Reaching the hotel, he immediate went to the desk to check in. She put her arm in his and with a sly smile said, "I took the liberty of doing that already," and she produced a room key from her pocket. In true gentlemanly fashion, he protested her taking care of the room, but she was finally able to make him acquiesce. Having only made preparations over the phone, she was hoping the room would be just as she specified and held her breath as she placed the key card in the door. She looked back at him with a raised eyebrow as the door clicked open. They were immediately drawn in by the scent of vanilla spice candles that bathed the room in light that appeared like a sunset that was just kissing the horizon goodnight. In the center of the room was a magnificent four poster bed. It was covered with gauzy fabrics that draped themselves lazily over the posts and melted into the fluffy white comforter that was turned down to reveal the most beautifully contrasting red satin sheets. On the nightstand, champagne was chilling and four giant strawberries sat bathed in chocolate. Despite making the arrangements herself, it took her breath completely away when she finally saw it. "Wow, that's twice in one day," she mused to herself. Raising an eyebrow she turned to see his jaw hanging open in total shock. Feeling she had successfully thrown him off guard, she reached up to his chin to playfully push his mouth closed and asked giggling, "I hope that's a look of good surprise, not bad!" Without skipping a beat or dropping the bag still clutched in his hand, he threw his free arm around her waist, drew her to him and kissed her deeply. It was her turn to be caught off guard. Just as she felt her knees begin to buckle, he gently pulled back. "I'll take that as a positive, then," she said clumsily and he chuckled as he kissed her again; this time not pulling back. Still locked in their kiss, he began walking her backwards towards the bed. His kisses were voracious and she was quite amazed at the energy he had after being on such a long flight. She soon felt the bed reach the back of her legs and he gently guided her down on it. Standing just barely above her, he took a quick moment to take her face in his hand and look at her. Intoxicated by the smell of the candles, the silky cool feel of the sheets, and of course, his intense passionate kisses, she looked up at him from beneath her long dark eyelashes as a smile began to sensually slither up her left cheek and stop just below her dimple. That was the only cue he needed. Gently parting her thighs with his knee and laying her down at the edge of the bed, his kisses resumed as his hands began to slowly move down her body. The started gently at her shoulders and found their way to the front of her red silk blouse. Lazily tracing an imaginary line from her neck to her ample cleavage, he started to pluck the first few buttons on her blouse; just enough to allow his hand to gently explore one of of her firm round breasts. Her back arched instinctively beneath his warm, strong hands as his mouth made it's way to a sensitive spot on her neck. She sighed inwardly with pleasure as it was her turn to start unfastening the buttons on his shirt. She was hungry to feel his skin on hers and made short work of it. Their bodies lost contact only long enough for her to cast his shirt aside before becoming entwined once again. Kissing his way down her body, he finished what he started with the buttons on her blouse, and stopped to take in the sight of her in a black and red lace bra. Wasting no time, she took this opportunity to unbuckle his belt and unzip his slacks. Slowly sliding them down his legs, should felt him growing even harder for her. This sent a familiar warm flush of wetness between her thighs and she knew she wouldn't be able to wait much longer to have him inside of her. As if reading her mind, his hands slid up her thigh high stockings, underneath her skirt in the hopes of removing her panties, but only finding her soft moist skin in their stead. It was enough to make him crazy as he didn't even bother taking the time to remove her skirt. Aggressively, he pushed it up around her waist as he slid his rock hard cock inside of her. She let out a loud gasp of pleasure from the sensation of him entering her and she tightened around him. He kissed her hard as he thrust deep inside of her. She only hoped she could hold out as she didn't want this feeling to end. He paused just for a moment to roll on his back so that she was now on top of him. As she resumed rocking hard on him, he reached up and pulled her bra down beneath her breasts, revealing her now very erect nipples which he ran his thumbs over. She leaned forward teasingly as her smoldering dark eyes reflected in his steely-blue ones and kissed him just as a grin spread across his lips. Moving his hands to her hips, he pressed her hard down onto him which instinctively made her back arch as she moaned loudly; he was fast pushing her over the edge and he knew it. Their bodies moved in sync as she rocked hard to the rhythm of his thrusts. Just as she was about to completely let go, he instinctively pushed her hips down hard on top of him, sending her into orbit. She came hard as her pussy contracted tight around his cock. The sensation of her tight around him and her cries of ecstasy were all he needed. His fingers dug slightly into the soft flesh of her hips as he came deeply and warmly inside of her. Her muscles shaking from the intensity of it all, she collapsed onto his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. They were both completely exhausted, dizzy, and perfectly content. He kissed her head gently and brushed the hair away from her face so he could once again look into her eyes. She smiled up at him and gently kissed his lips. Minutes passed and neither spoke a word as they lay there content in each others arms. Finally, he broke the silence by saying, "We didn't even touch the champagne and strawberries!"