Solomon extends my arm and steps back, his eyes gliding over me, studying me from head to toe a few times. And then he bites his damn lip. Ugh...my panties are soaked instantly.

"You look so amazing Tori," pulling me into his chest, placing a kiss on my cheek.

My breathing gets sporadic as I look up at him, "Solomon, you always have a way of making me feel so good. You look pretty damn sexy yourself...that suit fits you like a glove."

His eyes fill with desire, "I really really need to kiss you Tori."

The urgency in his voice sends electricity all through me. Oh, my goodness, what is this man doing to me?

Nodding my head, I watch him close in slowly, our lips finally touching. His hands tighten on my waist, as my arms slide up to wrap around his neck. The kiss quickly turns passionate, with a low moan sliding from his chest, but just as his hands roam to my ass, we hear someone clearing their throat. Jumping apart, we both turn to see Susanna glaring at us.

"Victoria, what is going on here? You know someone could see you out here kissing that boy. I mean he's a biker thug Victoria! How could you?"

Ok, I've had enough. 

"Look Susanna..." but Solomon places a hand on my back, stopping me. I glance up at him to see his eyes flash with anger.

"With all due respect Mrs. Harrison, you have absolutely no right to judge or question anything that Victoria and I do, and I am most definitely NOT a boy or a thug; I'm a grown ass man." Solomon pauses with a raised brow to glance down at me and pull me in tighter against his body and continues, "A fact to which I'm sure Victoria can attest to."

I think my panties just got wet. 

"Devin and I have respectable, successful businesses and just because we don't have what YOU consider high powered careers, doesn't give you the right to be so damn disrespectful. Whether you like it or not, we are adults and will do as we please. If Victoria and I want to fuck the entire vacation, nonstop then we will do that. Maybe you should try it...I'm sure Mr. Harrison would be thrilled. Now if you'll excuse us, we're going back to the wedding."

Oh shit, yep, they're wet.

Susanna is left with her mouth flapping like a fish out of water, hand raised to her chest. I guess she's shocked. So am I!

Solomon leads us back to the wedding party, but I take the lead and walk him to the elevators instead. His face is priceless, looking completely confused. He tries to say something, but I silence him with a finger against his lips. Once we make it inside the elevator, I pounce on him, devouring his mouth.

"If there weren't cameras in here Solomon, I would strip you naked right here, right now," I say against his mouth. 

He pulls away with a grin gradually spreading to his lips, studying me. "So, you like that, huh? All I had to do was tell Mrs. H to mind her damn business, for you to want to get in my pants?"

"Mmhmm," nodding in agreement, as I slam into his lips again.

And now, I don't really care if there are cameras or not. After this vacation, we won't see these people again. And shit, after all is said and done, I probably won't see Solomon again either, but I push that thought to the back of my mind.

Live in the moment, Victoria and live in the moment is exactly what I am about to do.

Grabbing for his belt, I unfasten it quickly, along with his pants. My hand slips into his boxer briefs, massaging him into a full-blown erection, as our tongues swirl and play with each other. Quickly pulling my mouth from his, I turn to see how many floors we have to go. Shit. Eight floors...let's do this.

Dropping down in front of him, I pull his dick out, running my tongue up his shaft, then taking him in completely, sucking and licking him with wild abandon. Solomon is so shocked and turned on, he almost rips the rail off of the elevator wall, and roars with excitement.

"Fuuuuck!"

Hell, I'm shocked at myself. I've never done anything like this.

The elevator dings and just before the doors slide open, I jump up, trying to make sure I cover his nudity. An older couple joins us.

His husky voice speaks up, "Good evening."

Holding my head down, it's all I can do not to laugh. Solomon buries his face into my neck, pinches my ass and wraps his arms tightly around my waist as the elevator moves to the next floor. The couple exits, and we both explode with laughter.

Back to the task at hand, we finally exit onto our floor and my lips are on his again, as he fumbles with the key to his room. I stroke him a few times, but he groans and pulls from our kiss and my hand.

"Shit Tori, stop! You're going to make me come in the damn hallway!"

"Would that be so bad?" I smirk up at him.

Stumbling inside the darkened room, I drop again, bringing him into my mouth. One hand slides up and down his length, coordinating with my lips and tongue, while my other hand slides through my saturated pussy, massaging my clit.

"Aaaah girl...oh my God!" Solomon's knees almost give out, so I guess it's a good thing I have him backed against the door. Much to my disappointment he manages to slide away and bring me up to face him.

Solomon leans in for a hard kiss, so hard I'm pretty sure that my mouth will be bruised, and he leaves me in search of a condom. Returning, he rolls it on quickly, picks me up so my legs wrap around his waist and moves my thong to the side. Solomon's breathing is as hard as his cock, as he pushes my back against the door and enters me with a force that rips the breath from my chest.

He's so good at giving me what I ask for. He furiously pounds into me against the door, so hard and quick, the door probably has the imprint of my ass.

There's none of that being quiet, like earlier today. We are loud and vocal and it's hot as hell. I seriously, hope no one is walking down the hallway because the sounds coming from us are sure to let people know exactly what's going on in room 1212. I can just hear it now, 'Excuse me front desk, someone seems to be getting fucked and fucked well on the twelfth floor and I would like to know how I can get the same?'

Our orgasms hit together and Solomon groans into my neck, "Damn you girl...mmm" and then he laughs, "Fuck!"

Smiling into the darkness, my hands mindlessly glide over his hair. "Guess we better get back, huh?"

Solomon grunts in dissatisfaction, "Can't we just curl up in the bed now?" He nibbles on my bottom lip and groans sexily, "I might need a few more rounds."

"Noooo way, we've probably already missed a toast or something, Mr. Bestman!"

I gradually slide to the floor and Solomon pulls me into the bathroom so we can attempt to clean up. The mirror shows me what I already know. I've just thoroughly been fucked and I can't help but laugh.

Solomon grabs me around the waist and kisses me dizzy. Uh oh...my heart is doing something here. Shit, I wasn't supposed to bring my heart. I think I'm fucked...in more ways than one.