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In spite of wrinkling my nose, I still laughed. “Definitely not.”
“Then it’s my room.”
“How did you end up not sharing with your brother?”
“Because he didn’t want me waking him up at the crack of dawn to go swimming.” When I gave him an odd look, he replied, “I promised my coach I’d be in the water every day. I talked the hotel into giving me an early morning pass.”
“Hmm, does that mean I might get to see you in your speedo?"
Waggling his brows, Noah replied, “You’ll get the pleasure of seeing me both in and out of it.”
“Lucky me.”
“Well, not entirely.”
“What do you mean?”
“The truth is I won’t be wearing a speedo. We wear jammers now to compete.”
“You wear what?”
He laughed. “They’re more like skin-tight briefs that come mid-thigh.”
“Bummer.”
Flashing me a wicked grin, Noah replied, “Maybe I can dig an old Speedo out just for you.”
“I’d like that.”
When we entered the elevator, Noah hit the button for the 10thfloor. Once again, we found ourselves alone. The doors had barely shut before Noah pounced on me. As he crushed his lips against mine, I grabbed the lapels of his tux and jerked him even closer. We slammed back against one of the elevator’s walls. Noah’s hands came to the front of my dress. His hands cupped my breasts through the fabric. “I cannot wait to get my mouth on these,” he panted against my mouth.
A moan escaped my lips both at his words and the feel of his hands on my breasts. At the ding of the elevator, Noah gripped me by the waist before dragging me out of the elevator. We stayed with our mouths and arms intertwined down the hallway—our tongues battling each other every step of the way.
When Noah pulled his mouth from mine, I moaned at the loss. “Sorry, babe, but I’ve got to pay attention to the room numbers, or I’ll end up fucking you right here in the hallway.”
With a laugh, I extricated myself from him. “What’s the number?” I panted.
“1092.”
Glancing at the numbers, I replied, “We’re close. Just three doors down.”
Nodding, Noah then jerked me back into his arms, and once again, his mouth assaulted mine. His hand was inching down the bodice of my dress when we reached the door. “Key. Left pocket,” he grunted as he finally squeezed my naked breast in his hand.
With the hand not gripping his ass, I felt along his pocket. When I brushed against his thick erection, Noah moaned. Although I felt the keycard almost immediately, I didn’t pull away. Instead, I let my fingers rub against his dick. “Oh fuck,” Noah gasped in a guttural tone.
“I just can’t seem to find the key. There’s something big and hard in the way,” I teased against his lips.
Thrusting his hips forward, Noah said, “Get the fucking card, Gaby.”
“Are you sure? I mean, you and Mr. Hard-On seem to be enjoying it.”
He stared at me through hooded eyes. “Did you actually just say ‘Mr. Hard-On’?” When I nodded, he shot me an exasperated look. “Please tell me you’re not going to say Miss Pussy wants to come out and play with Mr. Hard-On.”
Laughing, I replied, “Actually, I think it would be Mr. Hard-On wants to go inside to play with Miss Pussy, wouldn’t it?”
“You know, I’m into all kinds of dirty talk, but this isn’t what I had in mind,” he replied with a smirk.
“Okay, okay,” I replied, while taking the key card out.
