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??You know your problem? You get too angry with people. Sean Asgill’s only some pampered rich bloke, he’s not Hitler.’
‘It’s just people like that make my blood boil.’
‘Hey, I thought your plan was to become fabulously rich some day?’ he teased.
‘Yeah, so?’ she asked.
‘So why do you want to be rich if you can’t stand rich people?’
Grabbing two glasses of champagne, Dom steered her towards the side door, which led out onto a terrace and the walled gardens beyond. Tess felt happy and relaxed for once – tonight she was officially off duty. ‘This is a great party. That was Sir Martin Sorrell I was talking to back there. We’ve swapped cards. Thought I might be able to swing an interview for the business section. That should earn me a few brownie points.’
Tess was only half listening. ‘It smells good out here,’ she said, breathing in the wet floral, dewy fragrance. It smelt of England.
Dom turned and planted a gentle kiss on her lips. ‘It looks a bit like that place in Maryland we stayed at once,’ he said.
‘Oh yeah, that place George Washington stayed in. It seemed as if George had stayed in every house in the state.’
She remembered that hotel very fondly. They had barely left their room all weekend. In fact, the only time they had left the bed was to open the windows to let a little lazy light into the room or to collect the room service they’d asked to be left outside the door.
‘Here, you’ve got some lipstick on your teeth,’ said Dom . He took his finger and rubbed it under her lips, the gesture familiar yet intimate. She took his hand and bit his finger softly.
‘Ooh,’ he laughed. ‘Saucy.’
‘You know I’ve really missed you,’ said Tess, meaning it this time.
He bent and brushed his lips against her neck. ‘Come on, let’s go.’
‘I can’t go,’ she laughed slowly. ‘I have to get back to Windsor tonight.’
‘We won’t be long,’ he whispered, taking her hand and leading her away from the glowing lights, tinkle of glasses and laughter at the party. They disappeared out of the embassy’s gates and hailed a black cab that was dropping guests off at the party.
Leaning into the driver’s window, he said with a grin, ‘Take us to the nearest hotel.’
Three minutes later, the nonplussed driver dropped the giggling couple at the Park House Hotel on the outer ring road. The room was shoebox–sized, with a small double bed, trouser press, and sink in the corner. Dom didn’t even bother to switch on the lights as he peeled off Tess’s dress and let it slide to the floor. They were both breathing heavily in their excitement as they kissed, both pulling at the buttons on Dom’s shirt. Just then, Tess pulled away and sat on the edge of bed, spreading her knees and pulling him between them. He remained standing as she unbuckled his trousers. His cock reared out in front of him and she took it in both hands. It was long and thick and she kept eye contact with him as she licked along his length, her saliva glistening in the streetlights. Still looking into his eyes, she took him into her mouth and unhooked her bra. He reached down and stroked her full breast, squeezing and rolling her nipples between his finger and thumb.
Both gasping with desire now, he pushed her back onto the bed. Taking off her high heels he started kissing her toes, the curve of her ankle, working his way up her leg with feathery kisses. His warm hands spreads her legs as he flicked his tongue up the inside of her thigh, then nuzzled into her closed, secret lips with his nose and his tongue.
‘Oh God, yes, yes,’ she moaned, rubbing her own breasts now.
Dom inched aside her thong and pushed his tongue into her, taking long languid laps of her juices, circling her hard clitoris and up and down her slit.
‘Now, now,’ she panted. ‘I want you, I want you.’
Grinning, he guided his cock into her slowly, slowly, feeding it inch by inch until he was buried deep inside. Impatiently, she thrust her hips up towards him and they fell back, their bodies together in rhythm and motion. His nose and chin were damp and musky from her juices as she took his face in both hands and kissed him, sucking on his tongue.
His lips moved down over her swollen nipples, biting and sucking, her arms splayed out behind her, grabbing at the pillows. The pleasure was intense now, her passion heightened by weeks of suppressed emotions: the anger from her confrontation with Sean, the longing and frustration of her separation from Dom, all building to a crescendo.
‘Oh Jesus, oh Christ!’ she cried out as she came in wave after wave. She clenched herself as tight as she could around his cock, her hips bucking upwards, her nails digging into Dom’s taut buttocks. He fell down on top of her, spent and exhausted. They had not had sex like that in a long time. Ever. She felt a rush of excitement, as if she was falling in love all over again. She rolled over and folded herself into the curve of his body, wondering if it took being apart to bring some people back together. Lying there, she felt that their relationship wasn’t just fixed, but infinitely better. He turned to her and smiled.
‘I hope these walls aren’t paper–thin.’
‘Who cares?’ she grinned, nestling into him.
‘I can’t wait to come to New York.’
‘In which case, let’s get back to the party and talk about that visa.’
CHAPTER TWENTY–FOUR
