Shame Ch. 03

I walked towards the hotel, wrapping the wool burgundy trench around me tighter. The bitter wind slapping me in the face, I almost ran to the entrance. This time when I got in, I actually took note of my surroundings, everything was sleek and modern. The colors were neutrals and natural wood. With dim lighting, the ambiance was inviting. I relaxed a little more and made my way to the bar. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone, it was time to start being smarter.

I saw the bartender give me a look. I felt heat rising to my cheeks; I ordered a rose water martini. I took my drink and headed for a table in the back corner.

I was there at 7:30 on the dot. It seemed like I had waited for half an hour. I checked my black berry it was only 7:40. Time was dragging by. I wondered if he changed his mind. Maybe he came to his senses. It would've been a relief, but also, I would be hurt. I began to feel like a fool, and rejected. If he could come to his senses, then why couldn't I? Why was I the weak one that showed up? I glanced at my phone again, 8:05 pm. I moved to leave. My eyes burned with tears of embarrassment. I will not cry for this.

Just when I was about to get up Ignacio slid in the booth, he put down his drink. His olive skin looked golden with the lighting, peach on his cheeks from the cold. I took in his brown eyes, and my anger almost melted they were soft. His full lips were dark red from the cold as well. His brown hair looked like the wind had swept him in, it only added to his effect. He ran his finger through it to get it out of his face. I exhaled.

"Sorry I'm late. You were about to leave?"

"I'm not your servant. I don't have to wait if you aren't on time"

"It's funny how feisty you are with your clothes on, but when they are off you are so submissive." He smirked. I wanted to slap him.

I slid out of the booth. "Is this why you asked me here, to mock me? If so, I can continue to be on my way." I got up still facing him. Ignacio moved so fast I almost squeaked. He was standing behind me, just his weight against my back was making me wet. He leaned down forward even more to put his lips to my ear.

"Calm down, I apologize, don't leave me. I'm only teasing, even though it's the truth. You love to submit baby, can't you tell?" He pressed more of his weight on my back. I sighed and closed my eyes. His hand came around my side to my stomach. I had on a cardigan over my blouse. I felt his fingers as they went from my abdomen to the middle of my breast as he unbuttoned it. His erection was on my ass. As he squeezed my right breast, I let out a quiet moan.

"Not here."

"Of course not, I made you a promise, though you are making it hard. Will you sit down for me Torrie?"

I opened my eyes and turned my head. No one was looking. It was pretty empty this time of the year was for families...

"Yes."

We continued conversation like we weren't seconds away from fucking on the table. I was so wet I thought I might have peed on myself. It was surprising how much He remembered of what I told him that first night. He knew my job, and I had gone to school at Dillard. He even knew my family was from Louisiana but moved here when I was little. I had even told him stories of my appearance giving me trouble as a child. That was personal.

I needed a little prompting but soon details of his life began to pop back up in my fuzzy memory. He was five years older than me and had grown up in Charleston, SC. He attended University of Texas. Like me, his promotion was fairly recent. And oh yea, he had been married for seven years and oh yea he had twins. My mind jogged back to his wife. I envied her body even more. That night we had talked longer than I realized. We told each other so much in our drunk state. I had spent over five hours with the man and didn't even notice.

"Why did you ask me to come here?

"Why did you come?"

"I want to know why you have me like this."

"Do you think you are the only one that feels like they are losing their grip with reality?"

"I don't know Ignacio. You weren't the only pushed against the wall ready to give up all your morals."

"Are you going to cling to that so you don't feel as bad about being here? I am controlling you?" I saw anger rising in his eyes like it was in mine.

"I won't deny I want it anymore. That's why I am here."

"I won't deny it anymore either and that is why I asked you to come...So, I asked you a question, am I controlling you?"

His eyes were no longer soft. He had gotten up again pulling on his long coat. I noticed that his belt was undone. Just seeing that made me hot all over again, I couldn't believe I was licking my lips.

"I think, part of me is controlled by you..."

"Oh really? I think I just bring out what you really wanna do. " He had begun to rub himself through his pants, while looking around. We were the only ones in the place except for the bartender and a drunk woman who was almost over the bar talking to him.

"You wanna be dirty don't you?"

I felt myself inching towards the edge of the booth. My hands moved his away as I started to stroke him looking up in his eyes.

