Page 32 of Ardent Desires

“Hey,” he whispers, his breath warm against my ear.

“Hey,” I reply, a smile creeping onto my lips.

Before I can say anything else, he leans down and kisses me softly, and I melt into him, my heart racing. The world outside the elevator fades away as I get lost in the moment.

When we pull apart, I glance up at him, and there’s a warmth in his blue eyes that makes my stomach flutter. “You ready for this?” he asks, his voice low.

“I think so,” I say, a little breathless.

He chuckles softly, and just as the elevator dings, signaling our arrival, I can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. The doors slide open to reveal a lavish hallway adorned with artwork and lush carpets.

As we step out, I glance around, my eyes wide with wonder. This place is beyond anything I could have imagined.

Alexander leads me toward the suite, and I can’t help but look around, taking in every detail. The hallways are expansive, and the atmosphere is luxurious yet inviting.

“Here we are,” he says, stopping in front of a large door, his hand still resting on the small of my back. He unlocks the door, and when it swings open, I gasp.

The presidential suite is even more breathtaking than I imagined. It’s spacious, with a stunning view of the Milan skyline through floor-to-ceiling windows. There’s a plushseating area, a king-sized bed draped in soft linens, and a dining area that looks like it belongs in a five-star restaurant.

“Wow,” I breathe, stepping inside, my heart racing with excitement.

“Impressed?” he asks, amusement in his voice as he watches me take it all in.

“Absolutely!” I spin around, a huge grin plastered on my face. “This is amazing, Alexander. I can’t believe we get to stay here.”

He chuckles, stepping in behind me and shutting the door. “Welcome to the high life, Ellie.”

I walk further into the suite, running my fingers over the luxurious furnishings, feeling a thrill of excitement. This place is unreal. “I never thought I’d experience something like this.”

He steps closer, his presence warm and comforting as he leans against the doorframe. “And you deserve every bit of it,” he says, his tone sincere.

I meet his gaze, feeling a warmth spread through me. “Thank you for this. It’s incredible. I hope my room is as big as yours.”

He leans in and presses his lips to my neck sending a jolt of heat through me. “Uhm, what makes you think you are spending the night anywhere but in my bed?”

I feel heady with excitement and fear.

My breathe hitches. This is it.

His hands are on my ass, pulling me closer, and I can feel every inch of him against me. His mouth sucks on a sensitive spot on my neck that makes my knees feel weak. “Alexander,” I whimper, trying to focus as his hands roam over me, making it hard to think straight.

His thigh slips between my legs, and the pressure sends sparks of desire coursing through me. But just as his hand slides up my skirt, I feel a rush of nerves, and I reach out, grabbing his hand. “Wait. Please, can we talk?”

He stops immediately, stepping back with a puzzled look on his face. I can see the confusion flicker in his eyes, and it only adds to my nerves. I don’t know how to tell him this, and I don’t know how he’ll react, but I know I have to.

I start to fidget, my fingers trembling as I avoid his gaze. “Are you okay?” he asks, concern washing over his features.

“I’m just… nervous,” I admit, swallowing hard. “I need to tell you something.”

“What is it?” His voice is steady, encouraging, but my stomach is in knots.

I take a deep breath, steadying myself. “I’m a virgin.”

The moment the words leave my mouth, I watch his expression shift from confusion to understanding and then fascination. His brow arches, and I can see the wheels turning in his head.

“You’re a virgin?” he repeats, a hint of surprise in his voice.

“Yeah,” I say, my cheeks heating up. “I know it’s kind of… unexpected, but it’s true.” I look down at the floor, suddenly feeling very small. “I just wanted to be honest with you before we... you know.”

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