Chapter 9
Taleya
“What time is it?” I ask with barely open eyes.
“Five,” his deep baritone responds before his lips land on my cheek.
After washing each other in the shower, Oson and I climbed into bed together. He kept his promise and buried his head between my legs. He blessed me with his tongue skills and licked, sucked, and kissed my pussy until I came and again until I drifted to sleep. The discovery of his absent, tall, warm body next to me pulled me from my slumber.
“In the morning?” I ask because why the hell is he up so early? Especially since we just went to sleep. When I open my eyes fully, I see he’s dressed and standing by the bed.
After sitting, he says, “Yeah. I gotta go. My flight leaves in a few hours but stay, sleep, and order room service. The room is yours until tomorrow morning. I extended it. I left the tablet to order and check out on the stand right here.”
“I’ll definitely sleep in,” I admit. “Thank you. For everything. I really enjoyed myself.”
“Nah, sexy. Thank you for making my last night here worth it.”
He leans in and softly kisses my lips then stands. There’s no long goodbye or empty promises of something more. We end our time together as simply and uncomplicated as we began. The only difference is the mysterious, sexy man from the club now has a name and I have a night full of good ass memories thanks to him.
I watch as he walks out of the bedroom, and when I hear the suite door close, I turn over in the bed and take my thoroughly sexed body back to sleep. I don’t open my eyes again until sometime after eleven. From the comfort of the bed, I grab the tablet and order brunch. While I wait for it, I amble out of bed. Thanks to Oson, I have a new walk.
To soak off this good ache in my thighs and legs, I need a long hot bath but settle for another shower. I’ll bathe at home. I also take advantage of the complimentary body care essentials package in the bathroom and brush my teeth, gargle, and wash my face.
When the food arrives, I slip on one of the provided terry cloth bathrobes and let the server in. He sets my pecan waffles, hot honey grilled chicken tenders, Strawberries Romanoff, and cranberry juice on the small dining table.
I take my time and enjoy my food and juice. While I really appreciate Oson for extending the suite until tomorrow morning, I’m leaving today. I need to leave this fantasy world and return to my reality. I have to get my ass home and study a little before I go into work tonight.
I easily locate my dress, bra, and shoes in the bedroom but cannot find my damn panties. After searching every inch of the living room three times and the bedroom twice, I give up and leave the room. I’m sure housekeeping has found more interesting things than a pair of lace panties in these suites.
It’s only two but the resort is humping. It’s the last day of As You Wish and the party is definitely still going. The elevators are packed and the ground floor is rocking. Time really stands still here.
I make my way to the front and checkout. After the lady scans my wristband, she removes it and retrieves my bag. My cell and key are inside. Before walking out of the main entrance, I remote start my ride to warm it up. It looks like it snowed last night and actually stuck. More has accumulated than when I first arrived. Luckily for me, when I reach the door, the attendant informs me there’s a small shuttle van pulling up soon that provides a heated ride between the parking lot and the resort. My initial excitement clearly caused me to miss valet and this van on yesterday.
The van pulls up five minutes later. About six people exit and I’m the lone passenger during my ride to my car. He does, however, pick up four people before we reach my Audi. As soon as I’m in my ride, I turn on my seat warmer then my cell. Three texts from Aasha pop-up as soon as it powers on.
Bestie: Um…
Bestie: Are you okay?
Bestie: Please don’t make me drive to the Keys. Call me!
Aasha’s last text had come an hour ago and I need to catch her before her dramatic ass gets into her Jeep and heads this way. She answers before the phone even rings.
“Where are you?” she yells.
“In my car, just leaving.”
“You spent the night?” she asks incredulously. Staying was never part of the plan.
“Yes. It was late and I’m glad I did. It snowed last night.”
“Well, don’t make me wait. Who was it?”
“Mr. Mysterious,” I reveal and she screams.
“Bitch! From the club? You lucky hoe. Please tell me the dick matches the energy and looks.”
“I didn’t fuck him,” I lie and she busts into laughter. I laugh too, unable to hold it in. “It does, girl. It absolutely does. You should have seen me walking out of that resort. I walked in straight legged and just walked out bow-legged as hell.”
