on her heels to grab the champagne and strawberries.
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She used the remote to turn on the radio that was embedded in the wall. It was one of the Internet mp3 stations. Since she would be spending time with James, she through it would be appropriate to allow him to serenade her, so she looked for Masters of the World music station. The music to “In the Mood” sprang to life, and she stepped into the bath and closed her eyes and began to relax. Her mind began to wonder about James. What he had planned for their dates? Although her essay was specific about some things, the actual date was really up to him. She just wanted romance and originality. She began to think about James’s tattoos, his lean toned body, not bulky with muscles but well defined; his voice, those dimples, his hair…Oh God, and his hands.
Destiny ’s hands began to caress her body as she fantasized how it would feel to have James touch her. Her hands touched her face, her neck, ran across her chest and cupped her breasts. Soon they were no longer her hands but his hands, his fingers, and his arms. Pressing, pulling, squeezing and caressing her. She moved slowly down her stomach to her slit. Sliding her fingers slowly into her slit, she slid one finger into her love box; it was wet and slick. Stroking a few times, she inserted another finger and rubbed her clit with her thumb. Her other hand began to tug on her nipple. She was always proud that her breasts were ample enough to allow her to suck her own nipples, so she lifted it up to her mouth and began to suck and tug her nipple with her teeth.
She could feel the pressure building between her legs, and her swollen clit was aching for release. She stroked and rubbed even harder. Her moans were soft and throaty. She let her head fall back and gave into the pure lust of the moment, moaning louder as she kept constant pressure on her clit. “Oh fuck,” she moaned, almost screaming.
Her eyes shut tight; her fingers showed no mercy pounding into glistening flesh. Her legs widened so she could get her fingers deeper. Her breaths became short and erratic.
“ Oh, James…Yes! YES! YES! Fuck me James!” Destiny’s head moved from side to side and her mouth opened into an “O,” though no sound escaped as her release flooded through her body, soaking her fingers. She exhaled a breath and sank lower into the warm water.
Pleased with her escapade, she pulled her fingers out of her cunt and licked them. She loved the way she tasted. Destiny opened her eyes to pour more of the champagne and enjoy her afterglow of pleasure, when she noticed someone standing in the doorway.
“ OH MY GOD!”
“ Wait! Wait, Destiny u-um,” he said stepping forward.
“ Who the fuck are you? How do you know my name? Why the hell are you in my room?”
“ It’s me, Destiny. It’s James.”
“ How in the fuck did you get in my room?
“ I knocked on the door and it opened,” James said, turning to point to the front door.
“ So you just thought you could walk in my room uninvited? Who the fuck does that?”
“ Well, I called your name, but”, he said pointing to her in the bathtub; “I guess you didn’t hear me.”
“ Get out! Get out! Oh, God. Get out!” Destiny realized that he must have seen her masturbating and calling out his name. Now she was truly embarrassed.
He laughed, “It’s Okay Destiny. I’m actually…”
“ Get the fuck out of here!” she interrupted, and James walked out of the bathroom. There was no doubt in her mind now that he saw her, and now she had to be around him for the whole weekend. Destiny held her head in her hands. “How do I recover from this?” she said aloud to herself. She could feel her tears beginning to swell. “This is not good.” Then she realized that his voice was still engulfing the bathroom with the words to “I Want You, Now” She rolled her eyes and chuckled to herself. She grabbed the remote turned off the radio and decided against