Page 23 of Beauty and the Boss Man

I can’t help but laugh. “Romy, if I was dirty talking, trust me, I would be the hungry one. And yes, I’m very hungry—I didn’t get my fill last night. But first, how about we get some real food?”

Her skin blushes when I imply I’m hungry for her pussy, but she doesn’t skip a beat. “Sounds good. I’m starving.”

“Do you want to eat at the restaurant? I can go grab us a table.”

She shakes her head. “Can we just go upstairs and order room service? I want to get out of these clothes.”

Playfully, I joke, “Man, you really can’t wait to get me naked, huh?”

Her jaw drops open as I start to walk away. “That’s not…” she stammers. “That’s not what I was implying.”

When I sway my hips back and forth like she was just doing, she starts giggling.

“Anyone ever told you that you have a cute butt?” She asks.

“You should see it when I bend over,” I tease, and she laughs even harder.

We step into the elevator to head upstairs. When the doors shut, I toss my room key on the ground.

“Oops,” my hand playfully covers my mouth as I stick my backside out and bend over painfully slowly.

She laughs so hard that a cute snort comes out of her nose. It’s fucking adorable.

“That’s a prime piece of ass right there,” she says, stepping closer to me and landing a quick smack to my ass.

I gasp and move my hips back and forth. I may look ridiculous, but it’s worth it to hear Romy laugh.

She continues to slap my butt, and I shake it for her, and both of us are completely surprised when the elevator doors slide open before we get to our floor. An elderly couple stands there, and their eyes go wide at the sight before them.

Both of our faces fall, and I straighten up so fast I practically give myself whiplash. Romy and I both scoot to the corner as the appalled couple steps inside.

The tension in the big metal box is thick enough to cut with a knife. Romy and I both face the doors, trying to be as calm and relaxed as possible. But when I glance at her out of the corner of my eye, I see her mouth is pulled into a tight line, and her bottom lip quivers as she tries not to laugh.

As I watch her, it takes everything in me to keep a straight face.

The older gentleman keeps giving us uncomfortable side-eye that screams that he thinks we’re total freaks.

Thankfully, the doors of the elevator open onto our floor a few seconds later. We squeeze past the couple onto the patterned carpet of the hallway.

Once the doors slide shut behind us, we both keel over with the cries of laughter we’ve been holding in.

“Those people were mortified!” She exclaims.

Still laughing, we make our way back to her room. Once there, I hold the door open for Romy as she makes her way inside.

The moment the door closes behind me, I grab her arm and pull her back to me. My hands rest on either side of her face as my mouth finds hers. Her pillowy bottom lip feels so soft between mine.

Her body relaxes as she melts into me, wrapping her arms around my neck. The kiss goes on for a minute before I give her a couple of small pecks and pull back.

It takes a moment for her to open those blue eyes of hers to look at me.

Giving her a slight smile, I say, “Sorry. I’ve been thinking about doing that all damn day.”

“Are you sure you’re not some notorious ladies' man?” She asks, narrowing her eyes at me.

A laugh rumbles in my chest. “No, I don’t think so. I get far less action than you think.”

She purses her lips together like she doesn’t believe me, but she doesn’t press. Instead, she walks over to grab the room service menu.

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