my back was against the wall and his body was pressed against mine. Apparently I wasn’t the only one with impatience issues.
I couldn’t breathe as his mouth and hands ravaged my body, feeling every inch of me over my clothes. His lips and teeth worried at the skin at the base of my neck where throat met shoulder and I tilted my head, wanting him to mark me, to give me some proof tomorrow that this whole thing wasn’t just some drunken hallucination. His hands cupped my breasts and I moaned. If it felt this good with a layer of fabric between us, how much better would it feel bare? I ran my hands down his back, hesitating at the base of his spine. When his hands moved from my breasts to my hips, then around to my ass, I dropped my hands lower, finally getting them to the muscular cheeks that I’d been fantasizing about.
Gavin pulled the lower half of my body against his, grinding his pelvis against me so that I could feel him, hard and hot.
“Oh shit,” I groaned the word, imagining just what was under those tight jeans. I flexed my hands and he made a sound that was an awful lot like a growl, then pulled away.
He slapped the button that started the elevator and then looked back at me, his pupils so wide that only a sliver of blue could be seen around them. “We need to get to the room or I’m going to take you right here.”
The ache between my legs didn’t think that sounded like such a bad idea, but my head, fuzzy as it was, had the idea that it would be better to get to a room. We’d be able to take our time. Even though the thought of quick and hard satisfaction was appealing, I knew that when I looked back on this, I’d be grateful I savored every moment.
Gavin took my hand when the doors opened and led me down the hallway. I saw two other doors in the short corridor, both marked “Office/Employees Only” and then a door at the very end. It didn’t have any signs on it, just a place for a key card.
“Are you sure this is okay?” I glanced behind me at the other two doors. This looked more like a place for management, not two horny patrons.
Gavin pulled a key card from his pocket and held it up between two fingers. “Membership has its privileges.”
Oh. He was a member. That was interesting.
He slid the card through the slot and, a moment later, the lock clicked and he opened the door.
Chapter 6
I followed him into the dark room, then blinked as he switched on a light. It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the sudden change, and then I stared. As lavish as the downstairs of the club was, I hadn’t been expecting something equally as luxurious here. When he’d said a room, I’d honestly just thought it’d be a bed with, hopefully, clean sheets, some place for a quick fuck.
This was definitely not like I’d imagined at all. It was so much better.
First off, the room was huge. I mean like almost as big as my apartment huge. It was a suite with a small kitchenette to my right; a glass-encased shower and what I assumed was a private toilet—the only private area in the whole room. The back wall had a series of chests and wardrobes, which, judging by the wood and intricate carving, had each cost more than my car. Against the other wall was a couch flanked by two plush armchairs, all facing the most prominent piece of furniture in the room, the one that I’d saved for last.
It was the biggest bed I’d ever seen. Orgy-sized . The word popped into my head and I had to stifle a nervous giggle. Yeah, that seemed like it was more accurate. I had a feeling that mattress could hold probably five or six people comfortably. It wasn’t a canopy bed exactly, but the posts did curve inward to meet above the center of the bed. All anyone would have to do would be to drape material over it and the entire bed would be hidden from sight.
“What do you think?” Gavin asked, his voice low, almost uncertain.
I looked over at him
I couldn’t breathe as his mouth and hands ravaged my body, feeling every inch of me over my clothes. His lips and teeth worried at the skin at the base of my neck where throat met shoulder and I tilted my head, wanting him to mark me, to give me some proof tomorrow that this whole thing wasn’t just some drunken hallucination. His hands cupped my breasts and I moaned. If it felt this good with a layer of fabric between us, how much better would it feel bare? I ran my hands down his back, hesitating at the base of his spine. When his hands moved from my breasts to my hips, then around to my ass, I dropped my hands lower, finally getting them to the muscular cheeks that I’d been fantasizing about.
Gavin pulled the lower half of my body against his, grinding his pelvis against me so that I could feel him, hard and hot.
“Oh shit,” I groaned the word, imagining just what was under those tight jeans. I flexed my hands and he made a sound that was an awful lot like a growl, then pulled away.
He slapped the button that started the elevator and then looked back at me, his pupils so wide that only a sliver of blue could be seen around them. “We need to get to the room or I’m going to take you right here.”
The ache between my legs didn’t think that sounded like such a bad idea, but my head, fuzzy as it was, had the idea that it would be better to get to a room. We’d be able to take our time. Even though the thought of quick and hard satisfaction was appealing, I knew that when I looked back on this, I’d be grateful I savored every moment.
Gavin took my hand when the doors opened and led me down the hallway. I saw two other doors in the short corridor, both marked “Office/Employees Only” and then a door at the very end. It didn’t have any signs on it, just a place for a key card.
“Are you sure this is okay?” I glanced behind me at the other two doors. This looked more like a place for management, not two horny patrons.
Gavin pulled a key card from his pocket and held it up between two fingers. “Membership has its privileges.”
Oh. He was a member. That was interesting.
He slid the card through the slot and, a moment later, the lock clicked and he opened the door.
Chapter 6
I followed him into the dark room, then blinked as he switched on a light. It took my eyes a moment to adjust to the sudden change, and then I stared. As lavish as the downstairs of the club was, I hadn’t been expecting something equally as luxurious here. When he’d said a room, I’d honestly just thought it’d be a bed with, hopefully, clean sheets, some place for a quick fuck.
This was definitely not like I’d imagined at all. It was so much better.
First off, the room was huge. I mean like almost as big as my apartment huge. It was a suite with a small kitchenette to my right; a glass-encased shower and what I assumed was a private toilet—the only private area in the whole room. The back wall had a series of chests and wardrobes, which, judging by the wood and intricate carving, had each cost more than my car. Against the other wall was a couch flanked by two plush armchairs, all facing the most prominent piece of furniture in the room, the one that I’d saved for last.
It was the biggest bed I’d ever seen. Orgy-sized . The word popped into my head and I had to stifle a nervous giggle. Yeah, that seemed like it was more accurate. I had a feeling that mattress could hold probably five or six people comfortably. It wasn’t a canopy bed exactly, but the posts did curve inward to meet above the center of the bed. All anyone would have to do would be to drape material over it and the entire bed would be hidden from sight.
“What do you think?” Gavin asked, his voice low, almost uncertain.
I looked over at him
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