As I turned my attention to the luggage belts, I found myself wondering just how the hell I was going to spot her bags without so much as getting a description.
I didn’t have to wonder for long. A pair of bags came around the circle, both covered in fantastical, artistic print that reminded me of abstract art. I chuckled to myself as I marched over to them, picking them off the carousel and setting them down. My bag—a simple, black Samsonite—was next. I slung one of hers over my shoulder, carrying the others.
I spotted Piper with the driver—a tall man dressed in a dark suit.
“Over here!” she called out, waving her arms wildly to get my attention. “Valentino!”
Once more I noticed her energy level, her total lack of inhibition. I was starting to dig it.
As I approached, I was struck again by how damn young she was. Piper looked fresh out of college. I shook my head. It wasn’t like I was going to marry her, it was only dinner.
You damn well know you want more than that. My inner monologue was right there to set me straight.
“You found them!” she said, fixating her eyes onto the bags and hurrying over. “Let me take that.”
“Don’t worry about it, I got it.” I said, turning my attention to the driver.
I couldn’t see his eyes behind his dark sunglasses, but I sensed he was looking at me. I shook his hand and showed him my ID.
“Right this way, sir.”
“I have a guest joining us,” I said, nodding toward Piper.
“I’m aware,” he replied, his tone even and professional. “We’ve…met.”
Piper grinned. “Oh yeah, we’re old pals now.”
The three of us made our way out of the terminal and stepped out into the warm summer air. There was something different about New England in the summertime, something that set it apart from Denver. I spotted a few trees here and there, their leaves a bright and vibrant green.
The driver gestured toward a sleek and silver sedan parked along the curb. The airport was alive with activity, people greeting one another with hugs and exclamations. All I wanted was some peace and quiet in the back of the car.
The driver took our bags and loaded them into the trunk before opening the door for us. I placed my hand on the small of Piper’s back once more, guiding her into the car. I followed her in and once the driver was behind the wheel, we were on our way.
“The Royal Mandarin downtown?” the driver confirmed as he pulled the car onto the road and away from the airport.
“That’s right,” I replied.
As soon as I spoke, however, I realized something.
“Actually, hold on a second.” I turned to Piper and said, “I’m sure you want to stop at your place first.”
“Nah. It’s ok if we head straight to your hotel.”
Her response was so casual, and it matched her body language. She was leaning against the door, one arm draped over the back of the seats, the other over the windowsill. Her legs were slightly spread, and she gazed at me with narrowed, hungry eyes that made it clear what she wanted.
“That would give us plenty of time before dinner,” I said, as I moved over to her.
Unable to resist her for another moment, I slipped my arm around her waist, and pulled her toward me. Her eyes went wide—clearly she hadn’t been expecting such a bold move. I pressed her body against mine, feeling her full breasts flatten against my chest.
I placed one hand on the side of her face, taking a moment to drink in her incredible beauty. It was so damn surreal to wrap my head around what was happening. How one moment I’d been seated on the plane dreading the flight, the next I was in the back of my chauffeured car getting ready to kiss what had to be the most gorgeous woman I’d ever had within my grasp.
“What’re you waiting for?” she whispered with a teasing smile. “You going to stare all day, or are you going to ki—”
I didn’t give her a chance to finish. I kissed her hard, the lingering taste of whiskey on her mouth. The moment my lips touched hers I knew there was something different about this woman other than her beauty and her charm.
Piper placed her hands around my neck, pulling me toward her with the confidence of a woman who knew exactly what she wanted.
My cock grew hard right away, and when we opened our mouths and found one another’s tongues, I was stiff enough to cut diamonds. I pushed my hardness against her inner thigh, a soft moan pouring from her as I did so. We kissed long and deep, her taste so intoxicating that I could hardly think straight. I felt on the verge of losing control.
