Room Service
Trance closed the door behind her and leaned back against
it, letting out a deep breath: she couldn’t believe that Harper had old
her she wasn’t that good in bed. It was their firs leave together, and
they had finally acted on the feelings they had been guarding for each
other, and he had spurned her the next morning.
They still had two days until Beka was due to pick them up in the Maru, and she knew that the first thing the freighter pilot would do was remind her of all the time she had been told that shipboard romances never worked.
Deciding to make the most of the time she had, she called room service and ordered a light meal. She looked at the huge and inviting bed, but decided to have a shower first.
Just as she came out, there was a knock at the door. Wrapping a towel around her body, Trance went to answer it. A tall, dark-hair human porter stood there holding a tray containing the meal she had ordered. He placed the plate of salmon and cucumber sandwiches on a table and then looked up at her Inquiringly.
“Will madam be requiring anything else?” he asked, poker-faced.
He looked perplexed as Trance slowly let the towel slip from her breast. She let it fall to her midriff, her nipples growing hard in the cool air-conditioned room.
“Perhaps you’d like to come closer?” she teased. She took his had and led him to the bed, licking her lips in anticipation as she lay down.
“My name is Antonio,” said the porter, “And now it is my time to make you welcome in my own special way.” He suddenly ripped the towel away as he showered her naked breasts with kiss after passionate kiss.
Eagerly they explored each other’s love zones, with darting, probing and flicking tongues in a frenzy of mutual pleasure.
As Trance came in a shuddering orgasm, Antonio rolled around and began to kiss her lips, pushing his tongue deep into her responsive mouth. Then, as he gently nibbled her ear, Trance arched her back and he penetrated her with his ramrod.
The shallow gasps Trance had been making exploded into uncontrollable moans and groans of utter ecstasy and they moved in unison as she thrust her body up to his.
“I want! I want! I want! Moaned Trance as she felt herself starting yet another orgasm. Then she began to feel the muscles tighten in his back as he thrust into her reputably.
“I want too!” He moaned, “I want too!”
Trance lowered her legs so they where wrapped around the center of his back and Antonio exploded into her, bringing her to yet another mighty orgasm.
Afterwards, Antonio rolled off and kissed her neck and shoulders as he stroked her bosom tenderly. Trance watched as he slowly began to dress.
“Will madam require anything else?” Antonio asked, his poker face slipping to reveal a grin.
“Yes,” Trance smiled, “I’d like your personal touch again tomorrow.”
“Of cores,” nodded Antonio, “Just ring reception and ask for room service. That’s why I’m here.” With that, he quietly left the room, leaving Trance on the edge of sleep.
“Balls to you, Harper,” she thought before she fell into a deep, contented sleep.
The End