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“I take it you’re not from around here?” Birdy says.
“Nope. That okay?”
“Perfect.”
The driver snickers softly at our exchange. “Have a good night, you two,” he calls as I slide out and shut the door behind me with a quick “Thanks.” The car glides away, and I make an “after you” gesture, stepping through the sliding glass doors into the dim stillness of the lobby right behind her. We walk quickly past the young, sleepy-looking hotel clerk who barely acknowledges us as I summon the elevator. Neither of us speaks while it dings its way to the ground floor, and as I press the button for the fifth floor, I glance over at her, then snap my mouth shut.
She raises her brows in a question. “What?”
Well, if she really wants to know…
“Why me? Out of everybody at the bar?” I probably sound needy, but just like with the Lyft driver, I can’t bring myself to care. I’m curious about what makes this beautiful girl tick.
Now she’s the one hesitating before she speaks. Her gaze drops to the floor, and she almost seems to deflate. Then she lifts her chin, her cocky smile back in place.
“Your eyes are pretty,” she says. “And you didn’t seem likely to unalive me.”
I bark a laugh as the doors open to our floor, and I steer her to the right. “No unaliving tonight. Plus, I used my Lyft app, and all these hotel lobbies have cameras.”
I don’t bother with theI don’t usually do things like thisas I usher her into my hotel room, and neither does she. True or not, it doesn’t matter tonight. I’m using this sexy, charismatic girl to scrub away my frustration at being stuck in Vermont, and as I slip my hands under her coat to slide it off her shoulders, I briefly wonder what she’s usingmefor.
“Do you want to hit the bathroom first?” I ask, pointing to the door to our left. “Or we could turn on the TV and—”
Without warning, she grabs my face and kisses me, and it dissolves the last bit of politeness that kept me from reaching for her the instant the door shut behind us. I grab her hips and haul her against me. I’m already hard, and I want her to know that she did this to me with this first touch. Because she kisses like she bartends: assertive, flirty, playful. Her tongue makes bold strokes as her fingers tunnel through my hair, and she uses her grip to tilt my head where she wants it, sliding her lips along mine. She’s in control, and I love it. Then she shoves me back with a quick push to my chest, and before I can ask if everything’s okay, she’s unzipping her dress and sliding it to her waist, leaving her in a plain black bra.
“Shit,” I breathe. It’s not articulate, but it’s the best I can do as she shimmies the red material over her hips to the floor, her breasts jutting out as she does, and I have to say it again.Haveto. “Shit, Birdy.”
Like her bra, her panties are more sensible than fantasy, but that doesn’t mean they’re not hot as fuck. And good for her for not working all night with a thong wedged up her ass. All those curves are gorgeous no matter what she’s wrapped in.
When she reaches up to remove the cute-as-hell green Christmas bow nestled in her blonde hair, I touch her wrist. “Leave it on?”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m nobody’s present.” She yanks it off and tosses it aside, but my disappointment is short-lived when she toes off her shoes and whips the comforter back to reveal the crisp white sheets underneath. “Coming?” she asks.
“Hell yes.” I kick off my shoes and strip out of my jeans, and then me, my boxer briefs, and my erection join her on the bed.
I stretch out next to her, intent on kissing her for as long as she’ll let me because her lips are soft and her mouth is hot and each sweep of her tongue against mine fires my blood hotter. But after a disappointingly short time, she pulls away to press her teeth against the hollow under my ear.
“You kiss so good.” She breathes into my skin. “I knew you would.”
“You did?” God, she’s turning me stupid. I can barely form a sentence when she’s licking my jaw like that as she runs her foot up and down my calf.
“Not all boys with pretty eyes do,” she breathily informs me. “But I had a hunch about you.”
This seems like a good time to reach for the clasp on her bra. “I’m glad not to disappoint.” I work the hooks and ease it down her arms, barely biting back yet another curse as her soft, full tits spill out. “Speaking of not disappointing…”
I flatten my hand against one of her breasts, enjoying the tight hardness of her nipple against my palm. She clearly enjoys it too, arching up and meeting my eyes with her own, big and pleading.
“Your mouth,” she croons. “Please.”
Like I’m saying no to that. But first I slip my finger between her lips, stroking along her tongue and using that wetness to just barely brush her nipples. Then I slide down to replace my finger with my mouth and let my hands explore her body as I suck on her nipple. Her back bows upward again as I slip my hand under the elastic of her panties, continuing downward until I reach her pussy. I brush the pad of one finger over her clit, lightly at first, gently, until her hips start to move. I slip my finger down further, where I find her wet. It’s the go-ahead I’m looking for, and I slide my finger back to her clit and press harder, circling until I figure out the pressure that makes her gasp. But when I pull away from her breast to start kissing my way down her stomach, she stops me.
“No, I- I want…”
I look up at her, liquid heat coursing through my veins. I’m dying to feast on her pussy, but the wild joy I expect to see on her face isn’t there. The teasing, tempting smile is gone, replaced with a creased brow and a frown.
“What can I do?” My voice is rough as I give her clit another pass with the tip of my finger.
She shakes her head restlessly, her brow knotting further and her hair catching against the starchy pillowcase. “I just… I want to be filled up.” She looks at me with something like helplessness. “I’m so tired of being empty. Can you fill me up?”
