“She is a big deal,” Scott says, firmly. He turns his head towards me. “We should say goodnight to the newlyweds and head out. It was wonderful to meet you,” he says to Avery and Luke. “Loved seeing you all again,” he says to everyone exceptCarter.
“Enjoy the rest of your evening,” Carter says, with a tone that would be more appropriate if he’d said “I hope you get hit by atruck.”
Idon’t even remember sayinggoodbye to the adorable newlyweds or Scott’s parents or the walk back to thehotel.
When we get into the elevator, we don’t wait for the doors to begin closing before kissing. He holds me in his arms. My feet are off the ground. I can’t even tell if he’s lifting me up or if I’m floating. My lips are just so drawn to hismouth.
No one has ever been so tender while kissing me this deeplybefore.
When we enter the hotel room, he doesn’t turn on anylights.
Everything has slowed down, except mypulse.
All I hear is the sound of our breathing. I put my hand on his chest, to see if his heart is beating as fast as mine is. It is. He puts his hand over mine and then lifts it to his mouth, kissing the palm of my hand, the inside of my wrist, gifting kisses all the way up my arm and then breathing in my perfumed neck like he’s drawing his lastbreath.
“You always smell so good. What isit?”
“Me.”
He cups my face in his hands and kisses me gently on the mouth. He kisses my forehead. He turns me around and unzips my dress, letting it drop to the floor. He stays behind me, presses against me, holds my breasts, kisses myneck.
His voice is husky and low. “I think we should take things slowtonight.”
Ilaugh.
“I’m notkidding.”
“What do youmean?”
“I mean I want to make this last. I’m going to kiss you. I’m going to kiss you all over. Every inch of your beautiful naked body. I’m gonna move my hands over yourskin.”
I clear my throat. “That sounds good. What about that thing you said earlier about how you couldn’t wait to fuck me? That sounded goodtoo.”
He suddenly lifts me up, carries me in his arms, over to the bed, and gently places me down on it. I lay there looking up at him, in my bra and panties. He pulls off my shoes, removes his bowtie, unbuttons his shirt. “I’ll kiss you and touch you for as long as you can take it. And when you want me to fuck—Iwill.”
“Deal.” I sit up to unzip his pants. I can’t wait for him to do any and all of those things. When his pants fall to the floor, he reaches around to unhook my bra, tossing itaside.
He leans down into me, so I lay back. He slowly removes my panties, and I feel so unsettled, lying here, completely naked, while he gazes down atme.
“You are so beautiful. You know that, don’tyou?”
I shrug and wriggle around, silently willing him to ravishme.
He is kissing my neck, warm tongue swirling, lips sucking, teeth lightly biting. “Erin Duffy, you are beautiful and I want you to know it.” One of his hands is on the small of my back, while the other strokes my breast, my abdomen, my hips, the curve of my bottom, my thighs, gliding across my skin so lightly, surveying the landscape of my body with a tenderness that is unnerving—even for New York Me—but also sosensual.
He kisses all around my breasts, my stomach, while I lie here trembling in anticipation but also in fear because this feels so intimate and real. No one has ever taken in my body like this before. I feel like I’m losing my intimacy virginity, and I don’t know if I’m ready for this sort of thing. Or maybe I’m not ready for this sort of thing with ScottBraddock.
“You can’t stop thinking, can you?” Scott sounds a little bemused, but mostlydisappointed.
“I just…”I just can’t handle the truth.“I want you insideme.”
“Is that what you want?” He licks me once, between my legs. It sends a shockwave through my entirebody.
“Yes.”
“You just want me to fuck you.” He sounds angry and judgmental. Shouldn’t he bethrilled?
I open my eyes and glare at him. “I’m not going to apologize forthat.”
