Ravishing Room Service (The Heavenli Hotel Collection) by Cordelia King Page B

her nipples harden under the skimpy lace of her bra. She imagined his mouth on them, licking and flicking.
    She bucked her hips under her fingers and threw her head back. She imagined fucking him hard, on and on until finally…
    There was a sharp knock on the door. Shit. She pulled her hand out from her skirt and tried to get her hair under control. She’d thought that nobody would bother her at this time of night.
    ‘Come in,’ she called. The door opened and in came mystery guy.
    How embarrassing was this? Her cheeks were flushed from embarrassment and arousal. Her heart was hammering in her chest, and she was light headed – all her blood had rushed straight to her core, making her swollen with need. Her nipples strained against the thin material of her shirt.
    She lined up her papers against the edge of her desk as she struggled for composure. ‘What can I do for you?’
    ‘I’m just looking to get some food, but it seems you guys are closing up.’
    ‘Yeah, we’re closed for sit down meals, but the hotel has a room service menu that runs twenty four hours a day.’
    ‘I know, but I was really looking for something from Halo’s menu, I wanted something in particular,’ he said. He was sexy as hell, his jaw was covered in five o clock shadow. She wanted to feel how the friction would feel against the creamy soft skin of her breasts.
    ‘The kitchen might be able to whip up something,’ she said. Her voice lingered on the word whip, sending another wave of goose bumps over her skin. What would it be like to be dominated by a man like him?
    But back to the matter at hand. ‘If you want to give me your order I’ll see if it can be cooked and delivered to your room.’
    ‘Thank you,’ he said. I’m Oliver Vergara, Gabriel Suite.’
    ‘Sure,’ she said. ‘I’ll get right on it.’
    ‘Take your time,’ he said with a look that took in her entire body. ‘It looks like you have your hands pretty full right now.’ With a devilish grin over his shoulder he left her office.
    He knew what she’d been doing. How embarrassing was that? She pushed her mor tification to one side and made her way to the kitchen. Halo’s kitchen staff had left, but one of the chefs covering the room service night shift often worked in Halo and he knew how to make the dish Oliver had requested.
    ‘Regina,’ he called when it was ready. ‘It’s good to go.’
    She had her coat and purse on, she was ready to go.
    ‘Just send it up, will you?’
    ‘I can’t,’ the chef said. ‘Unless an order comes through the phone system I can’t get a server to bring it up. Besides, there’s been a huge order just gone up to a bachelorette party upstairs, about ten guys were needed to bring up the trolleys. Please – I don’t mind cooking something but if this isn’t served piping hot it will spoil.
    ‘Sure,’ said Regina, placing the plate on a trolley with silver. So she was going to deliver a meal to someone who’d just caught her masturbating in her office. She better get a tip for this.
    She stopped outside the door of the Gabriel suite and took a deep breath. Two minutes and she’d be on her way home for a bath and hope that he was going to check out tomorrow. She knocked smartly on the door.
    The door opened. He’ d taken off his jacket and tie. He looked surprised to see her at the door. ‘I didn’t think you’d deliver it yourself.’
    ‘It’s a crazy night, we’re low on staff,’ said Regina as she wheeled it into his room.
    ‘You’re finished for the night?’ asked Oliver.
    ‘Actually, I finished an hour or so ago,’ said Regina. ‘But that’s the perk of being a manageress, right?’
    ‘True,’ he said. ‘Though I hope my special request wasn’t the reason that you had to stay back.’
    ‘It’s fine,’ said Regina. ‘It’s my own fault, I have a huge amount of paperwork to do and I’m finding it difficult to stay focus.’
    He met her eye and smirked. ‘I had noticed.’
    She blushed. ‘You