"Damn, Torrie you are so beautiful. You-" He braced his right hand against the column next to the booth. I had pulled down his zipper. I stuck my hand in then, pulled his cock out. His eyes got wide in shock, but he didn't move to stop me.

"Who is dirty now, Who is in control now?" My heart was racing. This was the boldest thing I had ever done. Ignacio's eyes narrowed, as he took a deep breath. I felt him tense as he tried not to move his hips with my hands. I licked my lips again.

"Suck it." He said in a strained low voice.

"What?" I had stopped moving.

"You want to play? You want to be bad? Suck it."

I looked around Ignacio. The woman and bartender were still there. They were really close to each other, I was too far away to see what they were doing. Then he glanced up, and our eyes met. Usually that would have been enough to embarrass me. Instead of stopping like I thought I would do in the situation. I licked my palm then sped my hands up on Ignacio's cock.

"Oh God, suck it please..." He pushed his hands in my hair pulling my face closer to his hips. I wrapped my lips around the head and swirled my tongue around it. I heard a moan sifting through him biting his lip. The sound went straight between my legs. Why was this such a turn on?

"Uhhmm, let's go!" He gentle pushed me back, and began collecting himself. I was kind of confused and relieved. I began to get my coat and purse. He pulled me up by my arm and kissed me hard on the lips. He forced his tongue in my mouth before I had time to open it. I began to moan into our kiss. He ran his hands down my back and squeezed my ass.

Ignacio held his grip on my arm and began to walk out the bar. I stumbled along and looking through my hair that had fallen in my face. The bartender was too involved in the woman to pay attention to us. I wasn't sure, but I thought I saw her shirt open. Ignacio was practically dragging me to the elevator.

"What did you tell your guy?"

"Huh, Wha?"

"What did you tell him? I might keep you here longer than I thought."

"Oh...I told him I was going to go shopping and then wrap his gifts at my house." I felt a pain in my chest as I answered. I had told James a complete lie.

Ignacio didn't say anything else. I didn't ask him about his wife. I didn't want to know his lie. We had reached the elevators, and he pressed the button. The doors opened immediately, he backed me against the wall. I attacked his mouth as he grabbed me between my legs. Massaging me like he had a stress ball in his hands, it drove me crazy.

I didn't realize when we stopped. I hadn't even bothered to ask where he was taking me. We ended up close to the top floor in a small suite. The earth tones and modern décor continued in the room from the lobby. I barely had time notice. We were on each other like animals. Ripping off our clothes and falling to the bed.

"No words," was all he said to me.

He rolled me on top of him turning my body around so my pussy was in his face. The sensation started from my toes to my head when I felt his tongue slide in me. I felt like I would explode trying to hold in all the things I wanted to say. I took his cock hungrily in my mouth. Pressing it was deep as I could gagging; then swallowing it deeper into my throat. It was all I could do. His mouth vibrated against me as he moaned. I was spinning out of control from what his tongue was doing to me.

I heard a phone vibrate in the distance.

My body twitched as I came down from my climax. I felt him maneuvering me to my back as he turned to face me. He kissed me, we tasted each other. I hardly had time to react as he spread me wide. I started to cry out. He bit my bottom lip. My eyes watered as he sucked it to sooth me.

"I said, No words."

He then placed each hand on one of my inner thighs. He began to pound into me for what felt like an hour. I couldn't stop the convulsions happening as I clinched and released him. I was doing involuntary kegels.

I heard a phone vibrate again.

"Ignacio..."

His eyes got wide, and he slapped my pussy hard. I shut my eyes and mouth as tight as I could. It sounded like I had a hiccup each time he bottomed out My legs were so stiff when I was finally able to close them. He rolled over and pulled my face to his. He kissed me roughly again. He swirled his tongue in my mouth, like he really knew me. We pulled away breathing hard. I had to fight the urge not to drift to sleep.

When I recovered, I took my phone from my purse and hobbled to the bathroom. James had called me twice. I debated to call him back. It was scary to me how quickly my brain was coming up lies to tell. I listened to his messages. I felt like shit he sounded concerned about my safety. I sat on the toilet until I was stiff from the hard seat.

I exited from the bathroom. Ignacio looked like he was waiting on me to speak first. Fine.

"Was this enough? What happens next?"

His phone lit up on the bed-side table.