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Without hesitation, I close the remaining distance and press my lips against hers. It’s a tender kiss at first, hesitant and exploratory, but it quickly escalates into a passionate and desperate melding of mouths as we both give in to the desire that has been smoldering between us all day. Our lips move in perfect sync, a dance of passion fueled by longing and unspoken emotion. This kiss has ruined me forever.
Fuck, I wasn’t expecting this.
Chapter Fourteen
Spencer
ThesuddenwarmthofPercival’s lips on mine takes me by surprise, and I gasp softly, my eyes widening. But as he continues to kiss me passionately, I find myself melting into him, my body responding to the intensity of his touch. My heart races and the lingering taste of his tongue dancing with mine sends shivers down my spine.
I’ll never forget this kiss. The way he holds me, the way his body reacts to mine. Yes, the evidence is trapped, hard, and big between us. The last speck of light shines over us when our mouths separate, but he refuses to let go. His forehead touches mine while our breaths mingle.
Oh, Percival, what are you doing to me?
“The day hasn’t ended yet,” he says and takes my hand to guide me through the horde to the park’s exit. Before opening the car’s door for me, my body is trapped against the cold metal and his warm frame. This time I feel more adventurous as my fingers start to explore his hard muscles, the lines on his back, and his strong arms.
“Let’s go,” he mouths. “Before we start our own private show.”
Somehow, I manage to nod and buckle on the seat. The ride doesn’t seem too long. In the mist of emotion, I didn’t realize before how exhausting the day was. We left San Diego at sunrise, and now it is past midnight. The car movement lulls me to a light sleep. I wake up with Percival shaking my shoulder softly.
“We are here,” he informs me, then runs to open the door for me and guides me to an elevator. “You gonna like this.”
Curious, I follow him through a corridor, then a pair ornate doors that open to reveal a hotel suite that takes my breath away. The room is bathed in soft, golden light from the chandelier above, which casts intricate patterns across the plush beige carpet. Floor-to-ceiling windows offer a stunning view of the city skyline, twinkling like a thousand stars in the distance.
He knocks the air out of my lungs, unable to tear my gaze from the opulence surrounding me. Everything about this place screams luxury—from the velvet-upholstered furniture to the intricately carved wooden bed frame, complete with satin sheets and a mountain of pillows.
“Like it?” Percival asks, grinning at my astonishment.
I nod in excitement, still stunned by the luxury around me. This isn’t a room. It’s like one of those penthouses you see in the movies.
“Only the best for you,” he says with a wink, pulling me further into the room to explore the lavish surroundings together.
As I stand there, taking in the sheer opulence, a wave of conflicting emotions washes over me. On the one hand, I’m elated by the thought of spending time with Percival in such an exquisite setting; on the other, the intensity of my feelings for him both excites and terrifies me. It’s as if our connection is something I can’t quite comprehend, a force that threatens to consume me entirely.
“Spencer, are you alright?” Percival pulls me out of my thoughts. Concern etches his handsome face, making my heart swell with affection. I give him a nod and a small smile.
As he holds me close, the warmth of his body and the scent of his cologne enveloping me, I find myself surrendering to the moment. The doubts and fears that plagued me moments ago seem to dissolve into nothingness, replaced by a sense of peace and contentment. For now, at least, I allow myself to believe that everything will be alright.
Standing at the threshold of my hotel room, I take in the grandeur of the door before me. The intricate wooden carvings and polished brass handle make me feel like royalty—a far cry from the simple life I’ve always known.
“Spencer…” I can read my name on his lips, his brown eyes hooded and warm as he leans in close to me. His hand gently cups my cheek, and my heart pounds with anticipation.
I turn my gaze towards him, my green eyes meeting his, and time seems to slow as we share an electrifying connection. With a tender smile, Percival leans down, pressing his lips against mine in a passionate, breathtaking kiss that sends shivers down my spine.
Our bodies melt together, our breaths mingling as one, and my entire world narrows down to this single moment—this intimate connection between us that defies explanation. The kiss leaves me feeling lightheaded and giddy, my pulse racing with exhilaration.
“Good night, Butterfly,” he says, his words brushing against my lips before he pulls away, leaving me breathless and reeling.
Grinning, he gives me one last lingering look before disappearing down the hallway.
As I enter my room, my thoughts are consumed by Percival—by the intensity of his kiss, the warmth of his touch, and the magnetic pull I feel towards him. Despite my exhaustion, sleep eludes me as I lie awake in the plush, king-sized bed, my mind replaying the events of the day.
When morning finally comes, I drag myself out of bed, my body heavy with fatigue but my spirit buoyed by the prospect of spending more time with Percival. I step into the hotel’s opulent dining area to find him waiting for me, dressed in one of his impeccably tailored suits—sans tie, of course.
“Good morning,” he greets me with a mischievous grin. His chest is bared, and his eyes twinkling as if he knows I spent the night tossing and turning, unable to escape thoughts of him. “Did you sleep well? Or did you spend the hours thinking of what we should be doing but didn’t?”
Fucking cocky man, he knows what he’s doing to me. My checks are hot, and my panties wet, and it’s just seven in the morning.
As we eat, our conversation flows effortlessly—punctuated by playful teasing and flirtatious banter that leaves my heart racing and my stomach fluttering with nerves. And though I’m still tired from the sleepless night before, my excitement for the day ahead—and the undeniable connection I share with Percival—fuels me like nothing else ever has.
