Page 67 of For One Night

She hooks the side of the lace, dragging them down her legs. Dropping my shirt, I unbutton my pants and let them fall. I place a knee on the bed between her feet. I slide my arm under her, picking her up as we climb up the bed.

Lola glances down between us, and her eyes snap back to mine. “Condom.”

“Always.” I stretch over her, rubbing my cock over her pussy. Her breath hitches as I take the foil wrapper from the nightstand.

She grips it between her fingers, as she pulls my mouth to hers. I’m lost in the supple feel of her lips against mine, barely registering the rip of the package. She reaches down, fisting me in her hand as her mouth forms a perfect O.

“Let’s get this on. The wait is about to kill me.” She rolls the rubber down with fire in her eyes.

My fingers dig into her thigh as I hitch her leg around my hip. “Baby, that’s not how I plan on doing it.”

A slamming door rattles me from my drunken state. I peel my lids back only to have to shut them from the sun streaming through the window. I rouse, reaching for the warm body behind me. I find nothing but a warm and empty bed. I sit up, squinting as I look toward the bathroom. The doors open. I stand and grab my pants. I check the room out to find it vacant.

“What the actual fuck?” I take the room key and hit the door running. Punching the elevator multiple times, wishing it would open faster, I grumble, “Seriously, I ditch them.”

The doors open, and I step through, hitting the lobby button and sliding my pants on. I run my hands through my hair and check my breath; it’s atrocious. “Fuck! I need a mint.” I whip through the door as soon as it begins to part, hurrying to the reception desk. “Mint?” The blonde hands me one. “Curvy. Brunette. Just came down?”

“She called for a cab.” She points toward the door.

I haul ass, yelling as I do. “Thanks!” I burst through the entrance onto the sidewalk, searching for her. At the end of the drive, she’s getting into a Yellow Cab. I sprint, catching the door before she can shut it. “What in the hell, woman?”

She peers up at me with a devious grin. “Thanks.” She shrugs.

“Come again?” My mouth gapes.

“I had a great time.”

“You’re kidding me?” I ask as my eyes widen. “You’re ditching me?”

She bites her full bottom lip, driving everything south of my zipper wild and my mind insane.

“I appreciate the multiple orgasms.”

“You’re leaving, and that’s all you have to say?”

“I’m sorry, did you think this would go any further?” My mouth drops again. “Oh, you did. It’s a one-night stand, that’s it. You’ll be okay, I promise.” She shuts the door, and the cab pulls away.

“What the fuck just happened?” I scratch my head. “Who in the hell was she?”