Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76381 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 382(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Though, God, a part of me was dying for things to keep going as well as they had been.
Even if it was weird as hell to have him just being at work. Reading the newspaper or magazines in the lobby. Lingering in the hallways when I was moving around. Hanging out by the coffee station.
But he went uncomfortably missing around lunch, making me itch to find my phone and text him, ask him where he was, if everything was okay.
“Sabrina, the guest in 6D needs to speak to you,” Maria said, rolling her eyes at me.
It wasn’t uncommon for someone to complain that their towels were too stiff or the sheets hadn’t been changed or whatever the hell thing they got into their heads wasn’t right.
It was my least favorite part of the job.
Because you just had to kiss ass and usually comp something for the guest.
Sucking in a deep breath, I walked down the hall to 6D’s door, raised my hand, and knocked.
The door flew open.
And there was one heartbeat of terror, thinking I’d made an epic mistake going to a guest room alone.
Before I realized that the hands that rushed out to grab me didn’t belong to some random, unknown guest. But to Callow.
Before I could even gasp, I was inside the room, the door was slammed, and I was pushed back against it as Callow’s lips claimed mine.
In the split second before desire completely overwhelmed my system, I managed to realize that he’d planned then went through with it.
To surprise me.
All the tension slipped from my body as Callow’s lips slanted over mine again and again.
My arms went around his neck, using his strong body as leverage as I lifted myself up to slip my legs around his hips.
A rumble moved through Callow as I tightened all around him.
He turned away from the door, walking me backward until he lowered me onto the bed, his body coming over mine, a delicious pressure I couldn’t have known I’d been craving for so long until I had it.
Callow’s lips ripped from mine, slipping down my cheek, my neck, then toward the center of my throat, where he met my top button.
Frustrated at the barrier, I threw my weight. Callow rolled under me so I could sit up, reaching for my buttons myself.
Callow brushed my hands away as he pulled my shirt out of my pants, then started undoing them from the bottom up.
His fingertips grazed my heated skin, making little shivers course through me as he exposed me inch by inch until I was sitting there in my ugly workday bra—nude with no embellishments so it couldn’t be seen through my white button-up shirt.
Still, a little rumbling sound moved through him as his hands drifted down my sides to my hips. They shifted across to work my belt free, then my button and zipper.
“Come here,” he said, hands going to my ribs and pulling until I came down over him.
He reached up, removing the clip from my hair, letting it fall around us like a curtain as I pressed little kisses to his lips.
His hands roamed me then, teasing over my skin, making desire overwhelm each nerve ending.
They moved back up, working the clasps of my bra free, then sliding the straps off of my shoulders.
I sat back, letting the bra fall away.
The sound that moved through Callow then would star in my steamy dreams until the end of time.
His hands slid up my belly, cupping my breasts. Squeezing, rolling, teasing until the tension in my core was too strong to ignore, making me rock my hips down on the hard length of him.
My head fell back on a moan, making Callow’s fingers grip my hips.
“That’s a good fucking look,” he said as I started to grind down on him harder and faster.
Callow knifed up, grabbing me, and rolling me under him again. His lips went to my neck, then blazed a trail downward between my breasts. His warm breath teased my skin as he shifted to the side, sucking my nipple into his mouth.
Heat flushed my body as I arched off of the mattress and into his mouth. My fingers went into his hair, holding him against me as his tongue teased around the peak, as his teeth grazed.
He shifted, moving across my chest to keep stoking my desire.
I wanted it to last forever even as the ache in my core intensified.
Seeming to sense it, Callow moved between my breasts again, moving downward, kissing over my belly, my hips, then lower as he started to draw down my pants and panties.
He had to move off the bed to free my legs. Standing above me, I got to watch the hunger in his eyes as he gazed down at me.
He sucked in a deep breath, making his shirt stretch across his chest before he reached back to pull it off.