Meredith marched into the hotel lobby, swaying unsteadily on her feet. She'd left the club after she realized she wasn't really enjoying it anymore. She couldn't stop obsessing over Elijah, and her colleagues had been nowhere to be found. Maybe they'd all found people to hook up with, unlike her.

Good for them, she thought, pressing the button for the elevator.

Her dress might have been skimpy, but she felt flushed, almost feverish. Taking a cold shower was definitely in order once she got back to her room. Her lip curled with disdain when she realized that even a cold shower probably wouldn't drive the thoughts of Elijah from her mind. Pathetic.

She got off the elevator when it reached her floor. Just as she passed by Elijah's room, she saw him approach. He was in gym clothes, and he looked like he'd just come back from working out.

She swallowed hard, then licked her lips.

She thought she’d give anything just to lick that sweat off his body as her eyes traveled to his arms, down to his strong legs, then to the bulge in between his legs. Damn! Once again, the alcohol had made her bold.

“Hi!” she greeted, hoping she didn't look like a hot mess.

“Meredith,” he uttered sensuously, looking her up and down.

“I was waiting for you tonight, didn’t you know?” she blurted suddenly. It wasn't a complete lie, considering how she'd kept obsessively checking for him at the club.

“What?” Elijah said, surprised.

“I was waiting for you,” she repeated, this time more flirtatiously. She nibbled his earlobe and closed her eyes when she realized she liked the salty taste of his sweat.

She smiled when she felt him shudder, and his muscles tensed when she squirmed against his strong body.

“Why?” he asked, his hands moving to her waist.“Because I missed you?” she answered mischievously in his ear.

Elijah pushed her away abruptly.

“Come on, I'll walk you to your room. You need to get some rest. You're drunk,” he said angrily.

“No!” she said stubbornly.

“What are you doing?” he hissed when she started planting tiny kisses on his neck.

God, she would never have had the courage to make a move if she was sober.

Elijah looked around, afraid that people might see them. After a moment though, he opened the door to his room, bringing Meredith inside with him.

When she heard the door click shut behind them, she kissed him on the lips without warning.

Not knowing what she was doing, she pulled him closer.

“Mmmm…” she moaned when his hands found her breasts, releasing them from the restraints of the tight dress, cupping them hard.

Meredith didn't know if she was seducing him, or the other way around. But she decided she didn't care. She was powerless to resist him.

She'd wanted him ever since the first time they met.

Her body ached for him.

Elijah was the only man who'd ever made her feel this way.

He scooped her up and laid her on the bed. She realized her dress was on the floor.

She shivered in embarrassment and excitement. This was the first time someone had stripped her of her clothes.

The first time someone had seen her in just her underwear.

Meredith shyly covered herself up with the comforter as Elijah stood in front of her, slowly removing his clothes.

Just as she had suspected, Elijah looked like an underwear model. Tanned and muscular, he looked even better in person than she could have ever imagined.

She gulped as her attention was focused on the heavy bulge under his boxers.

He knelt down to finally remove his remaining garment. All she could do was stare at his fullness. She cursed quietly and swallowed hard when she saw his glorious erection.

He was beautiful.

Meredith had never seen anything like it before. His cock was long, thick and big.

He looked at her with hooded eyes, kneeling down at the foot of the bed, pulling her close to its edge. He removed the tiny scrap of lace covering her private area with just his mouth, making her gasp when his breath touched her inner thighs.

And she found herself wetting her dry lips with her tongue while she watched him. Without warning, Elijah parted her legs wide open and stared at her hole, making her blush crazily.

She was wet.

It was her first time. And having someone watching her closely like that, was beyond all the embarrassment she had experienced before.

“Fuck!” he cursed in between her legs. She closed her eyes when the tip of his tongue slid along her entrance.

Meredith groaned with pleasure when she felt his finger slide inside her. She was so wet that it slid in easily. He felt so damn good.

But she wanted more.

As if reading her mind, Elijah started rubbing his tongue against her clit, and she shuddered in ecstasy. The feeling he was giving her was new, and it was driving her insane. When he inserted another finger, she heard herself squeaking in pleasure as he continued licking her pussy.

She was dripping, and more than ready for him to satisfy her needs. She thought she was losing her mind. How could she not? His touch was taking her higher and higher. She felt like she was floating on air.

Her fingers ran through his hair, pulling him closer.

“Please,” she begged.

“Yes?”

“Just fucking do it,” she spoke while panting heavily.

Her eyes widened when Elijah stroked his cock a few times before lining himself up in between her legs. She felt a bit scared. She'd heard the first time was painful, and she was worried he was too big for her.

“Please be gentle,” she murmured, biting his bottom lip.

“I thought you wanted me to fuck you?” he said with a smirk.

“It’s…” she whimpered in pleasure as his hands squeezed her breasts, “ It’s my first time,” she said.

Meredith wished she hadn't said anything when Elijah froze. Without a word he climbed off the bed, moving to pick her dress up off the floor.

“Get dressed,” he said.

“What?” She was confused. She wanted him, and she knew he wanted her. They'd finally been about to fuck. And now he was telling her to get dressed?

“Get dressed and go back to your room,” he said patiently, although his tone was icy.

“Seriously?” she grumbled in disbelief, picking up her dress and underwear, feeling mortified more than ever.

She'd been more than ready to lose her virginity to him. And here he was, kicking her out. She felt insulted.

“Let’s not talk about this. See yourself out,” he said without looking at her.

With that, Elijah locked himself in the bathroom, leaving her speechless. She was mad.

Mad as hell.

She must have been out of her mind to think she’d lose her virginity with him.

No way!