Personal Shopper

by Jo. Schmidt 5 months ago in erotic

Part Three

Personal Shopper

The last few seconds had gone by so quickly, Riley had to take a moment to actually recall what had happened. The last thing she remembered was asking Harrison if they could go up to the room right now, then in a blink of an eye, he had escorted her off the dance floor, walked her to a set of elevators outside the banquet hall and once alone inside them, he pressed her up against the mirrored walls and smothered her lips with his.

As he kissed her hard, his hand roamed up her leg, going underneath her dress to her thigh. His other hand grasped the back of her head, holding her to him as he kissed her over and over, shoving his tongue inside her mouth.

Luckily no one joined them in this elevator as it climbed and climbed, the door finally opening on the 43rd floor. Letting go of her lips, Harrison took Riley’s hand and led her out of the elevator onto the floor of the hotel. He almost ran down the hall to the room he had booked for the night. Riley struggled to keep up as she was wearing heels and she was trying to fix the hem of her dress that Harrison had pulled so far up her leg.

They stopped in front of a room after a minute of speed walking down the hall and Harrison dug into his pocket for his wallet, finally pulling it out and extracting a key card, which he used to open the door. Navigating Riley inside the room, Harrison slammed the door shut and locked it.

Riley stood in the darkness of the room as Harrison eyed her like she was his prey.

“Oh Riley,” he said, walking towards her. As he got closer, she unintentionally backed away, going further into the suite. “I am going to do so many naughty things to you,” he told her, reaching for and pulling off the satin tie around his neck. “It’s a good thing we were in the store yesterday or else I would have done a lot more to you.”

The back of Riley’s legs hit the side of the king sized bed, and she couldn’t go any further.

“But now,” Harrison continued, “I can do whatever the fuck I want to you.”

Grabbing onto her, he pulled her into him and kissed her again. Reaching behind her, he grabbed at the zipper he had teased her with before and began pulling it down. The dress slowly crumbled down Riley’s body then fell to a pile at her feet.

Harrison stepped back to take a look at her without the dress on. His face suddenly dropped from excitement to disappointment as he looked at her.

“What the hell are these?” he asked her, staring down at her body.

“What?” Riley asked, looking at herself. She was wearing a plain white strapless demi bra and a white cotton thong.

“Please don’t tell me this is what you bought yourself on my account,” Harrison said to her.

“Well, no,” Riley admitted. “These are mine.”

“Didn’t I give you my account and tell you to buy yourself some sexy lingerie?” he asked her.

“Well, yes, you did,” she said. “But you bought three suits and then the dress was kind of expensive,” she explained. “I didn’t want to go overboard.”

Harrison surprised her by grabbing the back of her legs, lifting her up and tossing her onto the bed, on her back. Riley yelped, not from any kind of pain, but from the initial shock of her body being thrown up and onto the bed. She propped herself up onto her elbows and stared at Harrison as he took off his suit jacket.

“I don’t care how much that dress cost you,” he told her. “I told you to buy yourself lingerie for this evening and you didn’t obey me.”

Riley’s eyes widened at his words.

Stripping out of his suit jacket, Harrison undid the buttons of his shirt then removed it, letting the clothing fall to the floor. Riley’s brain told her to look him in the eyes as he was talking to her, but she couldn’t help herself and stared directly down at his rock hard abs and the sexy line of hair that formed on his abdomen and went down into his pants.

Her eyes were drawn back up though when his commanding words ordered her to look at him.

“Now, with this being our first real night together,” he began, “I’m only going to punish you a little bit tonight, but in the future, when I tell you to do something,” he leaned down onto the bed and brought his face directly in front of hers, “you better fucking do it. Understand?”

Riley nodded vigorously.

He grinned and peaked her on the lips softly. “Good.”

“What do you mean by punish?” Riley asked Harrison, unable to hide the fear in her voice.

Before Riley could say anything else, Harrison grabbed the fabric of Riley’s thong and pulled it off her legs. He stood up and held it out in front of her. “This is what I think of these,” he told her and he ripped the piece of fabric into two pieces. Riley stared at the shredded material as he crumbled it up into a ball, then leaned back onto the bed. “You’re lucky I don’t make you go back downstairs wearing nothing at all underneath that dress. Now,” he said, “open your mouth.”

