Playboy Pilot(40)
On my walk back to the hotel, my phone chimed with a text from Kendall.
Kendall: Just play along.
What the heck did that mean?
Carter: Play along with what?
Kendall: Where are you?
Carter: A block from the hotel.
Kendall: Text me when you’re almost here but before you come inside the hotel.
A few minutes later, I did as she asked.
Carter: I’m here.
Kendall: Stay outside and look up to the second floor on the Bloedstraat Street side of the building.
That was where I was. I looked up.
Oh.
My.
God.
Fuck.
Me.
My heart started to pump faster. Kendall had the red lights on in our room. The front of her body was pressed against the window as she wore nothing but a lacy bra and panties. She’d done her hair into two braids and swayed her body slowly and seductively, looking just as comfortable as any of the window ladies we’d witnessed tonight. Except this wasn’t just any window lady. This was the girl of my dreams bringing a fantasy to life that was better than anything my wildest imagination could have conjured up.
With a come-hither stare, she lifted her index finger and gestured for me to come upstairs. Staying frozen on the sidewalk, I tried to burn this into memory—the sight of her in that window illuminating a foggy night in Amsterdam. I knew I’d never forget it for as long as I lived. The fact that I was still even holding the wine bottles without them falling from my grasp and smashing to the ground was commendable.
The elevator was taking too long, so I took the stairs, skipping over steps to get to her faster. Before opening the door, I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes, vowing to just go with the flow. I didn’t even know whether she was really offering anything or teasing me. I just knew I was game for anything behind that door.
Kendall opened.
My mouth spread into a smile as I took her in and waited for her direction.
“I saw you looking at me,” she said. “Are you interested?”
Play along.
Fuck yes.
My voice was thick with desire. “Yes.” I swallowed.
“Come in.”
Just play along.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Kendall. What’s yours?”
“Carter.”
“Hi, Carter.”
“Hi, Kendall.” Slowly inching closer, I said, “Can I just tell you something?”
“Yes?”
“I’ve been walking these streets all day, searching in vain. I have never seen anyone in these windows who is more beautiful than you. I finally found exactly what I’ve been looking for. Thank you for letting me inside.”
She seemed to blush, probably sensing that my words meant more than just some lines in this little skit. “You’re welcome.”
As I walked toward her predatorily, she teasingly took steps backwards with an impish grin.
“So, tell me, Kendall. I’ve never done this before. What happens now?”
“We negotiate. You tell me what you want, and I’ll tell you what I’m willing to do.” She leaned against a ledge near the window, slightly parting her toned legs. The streetlights outside were shining behind her.
Pulling on one of her braids, I said, “I want it all. So, you’re gonna have to be the one to set some limits.” I rubbed my fingertips along her cheek and down her neck. “How about we just touch for a while, until you figure out what you’re comfortable with.”
Closing her eyes and letting out a shaky breath, she said, “Do you want me to take off the rest?”
“Only if you’re okay with it.”
She stood up and moved in closer to me. “I am.”
We were nose to nose when I asked, “Can I undress you?”
She nodded. “Please.”
I unsnapped her bra from the front and took a moment to admire her beautiful breasts that reminded me of two perfect teacups. “You’re so beautiful.”
“I want to see you, too,” she whispered.
Slowly lifting the shirt over my head, I felt like she should have been able to see my heart beating through my chest. I had no clue how I was going to continue to exercise restraint.
Just take one moment at a time.
Savor this.
I unbuckled my belt and threw it aside then pulled my trousers down and slipped out of them.
We were both just in our underwear now. I ran my hands down her neck and cupped both breasts in my palms, massaging them slowly. Trying to maintain some control over myself, I tightened my abs to keep my dick in check.
“Can I touch you?” she asked.
Relaxing my body, I begged, “Please.”
Kendall rubbed her petite hands up and down my chest and around my biceps. I loved the way her nipples puckered in reaction to the contact.
Touching her while she was touching me yet having to restrain myself was by far the most erotic thing I’d ever experienced. It was so hard keeping my mouth off of her. I licked my lips over and over again to keep myself from losing control and ravaging her.