Page 7 of Masked Indulgence
We’d only had a couple of hours of sleep before the driver I’d hired was expected to arrive to take me to the airport, where I’d hop on the company jet back to L.A. I had work to getto.
When I rolled over to wake her, I saw her mask had come off as she slept. Mine had stayed on, but I pulled it off as I gazed ather.
Katana’s face was just as gorgeous as I’d thought it would be. I’d pulled her dark hair out of the braid at one point during our night, and the long strands were everywhere. She looked like an angel as she slept, her lips swollen from all the kissing we’d done. I pushed a lock of hair off her face, and she moaned a bit before her eyes flutteredopen.
I couldn’t stop the smile that took over my mouth—she looked too perfect. “Hi.”
“Hi,” she replied with a stretch. Then her hand came up to caress my cheek. “You’re even more handsome without themask.”
“And you’re even more beautiful without yours,” I kissed her cheek. “Did you sleep well?” Before she could answer, I pulled her into my arms, holding her in a way I rarely did with anyone, especially not anyone I’d done this sort of thingwith.
She cuddled into my chest. “You wore me out completely. I slept like a baby. Not even a dream made itthrough.”
With a chuckle, I agreed, “We did seem to give it our all, didn’twe?”
“I should think so. It’ll tide me over for quite some time,” she said then rolled off me and got out of bed, heading to thebathroom.
I watched her round ass, admiring the dimple at the top of each cheek as she left the room. And I caught myself sighing. “What have you done to me, you littlevixen?”
The sex had been better than any I could recall. She felt better in my arms and underneath me than anyone ever had. But this was a one-timething.
Sure, I could probably call her up now and then and see if she’d like to have another one-nighter, but that wasn’t really how I liked to do things. I preferred to hit it and quit it. It kept things uncomplicated, and that was mygoal.
I heard the shower running and decided now was the time to call the front desk and have something sent up for her to wear home. “Rhoda speaking. How may I help you, Mr.Slaughter?”
“I need some clothes sent up in size two.” I’d checked the tag on her naughty nighty to get her size. She had red heels so I ordered something that would match them. “Can you send up a black dress? Something nice and expensive. Matching bra and panties too.” I had to guess on the size of that. “The bra is a thirty-two D. And if you find a nice necklace that would accent it, please add that on; money isn’t a concern. I want the best of everything. And please have it delivered to my room as quickly as youcan.”
“Yes, sir. Give me half an hour, and I’ll have it sent rightup.”
I hung up the hotel phone and went to the closet to retrieve my clothes for the trip back home. My cell rang, and I went back to get it, seeing it wasn’t a number I had in my contacts. “Hello?”
“Hey, is this Nixon?” a man askedme.
“Yes. And this is?” I looked in the mirror at my stubbled cheeks.Maybe I’ll grow my beard out,I thought to myself.A little something to remind me of lastnight.
“This is Owen Cantrell. You gave me your card last night. I was just calling to check on you. I lost track of you last night and wanted to be sure you made it outsafely.”
“Um, yeah, I made it out all right.” I had no idea why he’d be worried about something likethat.
He soon told me why. “That was some scene, huh? I don’t think I’ve ever been more afraid in my entirelife.”
“Of what?” I asked, as I was clearly in thedark.
“The explosions, of course,” he enlightenedme.
“Explosions?”
“Yeah,” he went on. “Wait, did you leave before thathappened?”
“I did.” I walked back to the bed and sat down, feeling a little lightheaded. “So there were explosions? Was anyone hurt, orworse?”
“Thankfully no one was hurt. We all managed to make it out of there somehow.” He stopped, and I heard him make a smacking sound. “I’m sorry. I just had to give my wife a kiss. It was like we almost lost each other last night. It was awful. The Dungeon of Decorum seems like it’s probably at an end. It was completelydestroyed.”
“I can’t believe it,” I mumbled. “What time did thishappen?”
“Hell, I can’t even begin to tell you that. I couldn’t think straight until a little while ago. I was definitely suffering from a bit of shock. I just keep thinking how close my wife and I came to meeting ourmaker.”
“Wow. Looks like I dodged a bullet. Glad I found someone and we left early.” And I was glad of that for a couple other reasonstoo.
