“It’s a surprise,” he answered with a laugh, and I playfully rolled my eyes. He adjusted his seat, then started the car. “Just know you’re going to like it.”
**
We drove to the other side of town and pulled into the parking garage of Citrine’s newest hotel and got out. It was scheduled to open in a few weeks, but from the looks of it, you would think it was open. There were people at the desk, in the lobby, and at the bar. The white marble floors popped against the dark red and white aesthetics. Just like the other Stone Hotels, this one was beautiful and stylish.
“I thought this wasn’t supposed to be open yet,” I said, looking around. We walked to the elevators, and Amethyst took a keycard from his pocket and swiped it against the reader. The elevator doors opened, and he did the same thing once we were inside, then the doors closed.
“The reservation list was so long that he decided to open early,” Amethyst replied, and I nodded. “It’s not public knowledge, and the ticket cost everyone here damn near triple what their original reservation fee was.”
“Triple?” I repeated with a laugh. The cost of staying at Stone Hotel usually ran close to three grand a night, and that was for the cheaper rooms. There were no limits on what was offered here. Citrine prided himself on providing nothing but the best,and because of that, all of his hotels were booked for at least 2 years. “Damn.”
“Same thing I said when he told us.” Amethyst shrugged. The elevator stopped, and the doors opened to the most beautiful room I’d ever seen. Just like the lobby, there were white marble floors, but that’s where the similarities ended. White walls and floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing downtown greeted me. We got off the elevator and walked into the living room. A chef’s kitchen with stainless steel appliances and black cabinets was to the right of the living room, which had an overly large, plush white L-shaped couch, a glass table, a lit fireplace, and a TV mounted on the wall.
“This is beautiful,” I said, walking around the living room.
“I have to agree,” he said, looking at me. He licked his lips, then put his hands in his pockets. “The bedroom is over there.” He nodded to the closed door to the right of us. “There are two other rooms on that side.”
I looked to the left, then turned my attention back to Amethyst. “Okay,” I said, nodding.
“The food should be about twenty minutes, but I have them on standby just in case you aren’t done showering when it’s supposed to come up.” He approached me, then stood over me without touching me. “That okay with you?”
“Yes,” I answered as I stared up at him. He looked so damn sexy. “And twenty minutes is enough time.”
“Cool,” he said, nodding. “Your clothes are already in the room.” He wrapped his hand around my throat, then licked his lips. “So go ahead and shower.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I’ma use the other bathroom, don’t trip off me.” He kissed me, and it took everything in me not to grab his shirt and never let him go. When he pulled back, we were both panting, and I could feel how hard his dick was. “Go shower, Sunshine.” Hekissed me softly, then stepped back. He licked his lips and shook his head. “Go on.”
“Yes, sir.” I nodded, then turned and went to the room.
Chapter fifty-one
Amethyst
Ishook my head as I watched Yale walk her fine ass into the primary bedroom. She didn’t close the door, so I heard when she turned on the shower, and my dick got harder at the thought of her getting undressed. I took my phone out of my pocket and asked our food delivery to be pushed back by 45 minutes, then left the living room. My clothes were already in the secondary room, waiting on the bed. I glanced over at the ball shorts, tall socks, and tank top. Even though this was a romantic night, I wanted to keep it true to who we were. Yale wasn’t one of those women who liked to overdo it. Getting dressed up was fun, but it was never her go-to. She would always want to be comfortable.
I turned on the shower, stripped out of my clothes, and stepped in. The water was hot, which wasn’t helping with how hard my dick was. I stroked it a few times to try to relieve the pressure, but that only made it worse.
“Fuck this shit.” I washed myself twice, rinsed, then turned off the water. I didn’t even grab a towel, but I didn’t give a fuck. I left my bathroom and trekked naked as the day I was born across the suite to the bathroom Yale was using. I stopped short when I found her lying in the middle of the bed with her back arched off it and one hand on her pussy and the other teasing her nipple. “Fucking Sunshine.”
She was so caught up in what she was doing that she didn’t even know I was in the room. I licked my lips, then grabbed the chair from the corner of the room and positioned it at the edge of the bed. I fisted my dick and watched as Yale pleased herself. The sight of her pussy swollen and glistening had my mouth watering. I matched her pace as I stroked my dick. I could feel my nut already starting to rise, and my balls tightened.
“Oh shit,” she moaned and moved her hand faster. “Fuck!”
I kept watching her, knowing that I was going to nut all over myself, but I didn’t give a fuck. Seeing her please herself was the best damn show I’d ever witnessed, and a nigga was going to request an encore performance every chance I got. She started to slow down, but I wasn’t with that shit.
“Rub that pussy, Sunshine,” I said, shaking my head. At the sound of my voice, her hand started moving faster. “That’s a good girl. Rub that pretty ass pussy for me.”
“Amethyst,” she panted. Her legs opened wider, and I swear I felt drool run from my mouth at the shit. “Baby.”
“I see my Pretty girl,” I groaned. “She’s so gorgeous, Sunshine. You been taking care of my girl for me?”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Fuck.”
“Open her up for me, mama,” I encouraged her. Her legs spread a little wider, and I nodded. “Yeah, I see her for real now. Shit.” I licked my lips. “You’re doing so good, mama, push on that clit a little harder.” She did what I asked, and I had to dropmy head. Her pussy was so damn wet that she was leaking on the bed.
“Amethyst, baby,” Yale moaned, and her back arched off the bed again. “Baby!”
