Page 20 of Love Me Ever After
Without saying another word, she turned on those heels and walked away, her body taut and proud. She looked so hot and in control. My dick pulsed.
I threw my napkin down on the table, pushed my chair back and stood up. “Excuse me as well, I need to visit the bathroom.”
Keeping Ems within sight, I stalked her across the room and out into the deserted hallway.
“Ems.”
One word, spoken quietly, yet the emptiness of the corridor had it echoing louder.
She stopped and cast a glance over one shoulder, blue eyes glittering. I closed the distance between us and spun her around to face me. Without saying anything else I backed her up against the wall and pressed my body against hers.
“What the fuck do you think—”
I cut her off, crashing my mouth into hers, wanting to taste her again. She was hard, unyielding, until I brushed my tongue along her lips and a breathy moan escaped her. One hand slid underneath her skirt, forcing it up and exposing the lace topped hold-ups she wore. I slid a finger over the silky skin between the lace there.
“Mason,” she breathed. “Not here. What if someone sees us?”
The thought of being caught intensified the rock-hard erection in my trousers. “Who cares?”
With effort, she shoved me away, pupils dilated as she glared at me. “I do.Icare. This is where I work, and I don’t think it’s appropriate to… to… do this in a corridor.” She smoothed her skirt back down over her thighs.
I almost laughed at her response but sensed she wouldn’t see the funny side and tugged her towards me. “So you don’t wanna do this.” She started to pull away from me, but I caught her arm. “Ems?”
She dragged her teeth over her bottom lip.Not helping, Ems, really not helping.
“Come with me.” Her tone was so low that I struggled to hear. I let go of her arm and followed her to the reception desk, which was currently unmanned.
Glancing around to see who was watching, Ems slipped behind the desk, tapped on the computer keyboard and ran her finger over the screen. Next, she reached into the drawer and pulled out a room key card. I heard a beep, then she brandished the card at me.
“Room twenty-five. It’s not the penthouse suite, but your boss is currently in there and I really don’t think you’d wanthimwatching us.” A small smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
Fuck.Had she really just done that?
Moments later, I had her pressed up against the back of the hotel room door. With one hand, I pinned her wrists above her head, the other yanking up her skirt exposing her bright red thong. My thumb pushed inside the lacy material, rubbing her clit exactly how I knew she liked it. There were some things you never forgot.
“Mason,” she groaned, her tits thrusting against my chest as she writhed around trying to control the pace.
“So needy,” I whispered. “I love it when you’re so wet for me. But you need to have patience, sweetheart.” I slowed my strokes to the softest, lightest touch I could manage.
“Please…” she begged, wriggling her pussy against my hand.
“Not yet,” I breathed. “I want you to remember how good this feels, how good we feel together.” With a turn of my wrist, I gripped the flimsy material of her thong and ripped it off. Her eyes went wide as I pocketed it.
It was almost as if I’d never been away, the desire in her eyes, the dampness between her legs, the sexy little moans giving her away. My cock was uncomfortably hard now, pushing against the zip of my suit trousers. I’d wanted to wait, wanted to make her come first, but if I didn’t do something soon, there would be nothing to wait for. I released her wrists and her arms fell slack to her sides, as if she’d been holding her breath. Without taking her eyes off of mine, Ems shucked the suit jacket from my shoulders, her hands pulling at my tie, then the buttons on my shirt. Before I took off my trousers, I grabbed my wallet from my pocket and found a condom. Sliding out from being against the door, Ems strode across to the bed, stepping out of her skirt and tossing the red blouse to one side. She turned to face me, dressed in only a red push-up bra, her hold up stockings and those fuck-me heels as Trevor had described them earlier.
And that was exactly what I planned to do.
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Ems
How couldI let that happen?
But when Mason had all but stalked towards me in the corridor, hunger in his expression like I’d never seen before, any walls I’d had crumbled, leaving me a quivering, lust-hungry mess.
I dashed through the hotel to my office, desperately hoping no one would see me. The last thing I wanted was to be stopped and have to make polite conversation with my lips bruised from kissing Mason and my thighs aching from what we’d just done. Not to mention the fact that he had my knickers in his pocket. I went into my office, switched off my computer and grabbed my stuff.
As I went past the room where the after-dinner drinks were taking place, Barbara came out of the door.
