“Do you have somewhere to be?”
“Huh? No, no, but I don’t want to take up your entire Saturday.”
Jaime leaned back. “How do you take up what’s freely given?”
Olivia’s lips parted.
“I booked a hotel room. It’s within walking distance from here.”
“Oh,” Olivia breathed, holding Jaime’s intense gaze, and with her heart racing and her fingers tingling, everything around them fell away, and they resembled the sculpture, standing still in silence while the world around them spun on in its daily chaos.
hunger
JaimegroanedwhenOliviaclosed the hotel room door by slamming her against its surface, claiming her lips in a hard, hungry kiss.
She wanted this, after all, she’d booked the room hoping for exactly such an encounter. Still, Jaime had plans in mind, the kind whereshedid the slamming and taking. Leave it to Olivia to throw a wrench in Jaime’s designs. But the night was young, hadn’t even started, in fact.
After their second kiss in a semi-public bathroom, Jaime had decided she’d be crazy to ignore their chemistry. Her past encounters had comprised hard and fast onetime couplings designed to satiate certain desires. However, she now could see the benefits of a loose continued association, especially if her counterpart proved to not just be hot, but also funny and intellectually challenging.
There were worse ways to spend her time.
Olivia pulled back, her eyes wild and face flushed. She bit her lower lip. “You are so incredibly arrogant.”
Jaime raised one eyebrow. “How so?”
Olivia fisted the fabric at the collar of Jaime’s dress. “You booked this room before meeting me again. You didn’t even know I’d show up!”
“We’ve established a clear pattern over these last several weeks. It stood to reason you’d show. As for the hotel room…” Jaime shrugged. “I like to be prepared for all kinds of…eventualities.”
Olivia narrowed her eyes. “Of course you’d frame it like that.”
Jaime hummed. “Have you changed your mind? I’m not going to hold you captive here. You may leave whenever you wish.”
“MaybeIwill.”
Jaime’s stomach dropped. “Leave?”
“Holdyoucaptive.”
“Oh.” Heat rose in Jaime’s cheeks.Again, worse ways to spend a weekend. “We should call the front desk then to see if we can add another night to my reservation.”
“Shut up,” Olivia almost growled, connecting their lips in another torrid kiss.
Jaime’s eyelids fluttered closed, and she allowed Olivia to deepen their kiss.
Olivia palmed Jaime’s breasts through the thin fabric of her dress before tracing her hand down, scratching along her stomach and upper thigh. She bunched the hem of the dress and pulled it up, her fingers disappearing beneath to ghost up Jaime’s leg.
Jaime widened her stance while digging her fingers into Olivia’s back. She should become more active, turn them around and get her hands on Olivia, but God—
Olivia’s fingers rubbed over Jaime’s satin panties before pushing them aside to touch the hot, damp flesh beneath. “I love how wet you always get.”
Jaime broke the kiss, moaning, her eyelids falling shut while her hips rocked forward.
“No. Keep still,” Olivia demanded in a rough voice.
Jaime gritted her teeth but stilled her hips, feeling Olivia smile as she nuzzled the side of her face, her lips finding her earlobe and nipping at it.
“It’s good to see you can follow instructions, Your Honor,” Olivia whispered.
