Red Confessions: Feverish Surrender to Yann in Montpellier

Montpellier train station, 10 AM. Heart pounding, I step off, valise dragging. Yann’s text hits: meeting delay, hotel suite booked. Alone in this strange city, pulse quickens. Luxe hotel looms. Suite with jacuzzi stuns me. King bed calls. I collapse, asleep instantly. His caress wakes me. Eyes wide, fear flashes, then melts. Hand in his, trembling fades. Neck gripped, lips crash. Tongues tangle, back arched. Minutes blur. ‘Happy you’re here, Cathy.’ 6:15 PM. Dinner planned. Shower time, door open. Hot water slicks skin. Soapy hands tease breasts, slide to smooth pubis, thighs. His eyes devour. I linger, clit throbbing. Towel wraps me in his arms. Lingerie, stockings, black dress laid out. Elevator descent: his hand dips to ass. Doors close. Pinned to wall, fingers under dress, lace grazed, string soaked. ‘Gonna make you wild, like your shower tease.’ Thigh tease in car turns bold. Zipper down, cock gripped. Stroking hard, his breath hitches. Rural stop. Lips engulf him, hardening deep. He fingers my drip, clit swollen. Straddled, string aside, pierced slow. Hips grind frantic. Heart hammers. Cum floods as I shatter. Restaurant private room, candlelit. Foot up thigh, cock stiffens under table. Blindfolded. Breath hot on neck, lips trail. Hands cup breasts, belly, thighs. Pinned to wall, wrists held high. Leg hooked, erection presses. String ripped, tongue dives into pussy. Fingers plunge. Muffled moans. Cock thrusts savage, hand over mouth. Orgasms rip us. Hotel return, elevator bulge grinds. Jacuzzi bubbles. Feet stroke cock between toes. Mouths on tits, fingers circle clit. Bed, wet skin slapping. Menottes click wrists. Oil drips, hands knead back, ass. Fingers probe holes. ‘Want my cock, slut?’ ‘Fuck me!’ Prone bone pounds. Flipped, ridden hard. Legs on shoulders, brutal deep. Cries echo as we explode.