Page 104 of Tell Me Something

“You still think your boss might not be into you? You should’ve seen him watching you all night,” he confided once we could finally hear one another without having to yell.

“So why did you insist on escorting me out? Are you trying to make him jealous?”

He chuckled, and his eyes lit up with mischief. “Merely helping things along. Have a good night.” He took off in the direction of the restrooms while I moved toward the elevator and went down to my room.

I was absolutely ravenous. But when I looked at myself in the mirror after making my way back to my room, I decided to change. This was a gorgeous dress for a Hollywood party, but not so much for the midnight buffet. I’d just slipped off my shoes when I heard the card slide in and the door open.

“I guess being the owner gives you all access to my room?” I smiled at Josh as he crossed the room in two strides while looking around. It dawned on me what, or rather whom, he was looking for. “You think Brian is here?”

“You left together.”

“So obviously, you had to see for yourself.”

“Obviously, I did. Seems you had an eventful day, with my brother buying you clothes and then Brian needing to see you out.”

My temper rose. “I’m not even sure how to respond to that. I thought the dress was from you, and Brian simply walked me out.” I watched his jaw throb and knew he was angry, so I didn’t think it would be a good time to mention that his friend had probably done it to get a reaction from him.

“And if Brian had asked to come up to your room, what would you have said?” Lifting me up onto the dresser, he pushed my dress up around my hips and stepped between my legs.

“I would’ve said I was hot for only one man, and he’s not him,” I whispered, stroking his face. Then his mouth was on mine, fierce, hot and demanding. I could feel a hum of anticipation between us as his hands moved up my thighs. Soon my panties were ripped in two.

“Those were my new ones,” I muttered as his mouth left mine and then was on my very center. “Jesus, Josh…” I came within seconds and felt his lips skim the insides of my thighs. “Are you still annoyed with me?”

He pulled back and met my eyes. “No, and I should’ve never been. I’m sorry.”

Holy shit, did he just apologize? My eyes must have conveyed my shock.

He sighed. “Yeah, an apology. I’m trying to get better at them.”

“God, that’s unbelievably hot,” I admitted, kissing him with gusto.

He chuckled. “If only I’d known. Now I’ll say I’m sorry all the time.”

“Ooooh, say it again,” I teased as he lifted me down.

“So very sorry. Now get on the bed on your knees,” he commanded.

Aroused by his demand, I moved to do as he requested. I heard his zipper and watched him over my shoulder as he shed his pants and knelt behind me.

“I’m going to have all of you next weekend, Haylee. We’re heading down to my house in Charlotte early, and there we’ll shut ourselves in for the two days and play. Do you understand?”

I whimpered as he stroked me with the tip of his cock.

“I didn’t hear you,” he coerced, putting in the tip as I moved back to urge him deeper.

“Yes, yes, this weekend.”

Then he hit it home.

“Fucking Christ, Haylee, your pussy is so sweet.” He pounded hard, causing me to almost lose my ability to stay on my knees. With his fingers rubbing my engorged clit he urged, “Come with me, honey.”

I did spectacularly, feeling him do the same. I couldn’t hold myself up any longer, so I lay flat on my stomach as he broke the contact slowly.

He went into my bathroom, and I heard him wash up. Then he was back with his face near mine. “Are you falling asleep?”

“Actually, I’m starving. I was planning to hit the buffet.”

He kissed me softly on the lips. “I wish I could join you.”