When one doors closes, a kennel door opens.
Sarah felt like they should be literally steaming on the street, with the heat from their bodies causing a sizzle reaction where their now soaked clothing touched them.
Without a word, Mike broke their kiss and threw his jacket around her shoulders. Taking her hand, he led her almost at a run back in the direction of the hotel. Her head was swimming and her body on fire as he pulled her through the revolving doors of the hotel, pushing her up against the mirrors of the elevator and kissing her deeply and passionately.
As they stumbled into the warm room, she suddenly realized how cold and wet she was from the rain. He led her directly to the enormous marbled bathroom and turned the shower on full blast to hot. As the steam started to rise, he picked her up in his arm and stepped under the spray. As the warm water started to soak through their damp clothing, he kissed her again and again and again.
"Let's get you out of these wet things" he murmured with a smile. Sarah felt like she was in a daze, that she no longer had any control of what was happening. Her body had taken over and was calling the shots. He pulled her t-shirt up over her head, and unhooked her bra. He ran his hands over her bare shoulders, along her arms and down her stomach. He reached up and cupped her small breasts with his hands, gently massaging them in small circles. The heat from the shower and his touch was making her delirious. She began to suspect she was imaging this entire thing. His hands slid down towards her jeans, undoing them and pulling them down to her ankles and off her feet. Lastly came her flimsy, soaked underwear which he ran his hands down her entire leg as he pulled them off. She felt the sensation of her knees feeling like they would buckle, as they instinctively turned outwards slightly, to allow him access to wherever he wanted. Still kneeling, he moved his hands back upwards until they were almost right between her legs. Her legs parted further still as she leaned backwards again the shower wall for support. His head was positioned right where he wanted, so he had a full view of everything. He leaned his cheek against the inside of her thigh, and used his right hand to travel upwards and explore. He lightly touched her completely swollen lips, only to find a heavy coating of pussy juice already covering them. Mike sucked in his breath slightly, he knew she was excited but had no idea she was this far. Her eyes were shut tightly against the spray of the water, unable to deal with what was happening. She had waited so long for this moment, it was almost unbearable. As he lightly grazed her clit with his fingers, she shivered with white-hot passion. He turned to kiss her thigh in several places, then took his index finger and slid it slowly up into her.
"MIKE....Mike...oh god..." she choked. The response was immediate and her wet, swollen pussy closed tightly around his finger, making a helpless effort to move her hips, encouraging more penetration. He shuddered with her response, his already stiff penis turning into a piece of hot, hard granite. Mike's balls were so swollen and heavy, it was almost painful. He put his face close to her pussy in attempt to smell her scent, as he obliged her and added a second finger to the first. He wanted to badly to bury his face in her crotch, and make her cum again and again with his tongue, but knew there would be plenty of time for that later.
She moaned in agony as he withdrew his fingers from her, and realized that they both only wanted one thing. Sarah reached forward to help him rip off his soaked clothes, and moaned in delight when she saw the throbbing erection trying to burst through his boxers. She pulled them off urgently, and although she needed his cock in her, she couldn't help herself and used her hands to cup his ass cheeks and to force his hard dick deep into her mouth.