“You’re right. I’ve just never. . ."
“Gone to a motel with a guy? So glad to hear it.” He tipped her face up and kissed her briefly again. If he let himself get carried away, he’d never get her inside. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” He stepped from the car and trotted to the office.
No sense dragging her in to the front desk and embarrassing her further. It was clear she was somewhat mortified to be at a motel.
Hopefully he could make her forget quickly and tomorrow they could make other arrangements. They would leave town for sure, either go back to his place in Houston or go on a vacation somewhere.
Thank God he had two weeks off. As it was, he wondered how he was going to return to work in even that short amount of time.
In two minutes he was back, keys in hand. He drove to the side of the row of rooms and turned off the engine again.
She stayed still while he rounded the car and he wondered if he’d made the right decision. Would he have to pry her out?
Relieved, he watched her step out of the front seat as he met her. She didn’t meet his gaze, but she followed him.
His hands shook as he fumbled with the key like a teenager sneaking out to lose his virginity. He was so whipped.
When they were finally inside, he turned on the lamp and hit the dimmer to lessen the brightness.
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her again. He knew if he just locked lips with her, she would loosen up and relax. She was thinking too hard.
He ran his hands up her back and cupped her head while he delved into her mouth. She parted her teeth for him and let him in. She tasted of the sweet soda and spicy pizza sauce and he’d never tasted anything better.
She wiggled free from him and stepped back. “I need a toothbrush,” she stated. “I can taste the garlic on my breath.”
With a wink, Gabriel reached into his back pocket and produced what she’d commanded. “I got them from the front desk.”
“Resourceful,” she proclaimed, snatching onto the small tube of paste he held also. “Be right back.”
Instead of letting her go, he followed her. As she wetted the brush and stuck it in her mouth, he wrapped his arms around her middle.
She closed her eyes and moaned around the bubbles, wiggling her ass in an attempt to dislodge him. Instead, he smoothed his palms up her center and clasped them over her breasts while she spit into the sink.
A deep sounded came out of her mouth as she rinsed. “Stop that. You made me dribble on myself.”
“I love how you go weak in the knees when I touch you. Makes me feel manly.”
She rolled her eyes at him as he released her to grab for the toothpaste. He hated breaking the contact, but no way was he going to continue the kiss he still longed for without joining her in the clean teeth department.
He didn’t let her get away, however, pinning her into the bathroom with one hand around her waist while he brushed.
She giggled, but didn’t resist. “You’re insatiable.”
She had that right.
He dragged her back into the bedroom, nibbling a line up her neck while she angled her head to the side to give him better access. “Strip for me, Kathleen.”
She leaned back to look into his eyes. “You go first.”
She was testing him. Daring him to let her lead in this endeavor. Fine. If she wanted to think she had the upper hand for a moment, he could oblige.
He whipped his shirt over his head, unzipped his jeans while he kicked off his shoes, and within seconds he was fully naked before her. He stalked her, stroking his thick cock that ached for release.
She backed into the bed, and he chuckled as she fell over the edge onto her ass with a bounce.
Gabe released his dick and grabbed her by the skirt, pulling her to the side of the mattress. He tugged the skirt off her body and then slipped her blouse over her head. Instead of removing her bra, the only clothing she had left, he trailed his fingers down the top lacy edge and pulled the cups down, pushing her breasts up out of them.
She gasped.
“So sexy,” he murmured. “Your nipples always stiffen for me before I can even touch them.” He flicked one and then the other. Finally, he popped the front clasp and released her from the bra.
“Turn over,” he stated. He tried so hard not to sound too demanding, but as she quivered under his frame, he couldn’t resist. She responded so favorably to his commands. “I want you on your belly.”
She did as he said, not questioning him or even hesitating this time.
“Good girl.” He rubbed a hand down her spine as he climbed up behind her, straddling her legs and then massaging her back.
She melted under his touch, her body softening as she relaxed. Starting at her shoulders, he worked his way down her body until he reached her ass. Her butt tightened when he scooted down several inches to give himself space.