I was in my office for the rest of the day and most of the night, doing everything but handcuffing myself to stay there. I hadn’t seen Vick all day, even though I knew she was downstairs when the club opened for the night. She knew it was best to stay away from me.
It was about midnight when I broke. Grabbing my jacket, I left my office, marched down the stairs and through the busy club, and went straight to Rosslyn. I’d deal with the consequences later, if there even were any.
After thinking on it all night, I decided I could be with her. She’d never need to know anything about me and Vick. I could make her happy—give her back the life we’d taken away from her. I would give her anything she wanted.
When I got to condo, she was sleeping sweetly on the couch, clutching her phone. I sat beside her. Pushing the hair from her face, I watched her sleep for a bit, before taking her to bed. I spent the rest of the night staring out at the New York skyline and making plans.
“Let’s go somewhere,” I said.
She was lying beside me naked, her skin flush with mine.
“Where?”
“Some place tropical. I’m talking white sandy beaches, palm trees, and fruity drinks with umbrellas in them. I want to see you in a two piece with a big floppy hat.”
She considered my offer and became serious. “There’s one problem, though.”
“Oh yeah? And what is that?”
“I don’t do floppy,” she said, grabbing my dick.
We broke down laughing and I kissed her nose. “You’re right. Very poor choice of words.“
“But you definitely had me at white sandy beaches. When do we leave?”
Two days later, we were on a plane leaving New York. The flight to Barbados wasn’t terrible, at least for me it wasn’t. I’d never seen Rosslyn drink, but she drank like a fish on the plane. She waited until it was time to board to let me know she’d never flown before.
By the time we landed, I still didn’t have full circulation in my fingers, and she was slurring and leaning against me. It was adorable to see her so carefree and giggly. Making our way outside, I let her use my body as wall.
A car picked us up at the airport and took us to our destination. It was a five-star hotel with all the amenities, and we had one of the large suites at the very top.
The elevator ride up to the room was the longest ride in the history of elevator rides. The only thing keeping me from fucking Rosslyn right there, was the elderly couple who smiled politely at us from the other side.
“Are you two on your honeymoon?” the lady asked.
Rosslyn smiled drunkenly up at me, waiting to see how I’d respond. A million smart-ass responses came to mind, but instead I smiled down at Rosslyn and pretended just a little while that a happily ever after existed between us.
“Yes,” I whispered, never taking my eyes off of her. “She’s definitely the one.”
“How sweet,” the lady said.
The elevator chimed and the doors opened to let the couple off on their floor. Reaching across the elevator, I pushed the button to the top floor rapidly before anyone else could get on. I was definitely not in the mood for anymore company.
“It’s about time,” Rosslyn chuckled, pushing me against the wall.
She rubbed against me, moving her lips over mine. I smiled and grabbed her ass, lifting her until she could wrap her legs around my waist.
“Our honeymoon, huh?” she taunted. “Sebastian Black married. That’s kind of funny.”
“Five more minutes.” I nipped at her chin.
“Five more minutes?” she asked confused.
“Yes.” I looked up as the red light lit up for our floor and the doors opened. “Now it’s four, and then you can put that beautiful smart mouth to better use.”
“Sebastian,” she pushed playfully at my chest and giggled.
I didn’t put her down when I walked out of the elevator, nor did I bat an eyelash at the couple who nearly jumped out of the way trying to get into the elevator after us.
“Excuse us,” Rosslyn said as I pushed the key card into the door.
The night was a blur of crazy, out of control, wild sex. Everything was put to use, our hands, mouths, tongues and every body part possible. We invented new positions and enjoyed old ones. I didn’t give her time to catch her breath, and in return, she didn’t show me any mercy. It was fucking beautiful.
When we were both exhausted and couldn’t keep our eyes open any longer, we fell asleep in the massive king-sized bed. Before I let my eyes close, I realized sleeping with Rosslyn in my arms was something I never wanted to give up. She could never find out my secret. I just wouldn’t let it happen.