belongings and a purse. I make
my way into the hotel; my heels click against the marble flooring as I get in
line at the concierge.
"Winnie."
I hear my name called and his voice is as sexy as ever.
I turn around and
spot him at the other end of the lobby, sitting in a leather chair. He's
dressed nice, hiding the inner surfer within. When he stands up I can truly
appreciate his appearance. His maroon dress shirt is fitted and opened at the
collar and his gray slacks show off his firm, muscular legs and butt. I walk
over to him, grinning like a woman with a childish crush.
When we're just
inches away from each other he pulls me into a tight hug. "You look
good."
I do look good
today. My long black maxi skirt covers my pale legs and my form fitting tank
top is just low enough to show a hint of my breasts without looking slutty. I
wanted to be comfortable enough for the car ride, but still look nice. I left
my hair down and wavy, showcasing the new pink streaks I had put in by my
friend Enza.
"Thanks."
I smile back as I try to discreetly smell his hair. He smells like soap and the
outdoors with a hint of sweat. Surprisingly, it smells amazing.
Pulling away from
our embrace he takes my hand and we walk towards the golden elevators in the
back of the lobby.
"I was
thinking we could set your stuff down in the room and head out to the city
tonight."
I look over at him
confused. "Don't you have the welcoming dinner tonight?"
His deep laugh
fills the small space of the elevator as we step inside and the doors close
shut. Scott presses the button for the twentieth floor and the elevator starts
to move up.
"I'm not
actually attending the convention. I just have to make it look like I am.
That's why we're staying in this hotel and not a hotel off Michigan Ave."
"You're
ditching the convention?"
"Yep. This
weekend is about getting to know you personally, not just in the biblical
way."
I blush and nudge
him with my shoulder. "I know the bible pretty well and I don't think
threesomes were mentioned. I think we can skip that lesson."
"If you say
so."
The ding of the
elevator goes off as the doors open and we walk out onto our floor. I follow
Scott as he approaches the door to his room and swipes the key. We walk in and
I discard my bags in the entryway.
"This will be
a nice weekend and the best part is I can write it off for business."
"Glad to know
spending time with me is a business expense."
"If you put
sex back on the table I won't write off the hotel." He winks at me.
"I'm kidding, Winn."
I plop down and
sit on the king size bed, looking around the large suite. There's a tiny sofa
along with a desk, mini bar and flat screen television. "No, you're not.
If you were we'd be in a room with two queen beds and not a single king."
He laughs and makes
a running start towards the bed, landing on top of me as I fall on my back.
"I'll be a perfect gentleman."
He leans in and
kisses me on the lips. It only lasts a second before he starts to pull away but
I greedily stop him. Lifting my leg up and over his hip, I pull him back down
on me and kiss him hard. Our mouths smash together in a steamy kiss. Scott lets
out a sexy groan as our lips move together as one and I feel his cock start to
stir to life near my core.
I break the kiss
and smile upwards at him before it gets out of hand. "Just wanted to show
you what you won't be having this weekend."
"Tease,"
he whispers before lifting himself up and standing near the edge of the bed,
adjusting himself through his pants. "I'm going to change into something
more comfortable for walking and then we can head out."
He grabs some
clothes out of the dresser and walks into the bathroom, giving me a few minutes
alone to control my raging hormones. I stare at the ceiling, wondering how I'm
going to get through this weekend. I'm in a room with this completely gorgeous,
god like creature who I know can get me off multiple times. I've experienced it
first-hand and after sleeping with Marcus