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I stepped back and checked everything one last time. The hotel room was already a beautiful setting for what I had planned tonight but I had added some of my own touches to make everything complete. First thing, I had stripped the bed, Lysol-ed the mattress and had put sheets on that I had brought from home, along with Matt’s favorite thick, comfy comforter and fluffy pillows. I had also arranged to switch out the lamp shades, getting the maintenance department to provide me with darker covers, thus making the room a little more romantic. And then, my final touch. At least a beeswax hundred candles covered every surface I could find. Now, it was perfect.

I had arranged for dinner at seven. Checking my watch, I noticed that it was nearly 6:30 and that my man was due any minute. I dashed to the bathroom and made one last check of my attire and smiled at the mirror’s reflection. My long brown hair shimmered in a glossy pile on top of my head, held in place by lacquered chopsticks and my freckled neck stretched elegantly down to my tanned shoulders. I had selected a light blue lace thong teddy with a matching silk robe and a pair of comfortable mules with heels high enough to show off the tiny muscles in my calves. With makeup and a manicure, I was pretty much perfect and I hoped that Matt would also think so.

A knock on the door called my attention and I hurried over, smiling at the handsome man who stood in the doorway. Matt Chambers and I had been dating for three years and he’d asked me to reserve us this room for the Fourth of July holiday weekend so that we could watch the fireworks show from the balcony. I hoped that there would be more fireworks than that!

“Hi, honey.”

“You look fantastic!” He swept me into his arms and I couldn’t help but sigh. Matt’s 6′ 1″, a solid 245 and had a body to die for, thanks to his love of ice hockey. In addition to being an assistant public defender, he was also played the forward position for our local semi-pro hockey team and his body was thick with muscle and well-trimmed of fat. Couple that with ice-blue eyes, brush cut black hair and a mischievous smile and he had me at hello. He broke our embrace to give me a kiss that sent heat flaming to my cheeks and made my nipples harden instantly.

“Let me take your briefcase and coat, sir.” I took the case from his hand and waited as he removed his suit jacket, hanging it in the closet and putting the case there as well. “If you would, please, open that bottle of champagne.”

“So early?”

“Don’t worry. We have several more waiting.” I showed him a super-sized bucket that held eight more iced bottles and he just grinned.

“Planning a long night?”

I shrugged, picking up our glasses as he struggled with the cork. “We might need a little extra sustenance … “

The bahis firmaları cork popped and he filled our glasses, looking down into my hazel eyes and clinked glasses with mine. “To us.”

I echoed his toast and drained my glass which he quickly filled again, along with his own. Another knock echoed through the suite and Matt went to open it, allowing two young men with carts to enter the room and tipping them when they left. I stood slightly behind him as he lifted silver domes off of their platters and uncovered the dinner I had ordered: a double order of chateaubriand, baby portabellas in a light balsamic reduction, parslied potatoes and steamed baby vegetables with a basil-butter-white wine sauce.

Matt filled out plates and I escorted him out to the table that had been set for us on the balcony and we ate and drank, watching the tug boats float by. It was so romantic with the candles and the rapidly approaching dusk and we were both feeling it. All through dinner, we touched and kissed like newlyweds and I shivered with anticipation.

“Baby, could you get me my contact case? It’s in my jacket pocket.”

I jumped up to get his case, worried that his contacts were bothering him. It was a new prescription and I had promised the doctor that I’d watch for any signs of irritation so that we could get him back in for examination. I opened the closet and shoved my hand into the outer pocket. My heart stopped and the breath froze in my throat when I felt the square velvet box. His strong hands touched my shoulders and he took the box from my shaking hands, dropping to one knee.

“I should have done this a long time ago but I’ve been so afraid that I’ve been dreaming the last three years.” I saw his eyes start to film with tears and I started crying. “Life with you has been so damn wonderful, Felice. I wake up next to you each morning and thank my lucky stars that you chose me to share your love with.” He opened the box and the most beautiful antique oval-cut diamond stared back at me. “I want everyone in the world to know that you’re my lover and my best friend and that I can’t live without you. Felice Simons, will you marry me?”

I was nodding before the word came out. “Yes.” I don’t know how long we stood there, holding each other and crying but I became aware of Matt leading me to the balcony and sliding the ring onto my finger with a kiss. By now, darkness had fallen and the harbor was lit up with a hundred boats, awaiting the fireworks. A huge barge, just a large dark square in the distance, had been loaded and now only waited to be lit and enjoyed.

Matt popped another bottle open, our third, and we toasted to our future together. After we finished the bottle, Matt opened another one, drawing me inside. “Time for the christening.” I wasn’t sure what he kaçak iddaa was talking about but the sultry look in his eyes told me that I was in for a treat. He pulled the corner of my gown away and poured a little bit of champagne on my shoulder, quickly moving in to lick it away. I shivered and closed my eyes, willing my skin to see the touch of his fingers as they traced the downward movement of the silk.

