thought you left.” He sighs.
“I’m really not that much of a bitch, you know?” I make a joke, trying to lighten up the mood.
“Okay, then. I’m here.”
“I will be there in two minutes.”
“Is that what the navigation system says or is that Madison time?”
“I’ll never tell.”
“For God sake, be safe. See you soon.”
“Yep.”
I hang up the phone and hit the gas.
A few minutes later, I walk into the lobby, juggling bags and my suitcase. When I look up, I see Billy shaking his head as he walks toward me.
“You moving in?” he asks as he catches the bag I am about to drop.
“You fed me a hot dog.” I smirk. “And a protein shake. As filling as it was, I’m kind of starving and figured you would be, too.”
“This is the Hilton. I’m sure they have room service.” He takes all the bags and leaves me with my rolling suitcase.
He walks quickly toward the elevator, and I follow him. Once inside, his eyes shift around nervously.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Are you?” he asks back.
I nod. “Of course.”
He sighs and leans against the wall as the tin box ascends to the twelfth floor.
“You wanna talk about it?”
He shakes his head.
“Good, because I decided that, as stressed out as you seem to be, I have a perfect idea of how to take you away from it.”
“Madison, I don’t …” He stops talking when I pull out the can of whipped cream.
“We’re buddies, right?
“Yeah,” he says, staring at the can of cream.
“Well, I think you promised me secrets all night long.”
“And I’m pretty sure you overheard some already.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” I wink. “All I know is it’s been a long day, and I wanna get off on you again before I go back to Jersey.”
“Christ,” he says before dropping the bags, grabbing my face, slamming me against the corner, and smashing his lips to mine.
My hands work his buttons as he kisses me stupid. His lips are greedy, hungry, and oh, so exquisitely working me over. I have never been kissed like this, and I know I never will again.
I shove my hand down his jeans and grab his cock. It’s hard as hell and silky smooth.
“Mmm,” he moans into my mouth as his hips thrust into my hand.
The elevator stops, but somehow, neither of us notice until we hear, “Oh! Oh, my.”
He starts to pull away, but I hold him securely. “Fuck them.”
His eyes narrow, and then he nods. “Fuck them.” Then he kisses me harder.
The elevator stops again, and this time, there are no spectator gasps.
I pull my hand away regretfully. “Take me to bed, Jeffers. I’m craving whipped cream.”
He grabs the bags and pulls his room key from his pocket. I walk past him and out into the hallway. Then I look back as he stands in the doorway, watching me walk away.
His look, albeit heated, is regretful, and I cannot have that.
I turn around, pull my shirt over my head, and toss it at him. Then I reach behind me and unhook my bra.
I hear laughter in the distance, and his look changes.
“I know you have no regard for public shows of sexual displays, but I have a great disdain for the pussy I’m about to own being displayed.”
“Well, then you better pick up the pace, Billy. Right now, all that’s on display is …” I slowly pull my left arm out of my bra strap.
“You better stop now,” he says as he walks quickly toward me.
“If I don’t, will you spank me?” I tease, stepping back quickly.
“Sweet girl, I’ll do more than spank you.” He drops the bags and pins me against the wall. “I’m gonna wreck you.”
He slides the key through the lock.
“This the room?”
He kicks the door open, scoops up the bags, and tosses them in. “Mmm.” He nods, his eyes heavy-lidded and sexy.
“The stars have aligned.”
“Not yet, they haven’t.” He grabs my hips, hoists me high, and bites my breast almost painfully hard through my bra.
“Damn you!” I cry out.
He effortlessly throws me over his shoulder
“I’m really not that much of a bitch, you know?” I make a joke, trying to lighten up the mood.
“Okay, then. I’m here.”
“I will be there in two minutes.”
“Is that what the navigation system says or is that Madison time?”
“I’ll never tell.”
“For God sake, be safe. See you soon.”
“Yep.”
I hang up the phone and hit the gas.
A few minutes later, I walk into the lobby, juggling bags and my suitcase. When I look up, I see Billy shaking his head as he walks toward me.
“You moving in?” he asks as he catches the bag I am about to drop.
“You fed me a hot dog.” I smirk. “And a protein shake. As filling as it was, I’m kind of starving and figured you would be, too.”
“This is the Hilton. I’m sure they have room service.” He takes all the bags and leaves me with my rolling suitcase.
He walks quickly toward the elevator, and I follow him. Once inside, his eyes shift around nervously.
“You okay?” I ask.
“Are you?” he asks back.
I nod. “Of course.”
He sighs and leans against the wall as the tin box ascends to the twelfth floor.
“You wanna talk about it?”
He shakes his head.
“Good, because I decided that, as stressed out as you seem to be, I have a perfect idea of how to take you away from it.”
“Madison, I don’t …” He stops talking when I pull out the can of whipped cream.
“We’re buddies, right?
“Yeah,” he says, staring at the can of cream.
“Well, I think you promised me secrets all night long.”
“And I’m pretty sure you overheard some already.”
“I have no idea what you are talking about.” I wink. “All I know is it’s been a long day, and I wanna get off on you again before I go back to Jersey.”
“Christ,” he says before dropping the bags, grabbing my face, slamming me against the corner, and smashing his lips to mine.
My hands work his buttons as he kisses me stupid. His lips are greedy, hungry, and oh, so exquisitely working me over. I have never been kissed like this, and I know I never will again.
I shove my hand down his jeans and grab his cock. It’s hard as hell and silky smooth.
“Mmm,” he moans into my mouth as his hips thrust into my hand.
The elevator stops, but somehow, neither of us notice until we hear, “Oh! Oh, my.”
He starts to pull away, but I hold him securely. “Fuck them.”
His eyes narrow, and then he nods. “Fuck them.” Then he kisses me harder.
The elevator stops again, and this time, there are no spectator gasps.
I pull my hand away regretfully. “Take me to bed, Jeffers. I’m craving whipped cream.”
He grabs the bags and pulls his room key from his pocket. I walk past him and out into the hallway. Then I look back as he stands in the doorway, watching me walk away.
His look, albeit heated, is regretful, and I cannot have that.
I turn around, pull my shirt over my head, and toss it at him. Then I reach behind me and unhook my bra.
I hear laughter in the distance, and his look changes.
“I know you have no regard for public shows of sexual displays, but I have a great disdain for the pussy I’m about to own being displayed.”
“Well, then you better pick up the pace, Billy. Right now, all that’s on display is …” I slowly pull my left arm out of my bra strap.
“You better stop now,” he says as he walks quickly toward me.
“If I don’t, will you spank me?” I tease, stepping back quickly.
“Sweet girl, I’ll do more than spank you.” He drops the bags and pins me against the wall. “I’m gonna wreck you.”
He slides the key through the lock.
“This the room?”
He kicks the door open, scoops up the bags, and tosses them in. “Mmm.” He nods, his eyes heavy-lidded and sexy.
“The stars have aligned.”
“Not yet, they haven’t.” He grabs my hips, hoists me high, and bites my breast almost painfully hard through my bra.
“Damn you!” I cry out.
He effortlessly throws me over his shoulder
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