complete oblivious nature to the stares interesting. She, on the other hand, was very aware of them. He led her to the main elevator, and as soon as the doors closed, she sighed and leaned closer to him, enjoying the warmth he radiated even though she wasn’t cold. His arm came up to pull her closer, and her body contoured to his as if it were made to. They reached her floor and stepped off the elevator. Each step toward the hotel room made her more nervous in a way she would have thought impossible. He opened the door to the room before holding it open for her.
“Why don’t you get comfortable?”
She nodded slowly and walked over to the edge of the bed before sitting down. The first thing she removed, the killer shoes squeezing her feet into an unnatural shape.
Her feet ached severely from the short time she wore them, but it had been well worth it. They were beautiful and the only pair of designer shoes she owned, and from the way her feet felt, the only pair she would ever own. Her stockings went next. She reached up under her dress and undid the clip on her garter belt. Taking them off carefully became a task since her hands started to shake from nerves.
Feeling Antonio’s eyes on her, she noticed he wore the same look when she spotted him in the bar last night. He’d unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, revealing a hard bronzed chest sprinkled with dark hair. He even rolled up his sleeves again. What made her pause was the expression on his face. She could only describe it as blatant lust. Frankly, it shocked her.
“What is it?” she asked.
He made his way toward her, pulling her into a standing position before capturing her lips with his. Lord, did the man know how to kiss. He proved his skill to bring her to orgasm with it if he tried. His hands found her bottom, and she started to realize he had a fondness for it. He cupped her bottom and lifted her into his growing arousal. It wasn’t until she needed to draw a breath that he released her mouth, only giving her a second of reprieve before recapturing her lips. Desire flooded through her womb, causing it to clench with need. Antonio finally pulled back, and she leaned heavily into him. When he spoke, his voice was raspy with desire.
“ Cara , if I’d known you were wearing what you are underneath your clothes, we would have never have made it to dinner.”
She smiled before leaning back into his embrace. “Then I guess I should leave my underwear on for now, huh?”
His gaze became even more heated, and he growled. “Get out onto the balcony, woman, before you end up being dessert.”
He let her go, and she stepped back. She quickly removed her stockings, stopping there because anything else might be dangerous. Walking toward the balcony, she looked over her shoulder before opening the door.
“Just for the record, I wouldn’t mind being dessert.”
The smile that appeared on his face as he walked toward her could only be described as completely wicked. “ Cara , I wouldn’t mind you being dessert, either, but we need to talk.”
She nodded, knowing he was right. Suddenly, she frowned, and he gave her a worried glance.
“What is it?”
She shook her head and smiled. “Nothing. I have something I need to do.”
She walked back into the room and made her way to the nightstand. She pulled out a compact and put something in her hand before placing the compact back into the drawer.
When she headed back toward him, she gave him a shy smile. “Do we have anything to drink with our dessert?”
He nodded as he led her out onto the balcony. “Milk and coffee.”
She requested the milk, and he handed it to her. He watched as she took a pill.
“Are you okay, cara ?”
She nodded. “Why do you ask?”
He gave a slight shrug. “You are taking a pill, so I thought you might be sick.”
She smiled. “No, I’m just taking my birth control pill.”
Once she was seated, he pushed her chair up before taking a seat in his own. The
“Why don’t you get comfortable?”
She nodded slowly and walked over to the edge of the bed before sitting down. The first thing she removed, the killer shoes squeezing her feet into an unnatural shape.
Her feet ached severely from the short time she wore them, but it had been well worth it. They were beautiful and the only pair of designer shoes she owned, and from the way her feet felt, the only pair she would ever own. Her stockings went next. She reached up under her dress and undid the clip on her garter belt. Taking them off carefully became a task since her hands started to shake from nerves.
Feeling Antonio’s eyes on her, she noticed he wore the same look when she spotted him in the bar last night. He’d unbuttoned the top two buttons on his shirt, revealing a hard bronzed chest sprinkled with dark hair. He even rolled up his sleeves again. What made her pause was the expression on his face. She could only describe it as blatant lust. Frankly, it shocked her.
“What is it?” she asked.
He made his way toward her, pulling her into a standing position before capturing her lips with his. Lord, did the man know how to kiss. He proved his skill to bring her to orgasm with it if he tried. His hands found her bottom, and she started to realize he had a fondness for it. He cupped her bottom and lifted her into his growing arousal. It wasn’t until she needed to draw a breath that he released her mouth, only giving her a second of reprieve before recapturing her lips. Desire flooded through her womb, causing it to clench with need. Antonio finally pulled back, and she leaned heavily into him. When he spoke, his voice was raspy with desire.
“ Cara , if I’d known you were wearing what you are underneath your clothes, we would have never have made it to dinner.”
She smiled before leaning back into his embrace. “Then I guess I should leave my underwear on for now, huh?”
His gaze became even more heated, and he growled. “Get out onto the balcony, woman, before you end up being dessert.”
He let her go, and she stepped back. She quickly removed her stockings, stopping there because anything else might be dangerous. Walking toward the balcony, she looked over her shoulder before opening the door.
“Just for the record, I wouldn’t mind being dessert.”
The smile that appeared on his face as he walked toward her could only be described as completely wicked. “ Cara , I wouldn’t mind you being dessert, either, but we need to talk.”
She nodded, knowing he was right. Suddenly, she frowned, and he gave her a worried glance.
“What is it?”
She shook her head and smiled. “Nothing. I have something I need to do.”
She walked back into the room and made her way to the nightstand. She pulled out a compact and put something in her hand before placing the compact back into the drawer.
When she headed back toward him, she gave him a shy smile. “Do we have anything to drink with our dessert?”
He nodded as he led her out onto the balcony. “Milk and coffee.”
She requested the milk, and he handed it to her. He watched as she took a pill.
“Are you okay, cara ?”
She nodded. “Why do you ask?”
He gave a slight shrug. “You are taking a pill, so I thought you might be sick.”
She smiled. “No, I’m just taking my birth control pill.”
Once she was seated, he pushed her chair up before taking a seat in his own. The
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