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both tired from the day’s events.
     
     
    When it looked like it was going to be too dangerous to continue, we stopped at motel after hotel looking for a vacancy. However, everyone else on the road had had the same idea. There weren’t any vacancies anywhere.
     
     
    Finally, luck was on our side, and we secured the last room at a Holiday Inn spin-off. Since there was only one room available, we had to share. It was a decent room with two full-size beds. At least we were warm and had a roof over our heads. The news reported that the storm was far-reaching and had surprised and stranded a lot of motorists.
     
     
    Once Mia and I were settled we took our individual showers and got ready to retire for the night. I noticed Mia hadn’t said too much since our arrival, but I assumed she was just tired. Now and again I caught her staring at me. Earlier, when I had stepped out of the hot shower, I realized I had forgotten to bring my T-shirt into the bathroom. So I wrapped one of the white hotel towels around my waist. It was no big deal; Mia was a grown woman and had seen a man’s chest before. However, when I walked out to retrieve my shirt out of my black travel bag, Mia couldn’t answer a simple question. She couldn’t even look at me and kept her head down.
     
     
    Later, when she was taking her shower, I reclined back on one of the beds, watched TV, and imagined Mia showering, lathering sudsy soap over her body, and daydreamed about being with her. Mia finished up, came out dressed in a long T-shirt thingy, smiled at me, said good night and hopped into the full-size bed next to mine.
     
     
    I fell asleep with visions of her ample breasts, which I had seen through her thin T-shirt. Later that night I awoke to someone calling out my name, softly at first and then more urgently. I rubbed sleep from my eyes and tried to focus in the darkness. It was pitch-black in the room and I couldn’t see a thing. When I finally focused, Mia was standing above my bed without a stitch of clothing on. She was looking down at me. I shook my head and focused because I thought I was imagining things or having an erotic dream.
     
     
    When Mia called out my name again, I didn’t say a word. I pulled the covers back and she got in and sought my mouth. It was a sweet kiss as our tongues met and explored the mystery of each other. We had waited too long for this moment. The kiss went on for a few minutes until Mia pulled away.
     
     
    “Christian, show me all the love I feel from you,” she cooed as my lips touched her neck, making her shiver.
     
     
    My hands began an exploration of her body, inch by precious inch. I asked, “Are you sure? There’s no turning back once we do this.”
     
     
    She nodded her head and smiled. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.”
     
     
    It was on, to put it mildly! We loved each other like two people starving for a simple touch. I felt, kneaded, rubbed, caressed and tasted her entire body from head to toe. When Mia slowly eased her sweetness onto my throbbing manhood, we meshed as one, and she started our ride so slowly, so sensually, that I thought I had died and gone to heaven. We were like a rocket ship. As the acceleration picked up, with me guiding her hips and rising to meet her with my own, her pace increased. Her back was arched, head thrown back, eyes glazed over, breasts bouncing, and we continued our dance. I was hard as a steel pipe, almost exploding, pulling back, squeezing, moving in and out. I was reaching for her nipples, moaning, Mia sucked my fingers one by one into her warm mouth.
     
     
    Frantic breathing, couldn’t catch my breath. Calling out her name over and over, praising her loveliness, adoring her body, worshiping her power, loving her, giving all I had to give . . . Then one last thrust . . . I remember rolling over on top of her as she instinctively wrapped her legs around my back, and then flying to the top of the rocket ship with her name on my lips,