The cool fabric of the gown pooled around my ankles and my nipples tightened at the rush of chilly air. His lips traced the length of my neck and it felt the smooth chopsticks slide across my scalp, sending my hair cascading down my back in a dark tumble. Matt’s hands were in it immediately. I knew how much he loved my hair and I sighed as he weaved his fingers through it, pulling my mouth in for a long, deep kiss.

We side-stepped over to the bed, my hands busily unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders. I moaned at the muscles that rippled beneath my fingers. God, am I lucky! My teddy joined the gown and Matt laid me down on the bed, pushing the comforter back. A thin drizzle of champagne drenched me beginning at my mouth and I drank before he continued downward. Fizzy bubbles filled the hollow at the base of my throat, trickled down between my breasts and foamed around each nipple, then streaked toward my belly button.

Matt leaned over me, giving me a deep, French kiss that took my breath away before licking the side of my neck and drinking from my throat hollow. Nipples were next as he moved down to my belly button, spending a little extra time there as he knew that was one of my favorite fetishes. The spear-like tip of his tongue probed and licked every inch of my inny until I was having a mini-orgasm that wetted my thighs with clear juice.

“Are you wet for me?” His throaty whisper sent chills down my spine. He sat me up for a few swallows of champagne, then laid me down again. His hands smoothed my skin from shoulder to hip and he knelt between my legs, blowing his hot breath on my thighs. “Mmmm.” His hum of appreciation rolled through me and I gasped as the vibration spiraled into my pussy. Icy cold liquid dripped into my creamy hole and Matt dived right in to drink it down.

Warm ripples of pleasure scorched my body and it felt as if the breath had been sucked from my lungs. Matt knows just how to work me, plunging his tongue in deep, then lapping around the edges of my pussy lips before spiraling inward. Within a few minutes, I was cumming, bathing his tongue in a flood of pussy cream, my toes curling and his name on my lips. He gave me a few minutes to recuperate, refilling our glasses and continually rubbing his hands on my thighs.

“I have a surprise for you.”

Standing on rubbery legs, I led him to the couch that I’d moved in front kaçak bahis of the windows and unzipped his pants, sliding them down and rubbing my face over the nice, plump bulge in his undies. I felt a shiver move through him and moved my hands to the waistband of his boxers, slowly tugging them down to uncover my prize: a nice, thick, uncut cock. I licked the wet dot of pre-cum on his shorts, then lowered my mouth to taste the real thing.

He groaned as I took his seven inches into my mouth and made love to it, wrapping my tongue around the hard stalk and eagerly lapping the juices from the fat mushroom head. He tasted divine, as always, and I shoved as much of him down my throat as I could, using my muscles to stroke him. Matt hissed and tried to fuck my mouth but I pulled away. I didn’t want him to cum yet. I wanted him to be at full power for this session.

I knelt on the couch, resting my arms against the back and spread my legs, exposing my pink, virgin pucker to him. The expression on Matt’s face was priceless. He took the bottle of baby oil I held out and gave me a blank stare.

“What’s wrong? Forget what you asked for?” I smiled when recognition flooded his features and not long after, I felt the wet squirt of oil on my backside, dripping down my ass crack.

“Are you sure?” He whispered, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy lips. I shuddered as an orgasm broke through me and I gasped.

“Yes.”

The fireworks show began outside and we paused in our amorous activities to watch red, white and blue chrysanthemums blossom over the harbor, the brilliance reflected in its glassy surface. Matt’s wide head probed for a moment, then pushed inward in a long, slow glide. I gasped again and turned my head for a kiss, quivering each time that his balls smacked my pussy. It felt so good, so good that I came a second time, my ass muscles squeezing his cock.

Matt stopped, trying to catch his breath, then started again, moving with measured rhythm and grasping my hips. My teeth chattered with the feelings and I pushed back into him, driving his prick deeper into my ass. My head fell back, my eyes closing as the greatest orgasm I’d ever had worked its way up from the bottom of my hole to the muscles that surrounded my man’s cock. I heard unfamiliar noises coming out of my mouth and when I screamed, I thought someone else was in the room, except for the intense feeling that rocketed through my body.

My man shouted in his release, his hot breath torching my neck and we shared a passionate kiss as our bodies shook in the throes of aftermath. Matt’s body covered my back and we watched the fireworks with silly grins on our faces. After a moment, he slid out of me, using tissues that I had provided to clean us up and we enjoyed another cold bottle of champagne, his arms around me and our hearts beating as one.

As I fingered my engagement ring, I smiled, knowing that these would be a day that we would never forget and a future that would always be filled with fireworks.

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