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That turned out to be forty seconds of abject humiliation, as the assistant house manager wheeled a trolley full of supplies past her at a snail’s pace, and she stood with her back to the door, her hem pulled as low as she could with one hand, and her fingers around the jam to stop herself getting locked out.Truthfully, if the suite door shut, she wouldn’t put it past Spook to incorporate that into the scenario and expect her to finagle a key card out of the reception desk to let herself in with.It’d be in keeping with the game.
Alle’s uneasy grin collapsed the moment the staff member passed through the fire door.Thank God!She slid back into Spook’s room.
In her absence, he’d tweaked the curtains open slightly, so that a sliver of light from the security lamp outside painted a silvery blue glow over the sitting area of the room.The brightest point spot-lit a pair of red Prada high-tops.Brand new, and un-worn by the look of them.At least he’d opted for something classy, and not the well-worn skull-emblazoned Converse under the table.
Spook lay on his side, one arm tucked beneath a pillow, and the other bent on top of it, so that his thumb sat pressed against his lips.It made him look sleepily adorable.His eyes were closed when she looked, but she swore he followed her movement as she scurried along the end of the bed towards the window.She risked a second peep at him once she’d reached the high-tops.Lord, that man was beautiful.His hair was spread around his bare shoulders, his face relaxed as if blissfully dreaming, and the outline of his strong body was hinted at beneath the quilt.Ah, the things she wanted to do to his body.They could get a girl arrested.
Slowly, Alle rose out of her crouch.She stretched cat-like, arching her back, before lifting one overpriced shoe aloft as if in reverence, before cradling it against her body.Stealthily, she lifted it to her lips, and poked out her tongue.
“Now, why would you want to lick that old thing, when there are other options on offer?Hm?”
God!She hadn’t heard him get out of bed.A jolt electrified her body, making her hair stand on end.Spook was an appropriate moniker.He stood so close they may as well have been touching.His nakedness was blessedly apparent, even without a confirmatory peek in the darkling mirror.“I’m offended you’d choose a designer logo over me.”
“I wouldn’t.”Her voice emerged as a high pitched squeak.Alle made to turn, but he put a hand on her shoulder, stilling her.
“Wouldn’t you?Are you sure you’re not just here to steal a few goodies, thief?”The way his words whispered against her skin made her nipples tingle.
“I’d rather steal you.”
“Is that so?”
“Absolutely.”
He rested his chin against her shoulder.“Then it’ll be disappointing for you to hear that I don’t care for sneaky women.”
Alle huffed.“That’s not what you said the last time,” she improvised, throwing him a coy look via their reflections.“Then you said you liked being seductively awakened with a stealthy blowjob.”
Spook touched his fingertips to the side of her neck.How was it that this man could make her tremble all over with excitement just by touching her in the most innocuous way?“Did I, indeed?”
“You did.You also said that I was your greatest and only lover, and that I have the perfect arse, and you like how it wiggles when I crawl.”
“Interesting,” he drawled, as if it were anything but.He glanced at his nails.“I don’t recall.”
“You’re just playing with me,” she protested.“You’re mean.It took a lot of effort to get in here.There’s a lot of security, and you never help out.You’re always promising a pass, but you never send it.I think you’ve probably other favourites.”
“One or too.None so inventive as you though.How many blowjobs did you have to give this time?”
“I never—”
He cut her off, by taking her hands and setting them down upon the coffee table.“Shame.I like it when you taste of other men’s jizz.”
He had not just said that.Fuck it, he had!And more disturbingly, it turned her on.Well, as long as she didn’t think about it too hard.
“Bend.Enough of your chatter.Let’s see if what I supposedly said is likely to have been true.”
“It was.It absolutely was.”In her dreams it definitely was.The reality was that he’d avoided saying that he loved her, or even firmly committing to them as a couple.Also, her arse was huge, not perfect.Perfectly fucking huge.Maybe he liked that, but she thought it could do with being a bit less wobbly.
“Bend.”
Alle leaned forward from the hips.The position lifted the hemline of the dress shirt so that her arse was fully exposed.Spook gave a dismissive sniff.“It’s not nearly pink enough to be perfect.I think that makes you a liar.And we all know what happens to them.”
“They get jobs in government.”
He snorted.“They get punished.At least in this reality they do.”
“Well,” she huffed.“I don’t see how you can possibly make a proper judgement on it.It’s dark in here.There’s not enough light to see colour.”
