Page 22 of I Dreamt Of You


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“I’ll call down to reception and ask them to bring a few things up for us, and to get you a key to the room, what do you want?”

“Don’t get it from the hotel, it will be expensive, I’ll pop to the shop down the road and get a few things,” I say standing up, grabbing my purse.

“It’s on me, the hotel has loads of this stuff. Now what would you like?” Picking up the phone, he dials reception.

“Just some chocolate please.” When reception answers, he asks for two bottles of white wine, some beers, chocolates, popcorn, crisps, and a pizza to be delivered later on. I shake my head at him, but he just smiles at me.

I’ll leave him some cash tomorrow; being here for the next few days may work out expensive if he carries on like this.

“Oh damn it, I forgot to ask about a job at reception on my way up, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Making my way to the door, he looked at me, confused for a moment.

“You have a job, why do you need another? He is leaning against the island in the kitchen with his arms folded, like he can’t understand why.

“As much as I like working at the pub, that only covers my flat rent, bills and not much else. I really need to earn some more money if I want a fresh start, so I need another job.”

“What were you doing outside anyway?” he says, changing the subject.

“I was making plans, I’ll tell you all about them one day, but first I need to see if I can get another job.” Grabbing the door handle, I pull and walk out the door.

When I get downstairs, the receptionist is on the phone, she mouths she won’t be a moment. I hope they have something, something where I can sit down, meaning I can start as soon as possible, even with my rib the way it is.

When she comes off the phone, she hands me a key card. She looks at me with a smile, she is a slightly older lady, with greying hair, “Mr Lucas has asked me to give you this, so you can get back into the suite.”

“Oh, thank you.” A little taken aback, I look at her name badge, it reads, ‘Mary, Manager’.

“Mary, Could I ask if there are any admin positions going at the hotel please?”

“Let me take your name and number down honey, I know we have a few vacancies. I’ll call you tomorrow with some details if that’s okay? We are a little short-staffed today, otherwise I’d go through them with you now.”

“Mary, that’s wonderful, thank you, do you need some help with anything, I can always help out now?” I say as I hand her my name and number on the paper she gave to me.

“No dear don’t be silly, you get back to Mr Lucas and we will talk tomorrow, I’ll call you in the morning.”

Thanking her, I make my way to the lift. I would have skipped back to the suite if I could have. If I can get one of the jobs they have, I can start to save and put my plans into action. Eeek I’m so excited.

When I walk back into the suite, Jack is pouring out two glasses of wine in the kitchen. When he glances over, he has that sexy smile on his face. It makes me feel all those things I don’t want to feel, but also really want to feel at the same time.Damn it, why!Trying to be normal, I walk over to him; he turns slowly towards me, his eyes travel the full length of me. I can feel my cheeks flushing, knowing pretty much what he is thinking. He chuckles to himself, then turns to me, handing me my glass of wine. He places his hands on either side of my waist, facing me, my back softly pressing against the counter. When he leans in, I feel his warm breath on my neck, my eyes close and my breath hitches, his lips skim my neck and he says, “I like seeing you in my clothes, there is something really sexy about it.”

He glides a hand to the small of my back and presses me closer to him. My body reacts before I do, arching to him, wanting to feel more. Relishing in the feeling, I can’t stop my free hand fromroaming his back, feeling the strength it holds beneath his shirt. I can feel how turned on he is, I can feel his length pressing into me. He bends his head so his cheek touches mine and places a small kiss right below my ear on my neck. I can’t think straight, his body pressed to mine, brings back all those feelings, all those dreams, images run though my head of our time together, but he stops and steps back.What the fuck!I let out a breath of frustration and squeeze my legs together to try and find some release to the feelings he has so easily stirred up. I watch him close his eyes and take a deep breath. Stepping further back he says, “Let’s watch this film… they sent everything up while you were out.” I look round and see that he has set all the snacks out on the coffee table with another bottle of wine on ice.

“Let me get changed.” Pushing myself away from the counter, I head towards the bedroom, I need a few moments to myself after that. And now I have to sit and watch a stupid movie with him, I feel like crying. My body so badly wants to be with him, but my mind and heart are telling me otherwise.Would it be so bad to just maybe sleep with him, no strings attached? Can I be that person?I’ve only ever been that person once, and that was with Jack. It was hard to leave him the last time, even though I knew I was nothing more than a one day stand to him. What we did felt right, but can I do it again? I’m not ready for a relationship, I don’t want a relationship, not again, I know what can happen when you trust someone, they break it, and you get hurt.

Lifting my glass to my lips I take a massive gulp of wine…maybe that is the best way?Grabbing my case, I open it and find my PJs. I look at them and they feel so soft and cosy, but I put them back, deciding to wear one of his t-shirts and a pair of sexy lace French knickers. I’ll see how far he is willing to go, no-strings, no pain, no hurt. Eyeing myself in the mirror I let my hair down, curly red locks fall over my shoulders, the t-shirt comes down to the top of my thighs, leaving my legs bare, youcan still see the bruising, but that’s okay. I take a deep breath, grab my wine and walk back out the door.

Chapter twelve

Control

Jack

It was fun to watch her reaction to me. I know she’s as turned on as I am right now, but I will not go any further. Man I want to, I really want to, I want to do it all, but she needs time to recover from whatever has happened to her and start again with her life here. I don’t want her to run, not again, plus with her rib the way it is, it would be not fun to see her in even more pain while we…all thoughts stop, I can’t… fuck.My eyes dart to the bedroom door, “Millie. My, what?” She is wearing my tee and what looks like nothing else, fuck, I can’t look away, so I stand up.

“I need some more wine,” she says as she walks over to the coffee table and bends down reaching for the wine bottle. My jaw just hangs open, as I catch a glimpse of her tiny black lace panties hugged to her fantastically rounded bum, when the tee rides up while she bends over. I’ve stood to attention in more ways than one,what is she doing? What happened in that room?I can’t move my eyes away, I can see where the top of her legs meet the sweetness of those panties and her silky skin, that place where I long to be, long to run my fingers, and make her scream my name. I’m hard. So hard I can’t move. Putting intopractice what I have just been telling myself, is going to be even harder than I thought. I was going to keep teasing her, I mean, I’m only human, but if she carries on like this, with those sexy legs, her hair down and loose, making me want to run my fingers through them, I won’t be able to help myself. Taking a deep breath, I sit back down and automatically reach out to touch her legs. When she glances at me, a smile creeps up her face, and her eyes dance with amusement.

Oh she knows what she is doing. Moving my hand back to my lap, I adjust myself.Why is she doing this?

“What are you trying to do?” I say, my voice coming out all harsh and husky.

“Just getting some more wine, why?” she says as she sits next to me crossing her legs so I can still see those delicious panties, and traces of what’s under them.

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