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She was going to fucking leave her number! We agreed…
I need her god-damned number. We can’t leave it like this. I don’t even know her last name, where she works, or what she does.
Panic overwhelms me. And it’s stupid because I shouldn’t care.
Even if we both had an unforgettable night.
I shouldn’t feel needy and annoyed. But I do.
After a futile search of the entire penthouse with no success, I walk back into the bedroom and dial reception using the in-house phone. Maybe they can clarify some things for me, like her surname.
One way or another, I’m going to find her.
9
Hartley
A few hours earlier
My body can feel everywhere he was last night as I wake up at dawn. I’m aching a little as I roll onto my side, watching him sleep. He looks so sweet and peaceful.
Right now you’d think he was anything but the sexual God who had each orgasm piggy-backing the other for most of the night.
I watch his slow breath in and out. The way his dark hair slightly falls over his forehead. The gel he used to hold it back in place last night has well and truly been exercised out of him by now. Floppy hair. I smile, kissing his shoulder lightly, tasting his saltiness, trying to slowly slither out of his tight hold.
I giggle in the darkened room as I feel his cock tent against my thigh while I slowly move my body so I can get up to pee, and gather my things. I wish I could stay, but I can’t.
I desperately want to wake him up and roll around with him one more time. Give him a parting gift that I hope will stay on his mind for some time to come. But who am I kidding?
A guy like Gray has no business being single. He’s a dream, and I’m sure he’ll be playing the field in no time. He just had to get back in the saddle, and last night proved that he was definitely back in.
Not only is he a perfect gentleman and a successful businessman with impeccable taste, style, and table manners, he really puts his money where his mouth is. He picked up the check after dinner last night, where we learned all about one another. Then showed me the sights of his penthouse suite while reaching into the depths of my soul that no one has ever reached before. Maybe those other pricks, as he called them, didn’t take the time to find it. I’m glad that he did.
I loved everything. His dirty talk and praise. The way he moved and touched me. The way he liked to please me first and make sure I was okay. But he also has a dark and broody side. It’s sinfully sexy.
I like it when he laid on top and totally took command, pinning my hips to the bed, as well as my wrists in his giant hands. I loved it so much when he called me his ‘good girl’
I feel an ache in my chest that I have to head back to Boston today and go back to my boring life. It's going to be a big work week. Maybe that's why I acted so recklessly last night. Because I knew it was going to be my one and only chance for a while. And I took it. I never told him about the possibility of moving to Tennessee because of my dad’s health, as that’s where his law firm is, and it strikes me now that maybe I should have.
I stroke his hair lightly with my fingers as I watch his gorgeous features. He’s different when he’s like this. Peaceful. Softer, somehow.
“I’ll never forget you, Gray,” I whisper as I take one last look. I hope to see him again, but if not, I want to remember this moment. Reluctantly letting go of him, I kiss his temple one last time, just as he did to me repeatedly last night.
It was so intimate. And hard to believe we were just two strangers letting loose for the night.
It felt like so much more. But I’ve never done this, so I don’t know what the protocol is.
He also seemed to love my body, even the lumps and bumps I warned him about.
He loved and adored every inch of it.
And although I'd love to stay and admire his body once more before I go, I have a flight to catch. If I lay here one more second, it’s all going to go up in flames.
It pulls on my heartstrings, and I contemplate again leaving my number like I promised.
Why wouldn’t I? My hesitation is only because this has been perfect, and I want it to remain that way.
We stuck to everything else we said during the course of the evening. He had no real reason to blurt out those private things and be so honest. And I told him things too, things I wouldn’t normally say to a complete stranger.
