Passion

Tom rushed towards the reception pulling my hand, I had a hard time keeping his pace wearing heels. After he exchanged few sentences with a receptionist we walked away from the reception with a hotel keycard and he led me towards the elevators. He played with my hand the entire time stroking the inner side of my palm and caressing each of my fingers.

My hearted pounded erratically and my whole body became more and more sensitive to his touch. While we were inside of the elevator his eyes were slowly devouring me piece by piece, I was at the edge of losing control.

He opened the door of the apartment and let me enter first. I walked inside with my heart pounding, nervously swaying on my suddenly weakened legs. He turned all the lights on. The room was incredibly elegant and spacious, with a corridor leading to a large bed surrounded by wall-size windows.

As soon as the door he took off his suit jacket then threw away his tie. He rushed my way looking at me with f