Gwen
I stifled a giggle. "Press it again."
Drake laughed. "We can press it a hundred times. It's not gonna arrive any faster."
He was talking, of course, about the elevator. We were standing in the main lobby, surrounded by revelers. The way it looked, most of them were waiting for the valets to bring their vehicles.
Not us.
Wewere staying.
Fifteen minutes ago, Drake had briefly disappeared, presumably to snag more champagne. In reality, he'd gone to the front desk and secured a hotel room for the night – and yes, more champagne, too.
Thenexttime I'd suggested going someplace private, he'd pulled out the keycard with a playful flourish and told me what he'd done.
This was just like him, to be full of surprises –goodsurprises that made life just a little more exciting.Or maybe a lot.
Now I was so anxious to get him alone, I could hardly contain myself.
On impulse, I said, "Let's take the stairs."
"We can't," he laughed.
"Why not?"
"Because the room's on the top floor."
"Really?" I was no expert in hotel rooms, but evenIknew that a roomthathigh offered more than a basic bed. I hated to say it, but I felt I should. "That wasn't too extravagant, was it?"
He grinned. "Hell no." His eyes twinkled with amusement. "But if you want, there's an hourly place a few streets over."
I blinked. "Really?"
He laughed. "No. At least, not that I know of." He leaned close and pressed his lips to my ear. "Trust me," he said in a voice laced with sin. "This will take a lot longer than an hour."
Oh, boy.
Just then, I heard a ding and turned to look. The nearest elevator had arrived at last. At the sight of it, I wanted to groan with relief.Finally.
I was so eager for us to be alone that I almost squealed with happiness when nobody followed us inside. Drake hit the button labeled "P" for penthouse, and soon, we were on our way.
Alone at last, I practically fell into his arms and gave a blissful sigh when he held me close. Soon, my mouth found his, I savored the sensations of his lips on mine and his hands roaming over my back as my own hands did some roaming of their own.
With a level of boldness that shocked even me, I reached down and gave his tight ass an eager squeeze, yanking him nice and close as I kissed him like the world was ending.
My pulse was jumping, and the butterflies in my stomach had already migrated south, making my insides throb with a desire that should have been unnerving.
But I wasn't unnerved. I was burning for him in a way that I would've thought impossible if this weren't actually happening.
And if I had any doubts about him wantingme, they evaporated the instant I felt his massive hardness pulsing against my pelvis. The way it felt, he was ready and then some.
He wasn't the only one.Even now, I could feel myself growing slick with yearning and raw anticipation. Soon, I would have Drake's hardness exactly where I wanted it.
But then, a horrible thought occurred to me, and I pulled back with a little gasp. "Oh, my gosh. I didn't bring protection." I gave him a desperate look. "Please tell me that you did."
He shook his head. "Nope." But then he smiled as he patted his pants pocket. "Found some in the gift shop though."
I smiled with relief. "You reallydothink of everything." And just like that, I was back in his arms, kissing him like there was no tomorrow until another ding had me pulling away.
