Bed Date

The kiss was quite intense.

Both of them felt very satisfied. Their tongues clashed with each other.

The man's hand continued to trace the contents of the miniskirt the woman was wearing.

The tussle intensified when his hand reached its destination, played around it and simply entered.

"Arrggggh!" moaned the woman. The man deepens his fingers to satisfy her.

Under the dim lights with a view of the beautiful sky in the 5-star hotel, both of their faces looked radiant. It was as if their long-held desire could finally be realized, together with the perfect partner they had longed for.

"I am your queen." the woman commanded quite firmly. She unhooked her tight skirt and pulled it up to her waist.

She wiped the brunette hair that partially covered her eyes backwards. When she managed to sit on the pelvis of the man who was lying on the bed, she said "I will lead."

The man grinned. "As you wish, ma'am. I am your servant."

The woman's hips moved back and forth leisurely, unhurriedly, but surely. Sighs accompanied her movements.

Unwilling to stand still, the man's hand reached for the spongy lump that was also moving back and forth. Occasionally he squeezed it, causing her to let out another moan.

"I missed your lips!" she half shouted, wanting his sexy lips.

Understanding what she meant, the man changed his position, lifting her legs. Cornering her against the back of the bed.

Resting on his knees, the man can now see the passionate beauty of the woman's face.

Meanwhile, she wraps her legs around his waist, giving him the freedom to satisfy her.

***

2 hours before the hot scuffle on the bed.

"Let's be honest. Blind dates are so old-fashioned, right?"

Olivia couldn't stop sneering at her parents' suggestion of a blind date. No matter how many times she thought about it, the idea was ridiculous.

Hoping to get married on a blind date? Is this the 80s era? Olivia complained.

"I agree." replied Marshell in agreement.

"In that case, I take it we agree to stop here. I'm not interested in a serious relationship with anyone."

Olivia Margaretta, the only daughter of a conglomerate couple who owned Tongline, one of Asia's largest construction companies. Since her childhood, she has always been blessed with wealth, wanting this and that.

However, Olivia wanted real freedom. Freedom that money can't buy.

Not the constraints of parents with dreams of being the successor to a big company.

"It might be worth considering." Marshell did not immediately agree or reject Olivia's idea.

"What does that mean?" Olivia asked.

"We'll never know about the future."

Olivia furrowed her brow and gave a confused look, "I don't think you understand. I'm not interested in a serious relationship. Let alone marriage."

A faint smile played on Marshell's lips, "I'm not forcing you into a serious relationship. But maybe we can try something else."

"Explain in detail!" Olivia ordered.

"For example.... Bed date?"

Olivia leaned back in her chair. She thought about the proposal for a moment.

The man she had just met for the first time was hinting at a bed date.

Honestly, she did like this kind of date, but she didn't expect it to come from Marshell.

As far as she knew, Marshell Moss was the youngest trillionaire from Singapore who had a myriad of businesses. Olivia thought Marshell was a typical old-fashioned man who only liked books and business, not a woman in bed.

Olivia smiled bitterly. "Just so you know. I don't sleep with just any man."

Marshell quickly replied, "I don't sleep with just any woman either."

Olivia drummed her fingers on the table. Her eyes looked directly into Marshell's, diving into them.

"Bed date. No commitment. Have fun without worry. At least we won't feel like lost lovers after this date is over."

For the past few days, Olivia had just broken up with the man she had been dating for five years.

Hindered by her parents' blessing, the long-standing relationship finally broke up.

Not only did Olivia lose the commitment she had worked so hard to build, but also the chance to satisfy her ever-burgeoning desires.

Olivia is just a 29-year-old girl full of hot desires.

And the date Marshell suggests doesn't seem that bad. Olivia does need someone to get rid of the hot desires that have been plaguing her for some time now.

"No commitment?" asked Olivia once more, just to confirm the offer.

"Absolutely." Marshell replied.

Olivia nodded in understanding. When else would she meet a handsome, athletic man who was willing to fulfill her sexual needs without status? Olivia thought this was a golden opportunity that didn't come twice.

"I'm not willing to accept BDSM stuff."

Marshell smirked, "not a part of it."

"Health status?"

"Clear!"

"Safety?"

"Always available in my pocket."

"Strength?"

"Gym 2 hours per day."

"Body count?

"Not as much as it looks."

"Waxing?"

"Brazilian."

A bright smile graced Olivia's beautiful face. It was as if she had just found the best gems that could cover her psychological needs and desires.

"Perfect! Let's go upstairs." Olivia instructed Marshell to go up to the hotel room with her. Ready to execute the date plan she wanted.

***

The hallway of this 5-star hotel is adorned with super luxurious gold-plated lights. The spotlight is not too dim, nor too bright. Just enough to illuminate the whole room without making it too overwhelming.

Olivia's footsteps filled the hallway. Followed by Marshell's casual steps right behind her.

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There was only one VVIP room on the fifth floor.

Olivia placed the card she received from the hotel maid into the door lock.

Only two seconds later, the door was fully opened. Allowing Olivia and Marshell to enter.

Olivia looked into Marshell's eyes. There was an irresistible flame of desire there.

Understanding the signal, Marshell pushed Olivia against the wall. There wasn't much space left. Even their breath sprayed each other's faces.

Marshell placed his lips right on Olivia's. It felt so soft when their lips finally met.

There was a strong lychee scent from Olivia's lipstick, and it made Marshell want to devour her even more.

Marshell deepened his kiss. His tongue tried hard to break through Olivia's lips. Marshell even counted Olivia's teeth one by one before finally touching her tongue and dancing together inside Olivia's mouth.

Facing the increasingly heated atmosphere, Olivia unbuttoned the suit worn by Marshell. Helping him to remove the suit from his body.

Marshell happily complied.

Satisfied with the tongue dance they did, the lip link was released as well. Gasps were clearly heard from both of them, as if they had just finished a 5km marathon.

"Good intro." Olivia praised.