I want more than his fingers inside me, but that’s going to have to wait. Assuming Damon wants to fool around beyond this snowy night. Will he?
I slip my hand between us and stroke his cock. It plumps up in my grasp, becoming stiff. “We could do a lot before morning, Daddy.”
“Are you always this horny?”
“Are you complaining?” I squeeze his cock tighter.
He sucks in a breath and gasps. “No. Answer the question, boy.”
“No. I’m making the most of being here with you.” I release his cock, lower my gaze, and twist my fingers together. “I’m pretty sure this is a once-off for you. If we hadn’t got trapped here, you’d never have looked at me.”
“I looked.” He puts his fingers under my chin and applies upward pressure. “I liked what I saw. A lot.”
“But—?”
“I’m your boss.”
“You keep saying that, and yet you still had your fingers in my arse. Do you regret it?”
“No.”
“Will you do it again when we’re not trapped?”
His gaze darts to the Pride dildo on the neighbouring seat. Oh. So he wants to play with it, does he? I’d be happy to let him. But I still need to know the answer to my question.
“I want to.” He cups my jaw and kisses me tenderly.
“But will you, Daddy?”
He takes his phone out of the pocket in the door and spends a few seconds staring at it, his thumb scrolling the screen. I can’t see what he’s doing, so I wait with bated breath. He puts the phone to his ear, muffling the ringtone.
“Yes, hello. Sorry to call so late. I was supposed to be at the charity ball this evening… Yes, Damon Cole. I’m afraid we gotstuck in the snow, but we’d still like to come to the hotel when we get unstuck. Could I extend our room reservation for another night… Just one of the rooms… That would be perfect, thank you… Hopefully we’ll see you soon… Goodbye.” He slips the phone into the car door pocket and stares at me. “Yes, boy, I will. We’ll have far more fun with a bed, don’t you think?”
Grinning, I wriggle my hips and squeeze his cock again. “Oh, I think we can have plenty of fun in here, Daddy.”
“It’s a little cramped.”
“Yes, the space is limited, but that just means we need to get creative.”
“You’re still horny?”
“Knowing you’ve booked a hotel room for us has made me even hornier, Daddy.” Especially knowing he’s only extended the reservation ononeroom. It means he wants me. It means this isn’t just a steamy hookup because we’re trapped and cold. “Can you be creative?”
“I wish we had condoms,” he grates out.
“Me too, but we can pick some up on the way to the hotel.”
“Once we’re unstuck.”
“Which is going to be a while.”
He hums. “Are you still cold?”
“Not while I'm close to you.”
“What if you weren’t?”
I frown. “I’d probably get cold unless you’re going to do something to warm me up.”
