We checked into a small and not so fancy hotel. The few minutes we spent in the elevator felt like an hour. By the time we reached outside our room, we couldn’t wait any longer. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he grabbed my ass before he took my mouth in his.

I broke the kiss and asked, “Are we going to do this here?”

He chuckled softly, which turned me on even more. He kissed me again and without letting go, backed me into the room. The moment the door closed behind us, we started tearing off each other’s clothes, our lips only parting for a few seconds.

His hand roamed around my body. He started unbuttoning my blouse as I pushed his shirt up to his shoulder. I looked at his body and bit my lower lip, liking what I saw.

I took off my bra as he unbuttoned his pants. He pushed me against the wall and started sucking and biting my neck. He lowered his head as he made his way down to my breast. He started licking and nibbling on my now erect nipples, and I couldn’t help but moan. My hands traveled from his waist down to the bulge in his pants, cupping and stroking my favorite part of his body.

I smiled, knowing and feeling that Ivo was getting aroused. He became hard against my touch.

“You’re making him mad. You’re bad,” he said in a controlled voice.

“I should be punished,” I replied in a seductive tone, declaring my intention. I kept on kissing his nape and sucking some part of it while my hands were busy taking off his pants.

He turned to look at me once his pants were pulled down and our lips connected instantly in a hungry kiss. Before we could go further, I pulled away.

“Wait, I’ll take a shower first. You sit out here and wait for your turn, okay?”

He nodded and let go of me.

The water cascaded down my hair and all over my body. A slight breeze tickled my nipples, and they responded with hardened tips. Even with my eyes closed, I felt him watching me through the open door as I showered.

I opened my eyes just in time to see him slip off his boxer briefs and step into the shower with me. Damn, he was a sight to behold.

He joined me under the stream of water and kissed me on the lips. What started as an innocent peck, turned into something much deeper. His arms gripped me tighter as he pressed me even harder against the wall. My arms snaked around his neck as our lips melted into one. He sucked on my bottom lip and a moan escaped from deep in my throat.

I could feel his hard length in between my parted legs. He had barely touched me, and I was already gasping for air. It felt so good I could barely keep my knees from collapsing. I didn’t want him to stop, but he had to.

“We’ve got to stop before I lose all self-control in the shower.”

He gave me a playful smile.

We finished bathing, and he grabbed a towel and dried me off. He slowly pushed me onto the bed and lowered himself onto me. He bent his head and licked the nipple of my right breast. His hand cupped the other, caressing it, playing with my nipples while rubbing and slightly pinching it.

He lightly kissed my stomach and circled my navel with kisses, listening to my moans and feeling my body tense at his touch.

“Come on, now. You have such long fingers. Let’s put them to good use,” I whispered.

“What if I put my mouth there instead?”

“No. We don’t know each other well enough for that.”

He stuck out his bottom lip. “We’re at the hand job level then?”

“Now, you got it.” I bit his pouting lip and then laced my tongue across it.

With that, he slid two fingers inside me. My body tensed up underneath him, and my muscles tightened.

His fingertips coming away wet when he drew them away was proof of how much I enjoyed it. I gasped, murmuring something that might have been ‘please.’

He teased, taunted, circled, and dipped, breaking away to watch his fingers as he worked them in and out of me. He looked up from between my legs, noticing my nipples still erect and above my breasts, a look of pleasure on my face.

He then positioned himself in between my legs, but I gently pushed him before he could thrust his manhood inside of me.

“W-wait… let me get this straight, okay? I have a 4N’s rule. No strings attached. No one needs to know. No condom. No sex.”

I was intent on having sex with an Italian but knew that I needed to protect myself.

“I’m up for that,” Ivo replied.

“Good, where’s the condom?”

He removed his hand from my thighs and ran them through his hair. “Damn! I don’t actually bring it anywhere with me.”

I stood up and grabbed my bag.

“I suppose you weren’t exactly planning on having sex today.” I tossed him the condom. “There, it’s your lucky day,” I said with a mischievous smile.

I climbed back to bed, grabbed his hardness, and stroked it up and down. Ivo moaned, and I felt a sense of satisfaction knowing that I could make him feel that way.

He ripped the foil with his teeth and rolled the condom over his hardened length. He pressed me onto my back and knelt between my spread legs. I was holding my breath, and Ivo leaned in for a soft, sweet kiss. His hair was tousled from my fingers and his face flushed with arousal.

I could feel his length pressing into my thigh. I pressed closer, encouraging him to go on.

He slowly entered into me and I sucked in a deep breath. He grabbed my hips and slowly slid all the way into my wet opening. I brought my hand to the back of his head, urging him to go deeper. I closed my eyes, allowing the sensation to wash over me.

“Ivo…” I whispered, my eyes meeting his gaze.

I saw the unbridled desire in his eyes, and I let out a long moan when he drove into me deeper, burying himself into me. I nearly passed out as the feeling of him inside me almost robbed me of my ability to breathe.

I watched his face intently with each thrust and push. My delicate wetness wrapped warmly around him. My moans increased as he applied more pressure and speed.

We were both panting hard, moaning loudly as I entered an orgasmic high. He grabbed my butt and started to massage it, moving my hips to his desired pace. I moaned as I felt myself nearing climax. I grabbed onto his shoulder and started to grind faster against him.

“Ivo, damn it!” I half-moaned, half-screamed. It felt like a nuclear bomb exploded inside me.

He collapsed on top of me, and I hugged him tight. I kept on giving his face butterfly kisses, and he kept on smiling as I did that.

I looked up at him, drinking in the sight of his handsome features. I giggled. “That was amazing.”

Falling back onto the bed, he wrapped his arms around me. Our chests were heaving. He stretched his arms out and pulled me to lay my head on his chest.

“Feels so good,” he uttered, breathing heavily through his nose.

We stayed entangled for I don’t know how long.

He pulled out an arm from under the covers and traced a finger on my cheek, his eyes glowing from the aftermath of his earlier burning desire.

As my mind focused, I realized I should let go and yet, I didn’t want to. Reason fled from my mind, chased away by desire. I reminded myself that it was a one-night stand, and that was it.

He fell asleep with my head on his chest and his leg over mine.

I started thinking of leaving before he woke up but those thoughts disappeared as he pulled me into his embrace. I snuggled closer and pushed away the doubts until tomorrow. I would enjoy my one night, tonight.