Mia sat at the hotel bar waiting for Cyrus. Her black wig covered her blond hair with a bombshell red dress showing off her amazing legs. She looked mysterious and alluring as she sat quietly sipping her wine. The bartender kept sneaking peeks as he watched Mia out of the corner of his eye. He had been flirting relentlessly since she walked in.
Cyrus entered the bar looking around to see if he could find his flower. His eyes quickly found the one woman in the place with a red dress and a curvaceous body that made him swoon. He wanted to rush across the room and have his way with her right there on the bar.
Her fit legs crossed at the knee, making her dress slip slightly up her thigh. Cyrus’ eyes traveled up the round of her hips up to her small waist. Her voluptuous breast peeking out the top of her dress inviting him in, with the creaminess of her soft skin begging to be caressed. Cyrus’ breath hitched as he watched her ruby red lips press against her wine glass, leaving a faint lipstick stain.
“My God she’s beautiful. How can I be so lucky?”
Cyrus made his way to the bar and sat down on the stool next to Mia. Pretending he didn’t know her, he waved over the bartender.
“A rum and Coke please, and something for the lady.” Cyrus looked out of the corner of his eye with a sly smirk.
“Thank you, sir. My glass was almost empty.”
“We can’t have that, now can we? Do you come here often?”
“First time. You?”
Cyrus turned to Mia, tilting his head to look over her body. The dress looked like it was made for her. His eyes glided over her hips and thighs, once more. Thoughts about how his fingerprints would look on her soft pale skin as he was gripping her tight, taking her from behind, made him unconsciously lip his lips.
“Oh, no. I reserve that for someone special. Sweetheart, do you have a name?”
Cyrus took her hand and kissed the pulse point of her wrist with a seductive smirk. Mia blushed slightly as he placed her hand back on her lap. He slowly grazed her exposed upper thigh with his knuckles as he pulled his hand away, making Mia shiver from his soft touch. Cyrus pulled at the hem of he redress to cover her leg. He was not going to allow those other men another second of looking at his girl.
“Oh, no. I’m on my own tonight.”
“Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Um-hum. He’s a big guy. About your size. Sexy eyes, sweet smile, great body. He’s a real romantic,” Mia giggled. “Sort of cocky though. I think he thinks he’s a badass or something.”
Cyrus gave a slight chuckle as he looked around to see if anyone was listening to them. “Sounds like a great guy.”
“Oh, he is.” Mia leaned over, running her hand up the inside of Cyrus’ thigh. “But, I don’t think he would mind if I shared some company tonight with you. He seems to be okay with me having a little harmless fun.”
“Friend, huh? What kind of benefits do I get if I qualify as your friend?”
“I can think of one or two. What is that old saying? Friends with… benefits.”
Mia’s hand slid up his leg almost resting on the bulge under his dress slacks, her pinky touching him just enough to make Cyrus’ member twitch and come alive.
He let his eyes drop to see what her next move would be while trying to maintain his composure. Cyrus looked through hooded eyes up at her with a lusty gaze. The shy Cyrus had left and the fully viral man was there. Letting out a low hum, he took her hand and led her to the dining area.
Like a true gentleman, Cyrus pulled out her chair and seated Mia at a table in a quiet area of the five-star restaurant. Leaning over to rest his hand on the table, his lips grazed her earlobe as he spoke in a deep deliberate tone, making sure she knew fully his intentions.
Mia’s mouth dropped open and she lost character for only a moment. “But, sir. I’m a good girl.”
“Good girl? Didn’t you have your hand on my leg a few minutes ago, teasing my cock with your fingertips?”
“I’m sorry. I’ll be good.” Mia batted her lashes.
Cyrus cupped her chin in her hand. “Such a pretty little tease. I bet those ruby lips will look nice wrapped around my cock later. Punishment for trying to play games with me.”
“What are you going to do to me? I’ll be good. Honest, I will. ”
Her eyes watched him intently as Cyrus scanned the room again. As her eyes followed him, she realized he was seeing something that she hadn’t. Other men were looking at her and he was making eye contact with every one of them to ensure they knew she was his. Mia smiled to herself as she realized what was happening. Cyrus thought she was the hottest girl in the room and he was claiming her.
Mia reached for his hand. “Not one of them could turn my eyes away from you. I hope you know that.”
Cyrus looked back to her with a slow loving smile. “It feels nice.”
