. Although her nipples were poking through her bra, she wanted them to be more prominent so she quickly pinched both nipples through the beige fabric. She bit her lip in order not to make too much noise, then took one more breath. Finally, she opened her door that led into Nick’s suite.
There was another door behind her door. She had anticipated this, and quickly knocked.
“Is someone there?”
Her voice cracked as she said, “It’s me. Stella.”
“Oh, hi, Stella! I’ll be right there.”
He opened his door and casually adjusted his boxers.
Stella walked right into his room and led him to his bed. She placed her hand on the center of his chest and pushed him onto his back. She quickly climbed on top of him kissed him with an intensity that left no doubt what, exactly, she wanted from him before she started grinding her hips into his leg.
He reached up and began to grope at her breasts, squeezing, pinching, and rubbing at her flesh wherever he could. Nick let it be known that he appreciated her presence, even if he hadn’t quite been expecting this powerful of a welcome.
She sat up and took off her bra. Once off, she tossed it across his room. “Do you like what you see?”
He smiled broadly in appreciation.
“Would you like to see a little more?”
He had already lowered his hands to her hips and started to tug gently at the elastic of her panties. She quickly smacked his hands away. “Not yet… Fresh!”
“What? Oh. Sorry.”
“That’s right you’re sorry. Don’t forget who’s in charge here…”
“I won’t.”
“Good. Now tell me. Who’s in charge?”
“Y-you are.”
“Very good.”
She straddled his hips and began to grind into him, over his boxers but he knew that he couldn’t conceal his raging hard-on. He reached up and pinched her nipples, squeezing her breasts together.
She bit her lip and arched her back. He smiled as he watched her rise up above him in the bed.
He took a deep breath and summoned the last vestige of chivalry he had. Stammering, he said, “Y-y-you know. You don’t, have to… You know… Do this?”
“Oh, I know I don’t have to. I don’t have to do anything. But the moment I saw your boxers, I knew I wanted to get you out of them, so, you’ve really only got two choices: one, you can take off your boxers yourself. Or two, I can take them off for you. Either way, that hard cock of yours is going to end up inside of me. So what’s it gonna be, Nick?”
“Um…”
“Less thought, more action.” She swung her leg over so she was no longer straddling him. With one smooth sweep of her arms, her hands found their way to the hem of his boxers. She quickly pulled the clothes down to his knees, which he bent to make it easier for her to strip them off of him. She then slid his underwear down to his ankles before he kicked the garment across the room so that it landed on the desk near his bed.
“That’s better,” Stella said with a sly tone in her
Escapades Four Regency Novellas
Michael Kurland, S. W. Barton