No, he will lose his shit because I’m not hiding anything from him anymore. I’ll have to tell him once I get back.
The rest of the flight goes without another incident. I hope that Derrick got the hint. I hadn’t spoken more than a few words to him since takeoff and now we are collecting our luggage at the carousel. He grabs my bags, along with his, and leads us outside to the waiting line of cabs. He gives our cabbie the address to the hotel and slinks back into his seat.
“When is the first panel again?” I ask, trying to relieve some of the tension that is clouding the air. If I have to spend all weekend with him, I prefer not to do it without speaking.
A quick glance at his watch and he answers, “The panels start tomorrow, tonight is the meet and greet dinner.”
I nod, but he can’t see it. He is looking out the other window. I take the time to turn on my cell phone and message Casen.
Me: I’m here.
Casen: Thank you for letting me know. I miss you already.
Me: I miss you too.
Casen: and your fucking hot body.
I blush, glancing over to see Derrick still not looking my way, before deciding to join in.
Me: I miss riding your face, Casen. I want to smother you with my pussy.
Casen: That’s enough.
Me: Can dish it out but can’t take it. You know what I can take? Your whole cock in my mouth.
Casen: I’m warning you, Embyr. I’m going to spank your ass.
Me: Don’t tease me. Just imagining your red handprint on my ass has me soaking wet.
Casen: You can type it all you want but tonight we’ve got a phone sex date.
My body tingles with excitement. I’ve never had phone sex but I know that just hearing Casen’s voice may just take me over the edge. My sexual appetite has been at its peak since I started dating him. Besides the time we were apart, I don’t think Casen and I have gone for more than a day without some sort of release. Even when I’m out of commission, on my monthly visitor, I still crave giving him a release.
The hotel is beautiful. From the street, it looks like it was built in the early nineteen hundreds but inside it’s all been updated and modern. The marble floor leads to a granite check-in desk, dark wood surrounds the lobby. Red drapes fall from the tops of the two story ceiling. I don’t think I’d ever be able to afford one night in the place let alone three.
“Checking in,” Derrick tells the petite brunette woman at the counter. “Quinn and Masters.”
She types a few keys before looking closely at the screen. She hands us the keys. “Thank you, Mr. Masters. Here are your room keys. You’re in room 654 and Ms. Quinn is in 656. Adjoining rooms, like you requested.”
I stand there stunned as Derrick’s face turns a dark shade of red. He says nothing as we enter the elevators, and he hits the sixth floor button.
Deciding to get it over with I ask, “Why did you ask for adjoining rooms?”
He looks dejectedly at me. “It’ll just be easier to open the door that goes between both rooms than to go through my door than yours.”
“But why would we need to do that?”
“Embyr, we’re at a conference. There is a lot to be learned. We will have much to talk about.” His blond hair falls onto his face, and he brushes it over with his fingers.
I nod but still feel uneasy.
We agree to meet at five o’clock. I enter my room, immediately going to the door that connects to his. I secure the lock and make sure there are no peepholes to look through.
The room is a decent size and matches the lobby almost exactly. Dark wood panels line the wall and red drapes are hung over the windows. A queen size bed lies between two nightstands and a small couch, desk, and chair is on the far side of the room. I walk into the bathroom and gasp. The tub is huge with a separate shower and toilet behind its own door. I can’t imagine the cost of this hotel but this is where the conference is and so this is where they’d like us to stay.
Smiling I strip out of my clothes and start to draw up a bath, knowing I have three hours to get myself ready for tonight.
The meet and greet was phenomenal and the open bar helped my nerves very much. I am usually good at meeting new people but Derrick has been glued to my side, touching me any chance he can, and it made for a long night of thwarting his advances. He and I are going to have a talk. The doors to the elevator open to our floor and we walk along the soft, dark red carpet down to the end of the long hallway. When we reach our doors I turn to him.
