“Of course I am sure, I would not give it to you if I was not sure!” He sat beside her on the sofa and raised his glass. “To new beginnings, eh?” Anne smiled and nodded.
“To new beginnings.” She said. She lifted the glass to her lips and took a small sip and swallowing it, she giggled. “Wow those bubbles sure do tickle!” She said wiping the tip of her nose. Francis reached over and wiped it again for her.
“Yes, but it tastes good, yes?” He asked, his violet eyes gleaming. Anne nodded.
“I'm afraid that if better not drink the whole glass though, we’re not really supposed to drink when we’re on duty.” She said, reaching forward to place her glass on the coffee table.
“Oh? That is a pity.” He brushed the back of his hand against her cheek. “Tell me…is there anything else that you are forbidden to do while you are on duty?” His eyes flickered from her lips to her soft brown eyes. Anne nodded.
“Yes…” Her voice was almost a whisper. Francis put his glass on the table beside hers and then slowly leaning in, he kissed her.
Chapter 5
Francis’s thick lips held her bottom lip between his as he kissed her softly. He watched as she closed her eyes and leaned her whole body in to the kiss. Anne may not have been what he had been hunting for, but something about her drove him wild. Tilting his head, he parted his lips and his tongue slowly slipped between her lips. As their tongues danced, Anne reached forward, placing her hand against the back of his head and pulling him to her hungrily. Francis felt the very core of his body beginning to burn. He needed her. He needed the release. Breaking the kiss, he got to his feet and reaching down he slipped a hand under the back of Anne’s knees and another behind her. Sweeping her up in his arms he carried her steadily in to the large bedroom suite and lay her gently on the bed. She said nothing as she lay there looking up at him, the innocence on her face only making him hungrier for her.
One by one, he pulled off her shoes and threw them to the ground. Her socks followed, and then he unbuttoned her pants. Anne looked down at him, watching as he ravenously undressed her. She could hear her heart beat thundering as her nerves picked up. What was she doing? She didn't want to stop him though. She watched as he tugged her pants and pulled down her panties at the same time, revealing the small, shaved patch of brown hair. Francis growled deeply and in one movement he launched himself on to the bed and buried his face between her legs.
“Mmm!” He moaned in to her shaven pussy lips. It had been so long since he had tasted a woman that the sweetness of her juice was like nectar to his lips. He stroked her softly with his tongue, making sure that not a drop of her goodness went to waste.
“Ahh, you feel so good!” Anne whispered as she lay her head back on the pillow and spread her legs further. “Oohhh!” She closed her eyes as she wriggled beneath him, lifting her hips to meet his mouth. It was only when he stopped that she opened up her eyes once more.
Francis winked at her as he slipped off the end of the bed and unbuttoned his suit jacket. Now he had Anne’s full attention. She had seen what he had to offer before when he came out in his towel to the concierge desk. While she had only glimpsed his muscular chest momentarily before ducking behind the desk, she knew enough to keep watching this time.
Francis stood at the end of the bed completely naked. The rippling muscles of his chest and abs were everything that Anne remembered. There was one thing that she hadn't had a chance to preview however, and now there it was, standing at full mast and pointed directly at her. She licked her lips in anticipation. She was no virgin, but she certainly wasn't the most experienced girl on the block and the sheer size of Francis’s cock made her ache for him. She beckoned him over with one finger. Francis reached down and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock. He bounced it a couple of times as he watched and then looked up at Anne.
“Is this what you want, my lovely Anne?” His voice was teasing.
“Yes!” She gasped. “Yes, please let me have it!” Francis couldn't help but smile at the way that she begged for him.
“But do you think that you can take it all, Anne?” He asked as he stepped towards the bed, his hand sliding down to the tip of his cock. She nodded.
“Yes!” She reached her fingers down and slid them over her pussy. “Please fuck me!” She begged as she parted her outer lips for him.
Francis wanted her, there was no doubt about that, but the way she begged, the way she pleaded for his cock was so satisfying. Releasing his grip on his shaft, he lifted himself on to the bed. Straddling her hips, he leaned down over her and pressed his forehead to hers. Anne could feel his cock pressing against her stomach.