They probably did.Her mind kept switching from desire to admiration when the servers brought out small cakes.Her eyes widened as she recognized these particular cakes.
“Not that we really have to worry about calories this week,” she said, “but I should warn you, this particular dessert is about sixteen hundred calories on its own.”
“How do you know that?”Sally asked before taking a bite.
“I work in catering, and there’s only one company I know of that provides these.Delicious as they are, they’re deadly to the waistline.”
“That explains why Lou is so secretive about these desserts,” Jared commented.“How long have you worked in catering?”
“Eight years in various positions within different hotels.Next week, I start at the Palace Hotel.”
Peter whistled.“Quite an achievement.”
“Yes.”Becca ducked her head, looking at Tyler from beneath her lashes.The five-star hotel only hired the best.She didn’t know what reaction she expected from Tyler, but he was grinning.
“Please tell us more about what you do,” Jared said.
Becca talked for the next thirty minutes and was surprised how much she enjoyed talking about her work.Her mother never cared, and neither had Alan.
The conversation jumped from catering, to recipes to the best restaurants in San Francisco and before she knew it, they’d finished coffee and dessert.They all stood, said good night and left for their cabins.
Outside the lodge, Tyler pulled her to a stop.“I’ll stop by your cabin in the morning to take you to the day’s lecture.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
“Yes, I do.”He kissed her nose before trailing over her cheek to her ear.“Do you know how hard I am seeing you without a bra?”
“It’s all your fault.”She entwined her arms around his neck.
“How is that?”He nuzzled her neck.
“Those damn nipple danglers made them so sensitive.Even the shirt I’m wearing is driving me crazy.”
He chuckled against her skin, sending delicious vibrations through her body.
“It’s not funny.”She tangled her fingers in his hair and tugged.
“How do you think I’m feeling?”His head lifted, and their gazes met.His eyes glittered with need.“I’m so hard that it’ll take me days to get my dick to deflate.All because of your sweet, delicious, hot body.”His hips met hers, and his desire was obvious.
“Come back to my cabin and let me see what I can do about that massive cock of yours.”
His nostrils flared, and his gaze turned molten.He rested his forehead against hers, his hot breath brushing her skin.
“I’d take you up on that, but I have work to do.”
Becca sighed as he pulled back.“So, you’re going to leave me all worked up and alone.”
“Yep.”He placed her at arm’s length.“Anticipation is part of foreplay.I’ll see you in the morning.”Releasing her, he turned and walked stiffly into the lodge.
She bit her lip to prevent herself from smiling.She wasn’t the only one worked up and alone.The knowledge made her feel a little better as she made her way back to her cabin.Maybe she’d pull out a vibrator and have some solo fun.
Her clit throbbed.No, it wouldn’t be fun without Tyler.Besides, she was so sensitive right now, she’d probably scream from just touching herself.
She sighed.Another night alone.This better not be for much longer.
I want Tyler in my bed.
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