Page 129 of Flame True


Font Size:  

Nick set it in the cup holder for later. “Call the Garret Hotel.”

“Me?” Mulberry asked, her voice heavy and deep.

Nick squeezed her thigh. “No, I was talking to my dialer software.”

“Okay.”

He confirmed the details of the reservation, and ten minutes later, he pulled up to the stately house.

Nick parked the car and lifted Mulberry, carrying her up the steps.

Double doors opened to a vast antique space with hardwood floors, floral wallpaper and a bleary-eyed receptionist behind a curved desk. “Mr. Laurent, we have your room key right here. Number eight on the third floor. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

The young teenager beside her was startled, a smile on her face, and Nick frowned, hoping their stay here wouldn’t be on social media in minutes.

“Thanks,” Nick said. “I trust your privacy policy.”

“Of course,” the woman nodded. “Enjoy your stay.”

To his surprise, down the hall was an elevator. He pressed the button for the third floor, shifting Mulberry in his arms. “You with me, little cat?

“Kind of,” she murmured, her voice heavy with sleep.

“I need you to stand for one moment” he set her down lightly on her feet and fumbled with the door lock before opening it and revealing a more modern room than the downstairs interior suggested. Walls painted a soft crème, the colossal bed piled high with silk and cushions, two chairs and a table near the window.

Investigating the room further, he found a vast Japanese-style tub in the bathroom and double sinks, all done in white tile.

“I’m so tired. My head feels weird.”

“Weird, how?” Nick helped undress her, gently rolling down her nylons and removing her skirt.

“Like floaty?”

“Yeah, that can be the endorphins from the scene. Let me get you in bed, okay?”

“This room is pretty. Can we hang out in it for a while? I feel like I haven’t stopped moving all week.”

She curled on her side, the cat mask askew on her nose. Nick gently untied it and pulled it off.

“We can take our time here if you want, little cat,” Nick promised, taking off her shirt. “Do you want me to find you a shirt?”

“No,” Mulberry yawned. “I’m fine.”

“Do you need anything else?”

“Can you hold me?” she smiled sleepily.

“Give me a moment.” He kissed her gently, shucked off his clothes, dropping them over a chair and then, from the small fridge in the room, he took out two bottles of water and set them on the nightstand. “There, time for you to sleep.” He got under the covers, curling an arm around her, her back to his chest. She felt so damn good, so perfect in his arms.

“I don’t want to sleep” her voice was thick, but she pushed back against him.

Nick let out a soft groan.

He wanted her to sleep to ensure she was okay after that scene.

“Mulberry, we can do this in the morning.”

Her hand reached back, her fingers gliding along his cock. “I’m okay, Nick. I feel good. That scene was amazing. Thank you for taking me there. I want you inside me.”

Source: www.allfreenovel.com