Riley’s eyes widened again. “What?” she asked, quietly.

“Open your mouth,” he repeated.

Slowly, Riley spread her lips and opened her mouth. The moment it was wide enough, Harrison shoved the fabric of her ruined panties into her mouth, forming a gag.

Standing up straight again, Harrison began undoing the belt of his pants. “You keep that in until I tell you that you can take it out,” he instructed her. “Understand?”

She nodded again. From their makeout session in the elevator up here, Riley had gotten slightly wet and she could taste it on the panties.

Removing his pants completely, Harrison stood in front of her in nothing but his boxer shorts. Riley could see the massive bulge in his shorts and remembered the feeling of his huge cock inside her yesterday.

“Do you want my cock, Riley?” he asked her.

She nodded.

“Take off your bra,” he ordered.

Quickly reaching behind herself, Riley undid the clasp of her white bra and tossed it away from the bed. Harrison stared at her chest.

“God, I love your tits,” he told her.

Climbing onto the bed with her, Harrison moved her back so her head was at the headboard of the massive king sized bed. As he kissed down her neck, Riley rested her head back on the pillow of the bed. His lips traveled from her neck to her collarbone down to between her breasts. Pushing himself up on one hand, he licked the thumb of his other hand and began circling her nipple with his wet finger. Her nipple instantly peaked up and hardened at his touch. Riley moaned into the cloth gag and Harrison looked at her. He watched her intently as she moaned from the feelings he was giving her. The sight of her alone made him rock hard. While continuing to tease one of her nipples with his thumb, he brought his mouth to her second waiting nipple and pulled it into his mouth. A louder cry came from Riley’s gagged mouth as Harrison sucked, blew on and flicked Riley’s hard nipple. He wondered if he could make her cum from just playing with her nipples so he continued flicking one around with the tip of his tongue while he pinched the other one with his finger tips. But as she got closer and closer to an orgasim, fisting her hands into the sheets of the bed, Harrison remembered she still hadn’t been punished enough for disobeying his order of buying herself lingerie. So as she began to arch her back off the bed and scream out in a climax, Harrison let go of her nipples and sat up on his knees over her.

It took Riley a moment to realize what had happened. Realize she was seconds away from orgasim when Harrison had just completly stopped. She opened her eyes and looked up at him as he sat above her. She was unable to ask him what he was doing with the pantie gag still balled up in her mouth.

“Were you about to cum?” he asked her.

She nodded.

One corner of his mouth curled up in a devilish grin. “Do you want to cum?”

She nodded again, feeling the almost pain of her body being so close to being satisfied, just to have it all ripped away from her.

“I’ll make you cum,” he told her. “But just remember this feeling,” he began, as he stripped out of his boxer shorts, “next time you disobey me.”

Reaching between her lips, Harrison pulled the gag out of her mouth and Riley gasped for breath.

He held them up, ripped and still wet from her salvia. “I never want to see you in anything like this again,” he told her.

Riley nodded. “Okay.”

After tossing the panties off the bed, Harrison lined himself up with her aching sex and thrusted himself into her.

Riley screamed out, finally able to cry as loud as she needed too without the boundary of the gag in her mouth. It only took a few thrusts from Harrison’s huge cock before she was clawing at his back as her body rocked with an orgasim. He had brought her so close before so it didn’t take long to get her completely there.

She threw her head back on the pillow and cried out as she came all over him.

Harrison didn’t stop though. He grabbed onto the headboard of the hotel room bed and fucked into her hard as she orgasimed, came down from it and then was built up again.

“Harrison!” she cried out, feeling like he was going to split her completely in half.

“You’re so fucking tight,” he told her. “I’m going to cum so Goddamn hard.”

Dropping down from the headboard, Harrison wrapped himself around Riley, holding her so close as he kissed into her neck and the two of them came together.

Riley almost whimpered as her second orgasim rolled through her body. She felt Harrison’s body on top of hers, breathing in and out as his cock milked itself inside her. Riley wrapped her arms around his back, and even though he was clearly moist with sweat, she held him tight against her, and the two of them lay there, catching their breath as Harrison’s cock began to soften and slip out of her.

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