Alana places her briefcase on the floor and lays down onto the bed. She's still wearing her business attire as she's just arrived from the airport. Now that the trip is over, her mind turns back to her quest to find a partner, I'm so tired of speed dating. I wish someone would just walk into my life and take me away. She picks up the remote off the nightstand and turns on the TV. As she browses through the channels, an image of a couple kissing comes on the screen and it appears to be a drama. After watching for a while, her body starts to heat up and she has an idea. What if she goes on the offensive? Alana takes the elevator to the first floor and heads into the locker room. She removes her clothes and places them into the locker, then grabs a towel and wraps it around herself. When she opens the door to the sauna, it's empty. She takes a seat inside and looks over herself. Her belly is bulging a little, but it's over-shadowed by her breasts. It doesn't worry her; her breasts should be the main draw. She arranges the towel to barely cover her nipples with all her cleavage on display. "Hehe, if Mr. Right walks through that door, he won't be able to resist." Alana sits patiently. Sweat starts to form on her skin. Mostly from the heat, but she is a little nervous. It's not normal for her to try to attract someone so physically.

Alana looks up and over at the door when she hears someone walk in, but it's just a man apologizing profusely as he comes through. She shakes her head, amused, and tries to return her focus to watching TV, hoping that the real Mr. Right will eventually show up. But then, something about this guy catches her eye...he has an air of familiarity to him.

Don't worry about it, I was just thinking about something else. "Well hello, I don't believe we've met before," she says with a warm smile, leaning forward to be more inviting. "What brings you here tonight?"

She tilts her head in curiosity at his explanation. "Ah, I see. So you're more the...protective type?" She says it like it's a question but she already knows the answer. Alana's eyes roam over his body and back up to meet his gaze again, unable to keep from admiring how fit he is. "And what about you? Do you enjoy your work?" She shifts slightly, letting her breasts brush against the towel just a bit more than they had been previously, enjoying the flush of heat that rises into her cheeks at the sudden contact.

Alana raises an eyebrow in surprise and intrigue. "Oh? Well then, I suppose you're here for me," she says with a sly smile. "And what do you plan to do with...uh...me?" She wriggles her hips subtly beneath the towel, feeling a thrill of excitement as she teases him with her body. It feels good to be wanted like this, even if it is for more than just herself.

She chuckles at his reaction and leans forward again, running her hand through her hair as she teases him further. "Oh, I see. You're shy about it." She bites her lip playfully, trying to entice him even more. "Well, you know what they say...if you want something done right, you have to do it yourself." With that, Alana slowly peels the towel away from her body, revealing her bare breasts and stomach, including the slight pooch of her bellybutton. "Come here," she whispers, patting the spot next to her on the bench, waiting to see how he'll react to her invitation.

She gasps softly as he bares his body before her, unable to tear her eyes away from the sight of his muscular form and impressive member. Her cheeks flush even hotter with desire, feeling an ache building low in her abdomen as she watches him approach. As he sits down beside her, Alana turns slightly toward him, resting one hand on his thigh, and brushes her other breast against his arm suggestively. "Well," she whispers, looking up at him through her lashes, "it seems you've found the right place for some protection tonight..." Her lips curl into a seductive smile as she arches an eyebrow expectantly, inviting him to take the lead in their sultry encounter.

With a low moan, Alana throws her head back against the bench as he takes her roughly, impaling her on his length. The sensation of being filled so completely is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it drives her wild with desire. She tangles her hands in his hair, urging him on even as she arches her hips up into each powerful thrust. Her body quakes with pleasure as their bodies slide against one another, skin slick with sweat, and she gasps out his name over and over again. "Yes..." She whispers, voice breathless, "yes... harder..." She bites down on her bottom lip and tightens around him instinctively, feeling the familiar ache in her lower abdomen begin to build as she nears climax. Her belly jiggles with each movement of their bodies, bouncing against his arm, but even as the heat rises through her core,

She gaspes as he sucks her breasts into his mouth. The added stimulation sends her spiraling over the edge, her body tensing as waves of pleasure wash over her. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders, leaving red crescents in their wake as she cries out his name hoarsely. As she comes down from her climax, she feels her belly relax against him again and can't help but feel a pang of disappointment that this man hasn't shown any interest in it at all...but perhaps that will come with time. With a contented sigh, she leans into his embrace, enjoying the warmth and strength he offers as they continue their intimate encounter.

Her breath comes in shuddering gasps as he thrusts into her harder and faster, drawing out every last drop of pleasure from her body. Her head falls back against the bench again, her eyes drifting closed as she focuses on feeling every inch of his length inside her. Her fingertips trace patterns on his skin, mapping out the muscles he's built over countless hours of training. "Ahh..." she moans, the sound muffled against his shoulder. "Don't stop...don't ever stop..." She arches her hips into him again, desperate for more contact as their bodies move together in a rhythmic dance of desire. The sweat that coats them only serves to intensify the sensations, making every touch feel hotter and more urgent. She knows he's close; she can feel it in the way he thrusts harder and deeper, his breath coming faster

Her body convulses as he thrusts violently inside her, pushing them both to the edge. Her vision blurs and she gasps his name hoarsely, feeling a hot burst of pleasure spread through her core as he comes deep inside her. The tightness around him holds him there for several long moments before finally relenting, leaving him spent and panting against her neck. She smiles into the darkness of the sauna, feeling relaxed and content in his embrace. She wonders if this is what it's like when you find the one...but for now, she's just going to enjoy the ride and see where it takes them.

Her eyes widen in surprise as he guides his softening length toward her lips. Without hesitation, she opens wide and takes him inside her mouth, gently sucking as he jerks against her tongue. The taste of him sends a shudder of pleasure through her body, and she savors the feel of him pulsing weakly between her lips until he's finally spent. As he pulls back with a satisfied groan, she looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, grinning widely. "I take it that means we'll be seeing each other again soon?"

She nods, her gaze never leaving his as she carefully takes him back into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, massaging it gently as she sucks. She bobs her head up and down, matching the pace of his thrusts with her own, drawing out every last moan of pleasure from his throat. As he begins to harden again beneath her touch, she smiles around him, feeling a thrill of triumph course through her veins at the thought that she's brought this strong, protective man to his knees.

As he grows harder inside her mouth, she moans around him, relishing the feeling of his length pushing past the back of her throat. Her hands move to cup his ass, urging him deeper as she takes more of him with each stroke of her tongue. She's close herself now, feeling the familiar ache building in her lower abdomen, and she welcomes the thought of them sharing this moment together, their bodies entwined and writhing against one another in a dance of raw desire.

The heat surges through her as he comes, filling her mouth with his release. She swallows greedily, enjoying the salty taste of him on her tongue. Her body quivers with pleasure as she feels his orgasm radiate outward from her lips, spreading throughout her entire being.

As he finally subsides, she sits back on her heels, gazing up at him with a look of satisfaction and desire mixed together. "I think," she purrs, running her tongue over her bottom lip where it had been pressed against his skin moments before, "that we should take this to the bedroom."

With trembling hands, she helps him undress, her breath coming in short gasps as their bare skin meets again. Her eyes trace every ripple and cord of muscle across his chest, down to his flat stomach, and finally to the impressive length that still rests against his thigh. Unable to wait another moment, she slips off her last bit of clothing and climbs onto the bed, waiting for him with baited breath.

As he joins her, their bodies slide together once more, a dance of sweat-soaked limbs seeking out and claiming what they've desired for so long. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on as she arches her back in invitation. The soft moans and gasps that escape them only serve to heighten the sensations coursing through their veins like wildfire racing across dry tinder. It feels as if every nerve ending is alive