Wicked Game by Ron Diel
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The delivery came as a complete surprise. The only thing in the package was note & a hotel key, “The Regency, Room 425, 7:00 pm tonight. Anna.”
I was completely floored. I had met Anna a short time ago. It was a chance meeting in the airport brought about courtesy of a wild summer storm. We started talking in the airport lounge and we quickly hit it off. We shared so much in common, it was like we had known each other our entire lives. What started out as dinner soon turned into 2 a.m. We exchanged our information then went our separate ways. While it had been a pleasant way to spend an extended layover, I thought I would never see her again.
I arrived at the Regency at 6:00 pm, nervous beyond belief. I paced the lobby like a restless cat. I had a drink in the bar, but I just could not work the nerves out of myself. I was happy I would get to see Anna again, but why her hotel room? I knew she was happily married with children, and she would never do anything to jeopardize that. I finally gained enough composure to take the elevator to the 4th floor.
Walking slowly down the hall, I arrived at Room 425, glancing at my watch–it was 6:58. “Moment of truth,” I said to myself. I slipped the card into the slot, halfway hoping it wouldn’t work. The light flashed green and the door opened. Swallowing my nervousness, I entered the room. At first, all I could see was a darkened room. The door clicked shut behind me, and the light of several candles bathed the room in a soft glow. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, my other senses went into overdrive. I caught the smell of roses and jasmine in the air, heard the soft music playing from the stereo.
It took a moment to identify the voice of Chris Isaak. I recognized the song that was just ending, “Kings of the Highway” and suddenly froze in my tracks. The next song would be “Wicked Game,” and Anna had mentioned that Chris Isaak got her “in the mood” and “Wicked Game” was especially erotic. The haunting melody began to play.
The world was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I’d meet somebody like you
And I never dream that I’d lose somebody like you
The door to the bathroom swung open, and Anna was silhouetted in the bright doorway. Once again my eyes were forced to adjust and when they did, breath caught in my throat.
She stood there, wearing a man’s white dress shirt. “Hello, Ron. I’m so very glad you could make it.” She walked over to me, slowly, letting the words of the song carry her across the room. The smile on her face also contained desire and lust.
No, I don’t want to fall in love [This love is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don’t want to fall in love [This love is only gonna break your heart]
With You
With You
Anna kissed me on the cheek, took my hand and led me to the sofa. She gently pushed at my chest, indicating she wanted me to sit. After making sure I was sitting properly, her smile grew more…enigmatic, but the fire in her eyes threatened to consume me.
What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
Slowly unbuttoning my shirt, her cool hands snaked around my chest and torso, sending shivers through me. The shivers were intensified by the lyrics of the song still playing in the background.
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
Anna leaned over and kissed me again, this time on my lips. Her kiss gentle, almost sweet. But something just seemed to change in an instant. Her lips began to devour mine with pent up desire. It seemed like years of passion were locked up inside her, desire that had never seenthe light of day with her husband. It was like a hurricane had been unleashed in front of me. Her lips seethed and searched, her hunger so very evident.
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you
And I don’t want to fall in love [This love is only gonna break your heart]
And I don’t want to fall in love[This love is only gonna break your heart]
Her seeking lips left mine and she gazed hungrily at me. Anna’s face and eyes were wild with the same passion I felt in her kiss. Her hands toyed with the hem of her shirt, then slowly moved to unbutton the bottom two buttons, revealing her bare stomach and naked pelvis. I was drawn to the pale white skin like a moth to a flame. As I drew nearer, the scent of her desire overwhelmed me. My arms wrapped around her waist as I kissed her belly and wandered lower.
The world was on fire
No one could save me but you
My lips brushed against the edges of her flower, sending shudders throughout her body. The first touch of my tongue as it joined my lips in their exploration, Anna grabbed my head and pushed me back. For the second time tonight, my breath caught in the very core of my being. Anna had finished unbuttoning her shirt and her naked body was revealed to my hungry gaze. Taking my hand, she pulled me from the couch to the side of the bed.
I never dreamed that I’d love somebody like you
I never dreamed I’d lose somebody like you
She quickly removed the rest of my clothing and molded her gloriously naked form to mine in a sensual embrace. My cock swelled and hardened, pressing against her and stirring an animal from her throat. Our bodies moved as one, and we fell to the bed. She had strewn rose petals on the bed before my arrival, but the only thing I could smell was her need. Anna grasped my swollen member and guided it to her wet opening.
No I don’t wanna fall in love[This love is only gonna break your heart]
No I don’t wanna fall in love[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you
As I entered her pussy, the storm washed over me again and possessed me. Her legs captured my body and pulled me in deeper. Her pelvis controlled the rhythm and tempo of our lovemaking. I tried to gain control, but the storm that was Anna would not let me loose. The pounding waves of her pelvis crashed against the shore of my body, pushed ever deeper by her legs around me. As I wondered just how much longer I could last, the storm reached its peak. The throes of her orgasm nearly dislodged me from my delicate vantage. I hung onto her as if our lives depended on it, trying so desperately to be the anchor keeping her from being torn from the shores of life. My body released itself into her, adding the final part of the storm that pushed her into oblivion. I laid there, my throbbing cock slowly sinking into quiet , waiting for her ecstatic voyage to end.
Nobody loves no one
Our mutual passion controlled our actions, kisses, touches, desire growing and subsiding again and again. The only discernible sounds were our moans orgasmic cries. Consciousness soon left us both, knowing only the feeling of sated bodies against each other. The last thing I remember as blissful slumber took me was the final refrain.
Nobody loves no one
When I awoke the next morning, I was alone. The scent in the room and the state of the bed revealed to me it had not been a dream. I slowly sat up, searching for any clue of Anna’s presence. Hearing nothing, I rose from the bed and spied a note taped to the mirror.
Not wanting to read the contents of the note. I forced myself to the mirror and took the note. The only words on the paper caused me to stumble backwards onto the bed and weep.
I never dreamed I’d love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I’d lose somebody like you
My dear, sweet Anna. May you find the happiness you so desperately seek.
