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Date Night

Date: 7/25/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: Milik_the_Red, Rating: 43, Source: LushStories

sending chills racing through him. He wanted her so badly he could only pray that her touch wasn't as innocent as it appeared. Outwardly, he remained calm, but he very much hoped it meant something more. The thing was, he had timed this conversation carefully, and just as the silence separating what they both wanted from what they dared admit began to grow, he pulled into the parking lot of the Kensington Hotel and Casino. The Kensington was new and grand with its Art Deco exterior and beautiful, multi-colored lighting. It advertised itself as catering specifically to couples seeking a romantic getaway, and Jake knew that it offered the perfect setting for their first true night together. Tricia's gaze flowed over the opulent grounds and beautiful statuary surrounding the hotel, wondering why he had chosen to stop here. "Are we going to the buffet? I thought you wanted to go to RJ's for dinner?" "Well, we still could, I guess." he replied, as he found a place to park. Then he took her hand from his thigh and held it in his. "It's just that I was hoping we could have room service for dinner tonight." "Room service? But for that we would need..." Her voice dried up and became a squeak as the realization of what he meant sank in. "We would need a room," he finished for her, and held up a plastic key card with the Hotel's name emblazoned across the top. "It's a corner suite on the twenty-seventh floor, Trish. I know you wanted our first night together to be special, and I do too. ... I want this to be a night worthy of you." "Gosh, Jake. A suite? This must have cost you a fortune. I don't know what to say!" "It really wasn't that expensive, and we don't have to go in if you aren't ready." Then he kissed her hand. "It's just that we've waited so long for this chance, and I think you know how much I want to make love to you. So, I'm asking you, Tricia Moore, will you join me in our own, private room?" With a tear in her eye, Tricia leaned over the seat and kissed him tenderly. "Yes, Jake. I will." It felt like a dream to walk through the lobby with him, and Tricia silently thanked him for having the foresight of already having the key. She felt like everyone in the hotel knew she and Jake were there to have sex, and Tricia would have died of embarrassment if she'd had to face the desk clerk. Jake held her hand tightly as he led her to the elevator. Thankfully, it was empty when the doors slid silently open. Once inside, he kissed her, letting her feel his desire for her through the heat of his lips. "Mmm, that's nice," she cooed, as they parted. "I think so too," he replied, and kissed her again. Tricia might have become lost in his eyes right then, if not for the musical ping of the doors sliding away. "This is our floor." The words were mundane enough, but spoken by him, they carried a greater significance than any she had ever heard. Finally being alone in with Jake, with no chance of being seen or interrupted by anyone, was a completely new feeling for ...