I paced back and forth in the amazingly big bathroom at our hotel room, what could Tripp possibly have meant that I would remember? I was racking my brain trying to remember the littlest tidbit of information that would answer the question. Did he have me confused with someone else? I mean that had to be it right? I know my memory leaves a lot to be desired but surely I’d remember someone like Tripp right? He’s got a strong personality and very easy on the eyes, in short he’s a memorable person with a strong presence. No way I would have forgotten him. He must have me confused with someone else!

I finally removed my clothes and stepped into the shower, I had made Tripp promise he wouldn’t try to join me, the bathroom didn’t have a lock so even though he promised I was a bit concerned he would still. I mean come on, I haven’t known him long but he’s so predictable. I chuckled, turning the shower on. The shower had marble tiles with shower heads at all angles that you could turn off or on. I wish I had something like this back home! It had a bench in case I needed to sit down. Whoever designed these rooms had amazing taste, but I couldn’t imagine how much each room was worth. The shower was the perfect temperature, it was nice and warm steaming up the bathroom. Tripp held true to his word and stayed out, though I bet it was killing him on the inside, after all he’s pretty much used to doing whatever he wants. For some reason I couldn’t help but think about my relationship with Tripp, what was it really? The water hit my face as I slicked my hair back, grabbing the expensive shampoo the hotel provided. No way I could afford this type of shampoo, I bet it’ll make my hair look great. Just trial size bottles of these are like a hundred dollars. I don’t even want to know how much a night here would be.

He told me he loves me. I rinsed the shampoo out and lathered in the conditioner, sitting on the bench to contemplate further. I liked to over think situations when I was in the shower. He loves me, but why? I barely know him. But his embrace is so warm and kissing him feels so right. It’s like I know it somehow.

“Ow ow!” I gasped after the conditioner fell into one of my eyes. I quickly rinsed it off and stepped out of the shower, wrapping myself in one of the luxury plush towels.

“Oh shit!” I wanted to slap myself, I just realized I forgot to bring a change of clothes in with me. After all that time I spent making Tripp promise not to join me I’d still have to walk out half naked. Just my luck. He was probably out there with that oddly sexy smirk because he knows he’ll still see me wrapped up in a towel, no clothes beneath.

Ugh well here goes. I slowly opened the door, letting the steam escape. I left the pajamas I planned to change into in my bedroom. Oddly enough this hotel room had two bedrooms. I tried to sneak past the living room, but there Tripp was holding a glass of wine with that smirk I had imagined. Man it made him look sexy, I couldn’t deny that. He patted the cushion next to him on the couch, where my change of clothes were. Damn it he knew. Of course he did.

“Missing something?” He smirked, taking a sip of his wine. He had another glass ready for me. Like I could say no to drinking.

“Ughhh I totally forgot.” I tried grabbing the clothes off the couch but he pulled me down in one firm swoop, causing me to sprawl out on his lap. “Come on!” I gasped, trying to cover my lady bits with the towel. My face flushed bright pink.

He set the wine down and pulled me into his arms. “Can’t help it, you look so sexy in a towel.” He growled, beginning to kiss my neck.

“Ah!” I giggled. “Stop it!”

He pressed his lips against mine, bringing me closer to his embrace. His cologne smelled good, making me want to melt into him. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling his rock hard muscles. Would it be bad to say I wanted and anticipated what would come next? He slipped his tongue into my mouth, I heard a low moan escape from his throat as he pulled the towel off of me, once again exposing my body to him. This time I didn’t protest, instead I kind of grinded my now exposed body on his manhood which was still hidden under the designer dress pants he sported earlier today. They looked good, but now just felt like a nuisance. He must have felt the same way as he began to unzip his pants.

“Sera.” He moaned, flipping me over on the couch, I felt a little bad as my hair was still wet. Hopefully I don’t cause any damage to the cushions. I’d hate for it to smell moldy and wet. Tripp obviously didn’t share the same concerns.

He urgently pressed his lips against mine again, then trailed down my neck until he reached my breasts.

“Nnn Tripp!” I gasped, as he explored my body with his hands, kissing my nipples sensually. I couldn’t help but moan at his advances, which caused him to react more.

His hands finally trailed down until his finger was inside of me, causing me to gasp excitedly. I squirmed around the couch, but Tripp wouldn’t let me escape. “Tripp! We shouldn’t!” I finally found words to moan.

He ignored me and continued anyway, finally stopping only to take off his shirt. I have to admit, I didn’t actually want him to stop. I looked on in awe as he removed his pants, this is really happening!

He continued kissing me until I knew he was about to go all the way. I slightly pushed him back. “W-wait Tripp, do you have a condom?”He groaned a bit, but pulled a condom out of the pocket of his discarded pants.

Better safe than sorry, I thought as he ripped open the package and swiftly rolled the condom on. I’m not on birth control and have no idea if we used a condom the first time.

He fondled my breasts a little more before pushing inside of me, the ecstasy of just the first push was amazing, the build up of anticipation finally coming to a head caused fireworks to go off. I moaned and wrapped my arms around him.

“Tripp! Nnnn this is amazing!” I gasped as he continued to pleasure me.

“Sera, I love you.” He moaned, continuing to push inside.

This surely would be a night to remember.