Page 39 of The P Arrangement

“Yeah, you’re right. Paxton certainly has.”

When we reached our floor, we found our room—406. We went to work on unpacking some things, and we started getting ready for the meet and greet.

Delaney found her clothes and went into the bathroom to change while I got dressed in the main room. A few years ago, she wouldn’t have gone to another room to put on different clothes, and I tried not to let it dampen my mood.

After I was ready in my dress pants and button-up shirt, I headed out to the balcony to get a good look at the city from several floors up. There was a small metal table and a single chair, but I skipped it to lean against the railing to get a better view.

When she walked out forty minutes later with her hair done, her makeup on, and in a modest yet sexy red dress, I got hard.

Cocking an eyebrow, I said, “Are you sure we don’t have time for a quickie?”

She held up her phone. “Yikes. No. It started five minutes ago.”

I grinned. I’d been joking, but I loved that she had checked.

She dropped her arm. “Besides, I already made myself pretty, and I don’t want to ruin anything.”

I shrugged. “I was only going to make a mess of your pussy, but I understand.” I pushed off the balcony railing I’d been leaning against and put an arm around her waist. With a kiss, I said, “And you are always beautiful, no matter what.”

She looked up at me. “Thanks, Pres. The same could be said about you.”

“I know.”

She rolled her eyes. “Let’s go.”

I followed her into the hotel room, and I locked the sliding glass door. Delaney grabbed a small purse from her suitcase and slipped her phone and key card inside.

It wasn’t until we were at the elevator again that I noticed Delaney had on dark nylons, which made her legs look great.

“I suppose since you’re wearing nylons, that means you put underwear on.”

The doors parted, and she smiled over her shoulder at me as she stepped on. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

There was another couple inside, also dressed up, so I couldn’t guarantee that they weren’t going to the same place we were.

I stepped inside next to Delaney and whispered in her ear, “Yes, I would.”

She just smirked back at me.

I was hard again and in front of strangers who might also be attorneys.

Delaney bit her lip to stifle her laugh when I had to cross my arms in front of me and lean against the wall to hide my erection.

When we reached the lobby and the couple in front of us got off, I snagged her around the waist when she tried to walk off and rubbed my dick against her ass.

“That was just plain mean.” I slid a hand under her dress to find thigh-high nylons and her bare cunt. I released her before I did anything else that might get us kicked out of the hotel. “I stand corrected. Knowing I have to wait to see what you look like in nothing but those stockings is meaner.”

She peeked out the doors and then turned around to flash me with a grin on her face.

I shook my head in mock disappointment. “You are just plain evil.”

Hitting the button to keep the doors from closing, I stepped around her while she laughed her way out of the elevator behind me.

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By the time we reached the table to check in and get our name tags, I’d thankfully lost my erection. And while Delaney still looked good enough to eat, my brain was switching to work mode.

“How long does this last again?” I asked in a low voice as we walked into the large room, filled with a bunch of lawyers mingling around. “I’m suddenly wishing we had found something to eat before we got here.”

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