“Aren’t we going to cash in our winning tickets?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “No, silly. It’s bad luck to cash them in immediately. You have to wait till the next day.”
“Who knew there were this many rules,” I reply with a chuckle.
When we enter the lobby, I’m not impressed. It’s nice enough, but it’s not the luxury I’m accustomed to either. Why the fuck couldn’t Phoenix have chosen a fancier place for me to take Minnie?
“I’m going to use the restroom right quick,” the beauty beside me whispers as I approach the reception desk. I watch her ass as she goes, the curves of her hips swaying with every clack of her black high heels against the tiled floor. Goddamn, I’m certainly a lucky man.
“Can I help you, sir?” the man behind the glass partition asks, and I pull my gaze away to look at him.
“Yes, I have a reservation for Hale. It should be the penthouse suite.”
The man looks at me like I just told him the moon is filled with whiskey. “We don’t have a penthouse here, sir, nor do we have suites.” He glances toward where Minnie just disappeared down a short hallway. “But I can give you a king room on the top floor to share with your lady friend.”
“That’s fine,” I say through clenched teeth, pulling out my wallet. I’m going to fucking kill my brother.
As soon as we enter the elevator car, the anticipation lies thick and heavy as a fog between us. When I look down at Minnie, her eyes are on me, and she’s biting that full bottom lip.
Thinking completely with my dick, I swivel, pinning her to the wall and crashing my mouth to hers. I think I could kiss this woman forever, but unfortunately, this hotel only has four floors, so the ding behind me cuts our kiss just as it begins to heat up.
“Dammit,” I curse. “Room. Now.”
I’d like to think I’m a well-spoken guy, but Minnie has turned me into an uncouth grunter, and when her short legs and heels can’t keep up with my long strides, I fall farther into the caveman role and bend to scoop her over my shoulder.
“Joe!” she shrieks with a laugh, spanking my ass.
“Shhh, you’re going to get us kicked out of here,” I reprimand, but I’m laughing too. I all but sprint to room 418, pressing the key card against the reader while every cell in my body hums with need for this woman. I can’t remember ever being this worked up before.
The light on the door flashes red, so I try again. Still red. Motherfucking fuck. The goddamn Hampton Inn is trying to kill me.
I set Minnie on her feet and practically grind my molars into nubs as I try again and again. Letting out a defeated sigh, I turn my head to find her smiling softly at me.
“Do you want me to go exchange it?” she asks, and I shake my head.
“No, I’ll do it. He might need my ID.” Glancing up and down the hallway, I frown. It’s well lit, and I don’t see any shady people lurking in the corners, but still… “I don’t want to leave you up here all alone.”
Her small hand against my cheek tames some of the annoyance out of me. “I’m a grown woman, Joe. I’m perfectly capable of standing in a hallway by myself for two minutes.” Then she presses her lips firmly against mine.
I should really go downstairs and get a new key card, but her kiss makes me do stupid things. So I press her back against the door and take my fill, nipping at her bottom lip like I wanted to do back in that convenience store.
Dropping my hand, I slide it up the back of her leg to cup her ass. It’s round and firm in my hand, and I use it to pull her hips forward, grinding my insistent erection against her stomach.
“Jesus,” she mutters against my lips.
My hand slides between us, edging that tiny dress up until I feel the lace of her panties between her legs.
She whimpers my name when I drag my fingers back and forth against her sex. “Joe…”
“Your panties are awfully damp, Minnie.” My tone is lightly scolding, though I’m secretly thrilled to find her wanting me as much as I want her. “What have you been thinking about to get your pussy all wet like this?”
She blinks, her eyes slightly glazed with desire. “I don’t know.”
My thumb slides against the warm flesh at the edge of her panties. “Mmm, I think you do. I think you have a dirty little mind that’s been thinking about getting fucked.”
At that, Minnie’s legs try to close, but I nudge a knee between her legs and widen them. “J-Joe, don’t you need to go get the key card?”
I slide her panties to the side, but I don’t touch her yet, even though the sheer heat radiating from her has my fingers itching. “I was going to, but I can’t wait another second to make you come.”
