the orgasms, “what do you do to me?”
He looked up at me, his beautiful blue eyes now serene. “I love ya—that’s all. That’s what they call love, Siena.”
I closed my eyes, feeling myself drift into the beginnings of sleep. “Lust, you mean.”
Within moments I felt like I was floating. Daniel had scooped me up into his big strong arms, lifting me into the tiny bed as he placed me carefully between the sheets then squeezed his muscular body around me.
“This is so high school, Danny. I can’t believe we’re in a single bed together.”
He chuckled, whispering, “I don’t care about the bed, darlin’—just you.”
His words floated through my mind, dreamlike, as I fell asleep wrapped in his arms.
11
“I take it back, darlin’.”
I rubbed my eyes in confusion as I awoke from my sleepy daze and looked around the room. He was sitting on that chair in the corner, just watching me.
“I’m not doin’ that ever again!”
I yawned, stretching my arms up and out of the covers. “What are you going on about Daniel?”
“That!” He pointed his finger in disgust in my direction.
I laughed, scratching my head. “Me?”
“Noooo, darlin’; that .” He waggled his finger again in contempt.
“Oh! The bed?”
“Bed?” He stood up waving his arms around. “That’s not a bed—it’s a bloody nightmare. I got about three seconds of sleep, and now my back is killing me.”
I dropped my bottom lip and in my biggest baby voice replied, “Awwww, baby—are you gonna survive? Do you wanna hug?”
He smiled, seeing the funny side of his tantrum. “Yes, please.” He walked over to me and I stretched my arms up and around his muscular chest holding him tightly as I inhaled his masculinity.
“Is that better, boo-boo?” I asked as I looked into his blue eyes, tapping the end of his nose playfully with my index finger.
His dimples appeared cheekily with all the attention I was giving him. “Now you watch it, Siena. Don’t go getting all smart ass on me.”
I laughed as I ran my fingers through his dark, wavy hair. “You know you love it.”
He shook his head as he looked around the room. “Seriously though, darlin’, I’m done with this place—the mattress… the color.” He waved his arms around again, looking with horror at the walls.
“Yes, yes—I get it. The room isn’t up to Mr. Anderson’s standards. What do you want to do about it then?”
“Pack your things, and come and stay with me at my hotel. You’ll love it, Siena, and I will get a much better sleep.”
I sighed in contemplation. “Yes, but knowing you, you won’t want to sleep.”
Lust filled his eyes as his mind started to wander. “Yeah, you’re right darlin’… but I’ll have the option of sleeping, and that’s what counts—the option.”
I rolled my eyes as I stumbled out of bed, squinting from the mix of sunlight and insanely bright paint.
“I’m staying at the Hilton Paris La Défense. Here’s the address and room number. I’ve got a business meeting in fifteen minutes, so I’ve gotta go.” He looked at me, suddenly concerned. “You will come and see me, won’t you? Do you want me to send over a driver to pick you up?”
“I’ll be fine. It’s ok, you go, and I’ll meet you in a couple of hours—promise.”
“Love ya,” he said as he pulled me in for one last steamy kiss, his large hands firmly grabbing my ass.
I giggled trying not to get swept away by his everything, as I pushed him out into the hallway and blew him a kiss. “Lust ya!”
***
What is it about hotel rooms and us ? I wondered as I knocked on his door.
“It’s open. Come in, baby.”
I walked in, and there he was, laying on the king size bed—completely naked apart from a long-stemmed red rose. I know I shouldn’t have, but the moment I saw him, my face cracked into a
He looked up at me, his beautiful blue eyes now serene. “I love ya—that’s all. That’s what they call love, Siena.”
I closed my eyes, feeling myself drift into the beginnings of sleep. “Lust, you mean.”
Within moments I felt like I was floating. Daniel had scooped me up into his big strong arms, lifting me into the tiny bed as he placed me carefully between the sheets then squeezed his muscular body around me.
“This is so high school, Danny. I can’t believe we’re in a single bed together.”
He chuckled, whispering, “I don’t care about the bed, darlin’—just you.”
His words floated through my mind, dreamlike, as I fell asleep wrapped in his arms.
11
“I take it back, darlin’.”
I rubbed my eyes in confusion as I awoke from my sleepy daze and looked around the room. He was sitting on that chair in the corner, just watching me.
“I’m not doin’ that ever again!”
I yawned, stretching my arms up and out of the covers. “What are you going on about Daniel?”
“That!” He pointed his finger in disgust in my direction.
I laughed, scratching my head. “Me?”
“Noooo, darlin’; that .” He waggled his finger again in contempt.
“Oh! The bed?”
“Bed?” He stood up waving his arms around. “That’s not a bed—it’s a bloody nightmare. I got about three seconds of sleep, and now my back is killing me.”
I dropped my bottom lip and in my biggest baby voice replied, “Awwww, baby—are you gonna survive? Do you wanna hug?”
He smiled, seeing the funny side of his tantrum. “Yes, please.” He walked over to me and I stretched my arms up and around his muscular chest holding him tightly as I inhaled his masculinity.
“Is that better, boo-boo?” I asked as I looked into his blue eyes, tapping the end of his nose playfully with my index finger.
His dimples appeared cheekily with all the attention I was giving him. “Now you watch it, Siena. Don’t go getting all smart ass on me.”
I laughed as I ran my fingers through his dark, wavy hair. “You know you love it.”
He shook his head as he looked around the room. “Seriously though, darlin’, I’m done with this place—the mattress… the color.” He waved his arms around again, looking with horror at the walls.
“Yes, yes—I get it. The room isn’t up to Mr. Anderson’s standards. What do you want to do about it then?”
“Pack your things, and come and stay with me at my hotel. You’ll love it, Siena, and I will get a much better sleep.”
I sighed in contemplation. “Yes, but knowing you, you won’t want to sleep.”
Lust filled his eyes as his mind started to wander. “Yeah, you’re right darlin’… but I’ll have the option of sleeping, and that’s what counts—the option.”
I rolled my eyes as I stumbled out of bed, squinting from the mix of sunlight and insanely bright paint.
“I’m staying at the Hilton Paris La Défense. Here’s the address and room number. I’ve got a business meeting in fifteen minutes, so I’ve gotta go.” He looked at me, suddenly concerned. “You will come and see me, won’t you? Do you want me to send over a driver to pick you up?”
“I’ll be fine. It’s ok, you go, and I’ll meet you in a couple of hours—promise.”
“Love ya,” he said as he pulled me in for one last steamy kiss, his large hands firmly grabbing my ass.
I giggled trying not to get swept away by his everything, as I pushed him out into the hallway and blew him a kiss. “Lust ya!”
***
What is it about hotel rooms and us ? I wondered as I knocked on his door.
“It’s open. Come in, baby.”
I walked in, and there he was, laying on the king size bed—completely naked apart from a long-stemmed red rose. I know I shouldn’t have, but the moment I saw him, my face cracked into a
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