74 Show Me

His shocked face has me smirking, "What did you not think I would say yes and now that I did, you don't know what to do?"

I toss my hair over my shoulder and walk a little ahead of him only to glance back over at him confidently, "You still coming or are you going to catch bugs tonight in that mouth of yours?"

I continue on to the bungalow, proud of the way I made him flabbergasted by agreeing.

*WOOSH*

"AH!" I shriek in surprise as two arms scoop me up, suddenly, and I'm bouncing against a familiar chest as Lance jogs back to the bungalow with me. Concerned patrons of the hotel stare in our direction as we pass them.

Giggling at his antics, I cry out, "Lance! What are you doing silly! Put me down!"

The laughter escaping my lips has those concerned, guffawing and shaking their heads as they pay us no mind.

We make it to our bungalow, which Lance is able to get us in without having to set me down, and shuts the door with his foot.

Still giggling at him, I look up into his heated gaze, making my giggles burn up in my lungs. He takes me to the bed and lays me down on it, keeping his eye contact with me the whole time.

* Knock -knock * " 'Ello? Room Service. I 'ave your hors-d'oeuvre et vin, comme demandé."

Our eye contact breaks and Lance rises to answer the door. He thanks the server, tipping him after he brings in the cart placing the sweets and wine on the table. He shuts the door and starts to walk toward me, only to turn right back around and hang the 'Do not disturb' sign on the outside.

"Alright, now where was I?" Lance rubs his hands together, looking at me like a wolf who's caught a rabbit in his den. He licks his lips quickly, taking notice that my eyes flickered to the movement.

My heart was beating excitedly, as I wonder what he is thinking of doing to me. He approaches me like a predator, slow and purposeful, his head down like a tigers, his eyes wide as he prepares to pounce.

I prop myself up on one elbow, reaching down to the hem of my dress, and slowly pull it up my legs. I bite my lip, watching as his nostrils flare in response, like he was scenting me. I pull the fabric farther up my legs, and begin to spread them.

I tease him, fluttering my eyes at him, crooning, "You gonna show me how bad mannered you are?" I finish pulling up the fabric, showing him that I am not wearing underwear.

Lance moves forward, and quickly grabs my ankles, moving me on the bed to rest my legs against his chest. He gazes down on me, as I try to catch my breath from the unexpected change of position.

"I never said I had bad manners, I'm just not always a gentleman." His hands move and unbutton his slacks, freeing his hard cock from them.

He lines himself up, and fiercely plunges into my slick wet folds.

"OH FUCK!" We cry out in unison.

Lance leans forward, pushing my legs back farther, and begins thrusting, grimacing in restrained but focused pleasure.

I'm startled by how quickly and roughly he's taking me, but I did tell him to prove to me how he was not a gentleman.

"Fuck! You're so damn tight!" Lance grits out, pounding into me deeply.

I do not hold back and retort, "One of the reasons why you love it so much, right?" I smile even through his rough fucking, making him furrow his brows in determination at me.

"Apparently, I'm still being too much of a gentleman to you. Since you are able to smile, maybe I should change this up..." His eyes darken and become hooded in thought.

He pulls out and removes his belt from his waist, approaching me with it in his hands.

"Lance?" I question him with a hesitating tone at what he's planning.

His eyes soften and he drops a hand to my face, "You trust me, right?" He caresses my cheek and draws his thumb over my lips.

I blink and bite my lip before answering, "Yes..." the reservation in my voice evident.

He releases a soft sigh, "Don't worry, it's just going to be your hands that are tied."

He takes the belt and wraps it around both of my wrists, tightening the leather, and looping it around the headboard post. He secures the belt with the buckle in reach of my fingers.

"Does that make you feel better?" He asks, and in return I nod.

I'm trying my hardest to remain calm, repeating to myself, that this is Lance and I trust him. I can't help the trembling that starts in my legs and arms, no matter how much I try to breath and repeat that I'm safe.

Lance takes my breasts out of my dress, lowering his head to lick my nipples and blows across them. It sends a shiver down my already trembling body, making my breath hitch.

His mouth descends back down onto my taut flesh, sucking it hard into his mouth, sending a conflicting mesh of pain and pleasure that turns my core on.

I gasp and then I release a throaty moan, as his hand travels down to grab my sex, rubbing it in slow and firm circles, his palm directly over my clit. His mouth continues to suck hard on my breasts, releasing my nipples with a pop from his mouth.

I'm going to cum if he keeps this up. The thought enters my mind as another moan escapes me. I tug at the belt that holds me to the headboard, wishing to take control, wanting release from the pleasure building tension in me.

Lance pops up off my breasts again, letting his tongue linger on the nipple, flicking it before nipping my hard, budded mound.

"Ah!" I cry, making him lift his eyes up to mine, grinning at me with his busy mouth.

His hand stops rubbing my sex, and a little whine escapes my lips, sounding like a lost puppy.

"Oh? That was a cute little sound you just made. I should try to get you to make that sound more often..." Lance chuckles as I pout at his words, my bottom lip protruding and trembling.

He can't be serious? He's going to drive me crazy if he doesn't give me that dick soon.

"Lance... come on, don't tease me." I lift my hips back up in the air to emphasize my point.

"Heh, heh." The rueful chuckle that escapes Lance has me becoming more frustrated.

"Lance, you know I can only handle being teased for so long..." I remind him.

He just cocks a brow at me, his face remaining stoic. "You're forgetting that I'm showing you how I am not a gentleman." His smile splits his face, a twinkle of delight in his eyes, as he leans over to brush his lips across my own and whisper, "I'm going to drive you wild tonight showing you what I mean.."