“Sorry, I broke roleplay. I’m not very good at this.”
“It’s fine. Anastasia likes to share with me. She thinks that we are a good match.” Cyrus winked at her as he picked up the menu.
“She’s right. We are. I’m sorry that Gage opened his big mouth about this. It’s a little embarrassing.”
“No. It’s fun. It made me feel like a sexy vixen in one of those old spy movies. Let’s get back in our roles and play this out.”
“Even giving me your panties?” Cyrus teased.
“If you’re a good boy you can have more than my panties tonight.”
“I can be very good.”
Mia blushed, covering her smile with the menu. “Trust me. I know. So does your whole family that heard me yelling your name the other night. Your sister heard us have sex in the woods. I thought I was going to die when she told me.”
Cyrus ran his hand over his face. “Geez. She’s never going to let me live that down. She thinks I’m a prude when it comes to stuff like that.”
Mia giggled, “Hardly. I think you have a kinky side deep inside there.”
Cyrus wiggled his eyebrows at her. “Won’t it be fun to find out?”
After dinner, Cyrus was leading Mia from the hotel restaurant. The shy Cyrus was back and he looked so nervous. He turned to face Mia and pulled a key card from his pocket. Looking around he made sure no one saw.
Mia started laughing and blurted out. “You got us a room?”
“Shh! Keep your voice down.”
“What are you worried about? We are grown adults.”
“I just don’t want people thinking my girl is a call girl.”
“Aww. Are you worried people will judge me? That’s sweet. You don’t have to be so protective of me.”
“I know. I just… I love you so much and I don’t want anyone to disrespect you.”
Mia took his hand pulling him toward the elevators. “To hell with them. Let’s finish this night off right.”
Cyrus followed like a little puppy down the hallway. A slow grin washed over his face as they entered the elevator and he started humming the tune “Love in an Elevator” by Aerosmith.
Mia gave him the side-eye with a playful nudge in the side. “Careful what you wish for.”
Cyrus grabbed her by the waist and walked her into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed he pinned her to the wall. Ravaging her mouth as he descended upon her. His hand slipped up her dress and between her thighs before Mia knew what was happening.
Sliding his fingers between her folds made her quiver as he legs opened to allow him better access. His thick finger cupped her mound and slid into her entrance. Mia gasped at the sudden intrusion and bucked wanting more.
“Fuck baby. You are already so wet.”
Cyrus reached for the stop button on the elevator, quickly flipping Mia around to face the back wall. She could hear his heavy breathing in her ear over the sound of his zipper sliding down. Cyrus quickly flipped her dress up over the swell over her full backside while slipping on a condom.
“We don’t have much time. I’m going to take you hard and fast right now.”
Mia panted as he pushed into her quickly. His trust was fast, hard, and almost lifted her from the floor with each viral thirst. Mia grabbed at the wall and he pounded into her. Her toes barely touched the floor as Cyrus lifted her hips to meet his height.
“Yes. Cyrus. Harder!”
Cyrus’ fingers made their way to her front, roaming over her sensitive nub, and bringing Mia to the brink.
“CYRUS! I’m... YES!”
As soon as he felt her quake from her orgasm, her walls clamped down on his hard member making him growl into her ear.
Cyrus turned Mia to face him. Lifting her from the floor, to wrap her legs around his waist, he buried his face in her neck stifling his grunts. He entered her with a hard thrust making Mia feel as if she would surely be left with an emptiness when he released her.
He filled her completely as their moans reverberated off the elevator walls. With one hard push, Cyrus released inside her with a shutter. His muscles tensed trapping her against the cold elevator wall.
As they came down from their high, Cyrus straightened her dress and kissed the top of her head. “Thank you.”
“Being everything I ever dreamed of. For letting me live out one of my fantasies and not having to feel weird about it.” Cyrus held her close as he pushed the button to start the elevator back up.
“You have never roleplayed before, have you?”
“No. I’ve always been afraid to admit I wanted to try it.” Cyrus’ cheeks went flush from the admission.
His shy side was always so adorable and in full display now. Mia smiled to herself. His vulnerability was endearing and she loved him even more because of it.
“...and, I would love to hear more. Let’s head to the room and have some fun. I don’t think tonight is over just yet. Anastasia still wants to play.”
As the doors opened on their hotel room floor, he threw her over his shoulder rushing to the room. “Yes. Ma'me! Playtime!”