Innocence Burned(8)

He dipped his head closer so his lips touched my ear. “I have a room in this hotel.”

I sucked in air. There it was. The invitation. Or in my mind the gauntlet of challenge. Put up or shut up. “That’s convenient.”

He laughed. “It is. And private. Although I’m not against a less private experience if you prefer.”

My stomach jolted at the idea. And he wasn’t only touching my bare back anymore. His hands were all over me. Sides, back, the top curve of my ass… It was getting harder to breathe. Still, I wasn’t sure I was ready to go to his room.

“Both sound good to me.” Yes, I was teasing but who cared? If I had one night I intended to make the most of it.

He dug in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. He hastily pulled out several bills and laid them on the table then placed me on my feet. “Let’s go.”





Chapter Four



Isabella





He grabbed my hand and led me from the bar. I had no idea where we were going and for the first time in my life I didn’t care. Whatever he wanted, I wanted. The fleeting thought I might be getting into something dangerous wasn’t enough for me to stop him. In fact, it made the encounter more exciting.

He pulled me to the elevator and pressed up against me. I raised my eyebrows in question, but he only shrugged. The doors swished open and he shoved me into the empty elevator and followed me in.

“Been dying to do this since I found you on that fucking pier.” He grabbed my hair and tugged my head to the side and buried his face in my neck. His tongue darted out and he began alternately sucking on my skin and licking me.

“Found you,” I said, already breathing heavy enough the words came out exaggerated.

He lifted his head. “What?” The blue of his eyes deepened to a darker shade, giving his face an edge that made my heart beat faster.

“I found you.”

His smile broadened and my stomach fluttered from the sheer power of it. “Okay, Princess. You found me. Better?”

“Yes.” I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down for a kiss, smashing my lips to his. With his mouth fused to mine and the heat growing exponentially between my legs, I barely heard the elevator doors open until he pulled free and with a hand to my lower back, steered me down a short corridor, through another door.

The cool breeze of night air swept over me, causing a little shiver. We were outside again, but this time on the roof of the hotel. An amazing pool ran almost the entire width of the building. The crisp, clear water was lit up, casting a mesmerizing glow over the entire space. As if the secret tropical oasis wasn’t already enough, I noticed the view. Both the Puget Sound and the Olympic mountains loomed in the distance.

“Wow.”

“I agree,” He said.

I looked up at him to find his gaze was firmly locked on me. A hot flush crawled up my neck and into my face. I couldn’t recall a single time in my life when anyone looked at me like he did. I choked back a whimper. Any moment now I expected him to change his mind and take me back down to the bar.

I was considered ordinary. Everyone said so. I wasn’t beautiful like my mother, although I did get her gorgeous hair and big boobs, two things I was grateful for at the moment.

“Why do you look scared?” he asked.

I blinked, trying to shove away the attacking nerves. I wasn’t about to say anything that might push my badass away. “I’m not scared. Maybe a little nervous. It’s not often I find myself alone on a rooftop with a man who looks like he wants to eat me.”

His grin reappeared. “You’re right about that, Princess. I am going to eat you.” With that he lifted me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me over to one of the poolside lounges. “Lift up your skirt.”

Surprised at how eager I was to comply, I grabbed the hem of the wedding dress and pulled it halfway up my thighs.

“Nuh uh. Up around your waist, babe.”

I yanked harder trying not to wiggle out of his arms as I did.

“Holy hell, woman.”

I jerked my head up to see his eyes focused on my lingerie. I still wore the lace topped thigh highs, garter and the see through white lace boy-cut panties that only covered about half my butt. Not that he could see my ass at the moment.

“If I’d known this is what I was going to find I would have dragged your ass up here before we started drinking.”

I smiled, ridiculously pleased at his reaction. “There’s a peek a boo white bustier under here too. I could show you.”

His lust darkened eyes fixed on mine. “Not right now. I don’t think my control could take it.”

I bit my lip and clamped down the urge to laugh. I really liked his response.