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This is nothing like any hotel room I’ve ever seen before. It’s like ahouse.
When we walk through the front door, there’s a gleaming marble floor with plush rugs under the furniture, white columns, and posh lighting fixtures. It’s open floor plan with a kitchen to our right, a dining area across from it, and a living room right in front of us with windows that stretch all the way down to the floor so that whole wall is gorgeous ocean views.
“Holy crap.”
Milo chuckles, lightly grabbing my waist and hauling me toward the hallway between the kitchen and dining room.
The bedroom and bathroom are this way.
He pushes open a gleaming door to reveal a lovely bedroom dressed in creams and golds. It’s on the left side, so the far wall is floor-to-ceiling windows with an ocean view like the main living area. I can see through the sliding door that we also have a balcony with a table and two chairs, perfect for an intimate breakfast with a breathtaking view of the turquoise waters of the Caribbean Sea.
“Milo, this place is amazing,” I say, marveling as I walk over and brush my hand across the bedding. Feels soft. I need to check out the bed, too, so I dive on.
I smile, pressing my cheek against the sheets and sinking into the pillowy softness. “Yep. We can just live here now. We never have to leave.”
“I’m inclined to agree,” Milo murmurs, abandoning his suitcase and climbing on the bed behind me.
My body warms with anticipation. I don’t know if he’ll touch me and kiss me, or curl up beside me and cuddle me. Maybe now that we’re here, all bets are off, and he doesn’t want to spend another minute not being inside me.
Shivers dance up my spine as his strong hands settle on the bare backs of my thighs. He slides his hands upward, pushing up the material of my sundress and palming my ass through the scant fabric of my panties.
My eyes close as his strong hands knead my flesh. Need pools between my thighs as the massage continues, his confident, possessive grip turning my blood to liquid heat.
He knows exactly what he’s doing to me.
When he has me throbbing with need, hoping and praying he’ll push his hand beneath my panties and touch me where I need it most, he leans down and presses his perfect lips against my skin. I gasp softly when he makes contact at the small of my back, the ache inside me worsening as he kisses lower, kissing his way down my ass and slowly pulling my thighs apart.
Oh, God.
I spread my thighs wider, craving his touch, his mouth, his cock—anything. I just need him. I’ll take whatever he gives me.
“Milo,” I moan, utterly miserable with pleasurable tension.
“You like that, pretty girl?” he rumbles, lightly dragging his fingers across the damp crotch of my panties.
“Yes,” I breathe.
“Yeah, you do,” he murmurs with satisfaction. “You want more, don’t you?”
Yes.
His tongue darts out and he trails it along the outside of my pussy, teasing me as he slowly pulls the material aside.
Oh, God, yes, please.
His tongue teases my slit and I cry out, nearly coming apart right there.
I want him to eat me so bad, but the dastardly man kisses my pussy deeply like it’s my mouth, then pulls back and gives me a light smack on the ass.
“Then you’ll want it even more when we come to bed later.”
“No,” I groan, rolling over and looking up at him. If I could reach him, I’d yank him on top of me and pull his shirt off. I’d grab his cock andmakehim want me too much to stop…
Then again, that’s never worked before.
Damn the man and his steely control.
I pout at him, but he’s not even slightly sympathetic.
