“Of course I did. I have a very good Omega to take car shopping tomorrow.”
My panties are decimated with an overwhelming feeling of lust. I’m not sure if it was the termgood Omegaor shopping that did me in, either way, the combination has me wanting this man more than I’ve ever wanted anyone.
“Are you going to invite me to your room?” I ask, feeling bold.
A sick feeling hits my gut. Oh, fuck. What if he says no?
“Hailey, will you come back to my room with me?” he says, his eyes nearly sparkling. It’s almost like he knew how much it took me to ask him that question, and he wanted to put me at ease immediately.
How? How are we on the same wavelength so fast? And most importantly, how am I not scared shitless?
Hayes handles the check and leads me to the elevators with a firm hand on my back. His thumb rubs soothing motions against my spine and I feel like I’m going to combust.
Sitting on his lap all night, his kindness, how cocky he was playing against the other men.
Damn, I have it bad, and in all reality, I deserve a night of fun.
His floor is higher up than mine, and when the elevator doors slide open I wonder if I’m over my head.
It’s like I forgot all my heat orgies.
Well, I partially have. I think I disassociated and just let my body do what it needed. This is the first time since I designated that I’ve been this into a date and wanted to do something physical outside of Lavender Moon.
Hayes’ hand slides up my spine, lightly gripping my nape as we approach his hotel room.
“You call the shots here. If you ever want to leave, I’ll walk you back to your room happily knowing I’ve had an amazing night. There’s no pressure to do anything, we can just lay in bed and watch TV if that’s what you want.”
I sigh and relax against his touch as the door lock clicks and he grabs the handle with one hand. He glances at me, seeing what I’ll do next. Even though I’m the one who started this, he’s still giving me an out, and I find him all the more charming because of it.
I step inside his suite, and the moment the door closes, he’s on me.
My heels nearly make me trip on the carpet as my back hits the door. One of his hands cups my jaw as the other grips my waist, his hands confident and strong. The kiss starts off relatively tame, with a few quick presses of our lips.
Then it’s like this leash he keeps himself on breaks and he’s devouring me like he wants to own me. His tongue dances with mine, before he bites my bottom lip and his hand grabs a fistful of my ass.
He’s rough, passionate, and so completely into me.
He kisses and nibbles along my neck as I grip on to his shoulders tightly.
“Fuck, you were so hot for me tonight, weren’t you?”
“Yes,” I nearly moan out as he pushes the strap of my dress over my shoulder.
“You have no idea how bad I wanted you tonight.”
“How bad?”
He pulls back, so he can grab both sides of my face with his hands. It feels like my heart is going to beat out of my chest with anticipation.
“I wanted to eat your ass when you bent over to collect my chips. Would have even thanked you after.”
I blink at him and he smiles, leaning forward with both hands still on my face as he kisses me hard. I’m in a lust-filled daze as he grips the back of my thighs and tosses me onto the bed.
He shocks me by grabbing the slit of the dress and ripping it up to my chest. I look at him wild-eyed.
I have no idea how much the dress cost; it was waiting in my hotel room along with a hair and make-up stylist. But he doesn’t seem to care as he kisses up my leg, his nose dragging along the seam of my soaked panties.
He doesn’t ask, he doesn’t have to, as he grabs them at the hem and rolls them down my legs.
