CALLUM

“REALLY?” I ASKED SURPRISED. I couldn’t tell if I imagined what she just said or if my cock took over the responsibility of thinking and responding to me.

“I think so…” she whispered as we stepped out of the way to let the passersby head up towards the rooftop.

“Okay. I can tell the hostess to cancel our reservation and we can…um... go somewhere.” I ran a hand through my hair.

“Your place. Not mine,” she demanded.

“Yes, yes. That’s right. Okay…um, let me take care of everything.” I paced around. I was both surprised and anxious to get her home and do some naughty things to her all night long.

Ever since our first night together, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. It was easy in the beginning because I didn’t know her name or anything about her so it wasn’t as if some miracle would enable me to track her but she managed to pop in my life after all. That was the miracle and ever since then, I’ve been aching to spend time with her. God Bless Jamie for their friendship.

The realization that I lived about an hour away from Downtown Los Angeles not to mention the delayed traffic was much too long of a wait for either one of us, and I did not want the sudden arousal to dissipate, so I suggested checking into one of the hotel rooms in this building.  We wouldn’t have to travel far. All we would have to do is go up the elevator again. God Bless the lift.

We checked into the first room they had available and rode the elevator up again (in silence) to the second floor towards Room 218.

“So here we are. Last chance to back out.” I looked directly into her eyes. I wanted her to be sure, I didn’t want there to be any regrets and for her or anyone to disappear again. I know who she was and what she was about, there was no way I could just forget about her now.

“I don’t want to back out.” she averted her gaze.

I stepped forward pulling her into my arms, “Good because I don’t want you to.”

I leaned in slowly, hesitating, our lips within centimeters of each other. I wanted her to understand what was going to happen again, I wanted her to be really sure, but she didn’t back out. She looked up at me expectantly and waited for me to follow through with what I was about to do. I couldn’t think of anything else but this moment. This raw hunger for her that only grew with each passing minute. I was like a caged animal wanting to be released to feed.

I took her mouth hard and quickly. Pushing my tongue inside deeply, wanting to swallow her whole. She moaned instantly, and I tried to answer her arousal with every word imaginable. I wanted her pussy to pulse with want, and I wanted her panties wetter than they already were. I couldn’t help myself, and I backed her up against the door and ground against her.

My hands searched for her hips, and I lifted her up and supported her weight with my arms to deepen the connection. Her legs instinctively wrapped around my hips and tightened around the ankles. I didn’t know how much more clothed shagging I could handle in the hall, but I didn’t want to stop. I’d dry hump her hard forever if it meant she’d cry out my name over and over whenever she climaxed.

“Let’s go inside,” she muttered in between breaths.

“Okay.” I felt my way to the card scanner and although it took a couple of tries, the sensor beeped and the door unlocked.

I kicked open the door and carried her inside before slamming the door shut with my foot; our lips never leaving each other.

“Fuck the foreplay. I want you now.” Lisa groaned.

“I want you too,” I grunted and placed her on the bed.

I sat up only to shed my suit as quickly as possible.   Clothes went flying; everything from my jacket, tie, dress shirt, belt, pants, and undershirt while Lisa lifted her dress over her head. All that was left was the boxers I wore and Lisa in bra and panties.

I spread her legs open and lowered myself in between, supporting myself with my forearms.

“Are you packing?” she asked.

Shit.

“They’re in my penthouse but it’s okay, we don’t have to stop,” I muttered and continued sucking on the curve of her neck.

“We can’t do this.” Lisa stopped instantly and then tried to push me off her.

“What?”

“We can’t do this. This was a mistake, we need to stop.” Lisa pushed at my chest with more effort.

I rolled off as requested, horny and confused. “Why?”

“What are we doing? I’m supposed to hate you. Don’t you see, I almost slept with you again and almost considered it without thinking about what would happen after?” Lisa sat up and started to put her clothing back on before grabbing her purse off of the floor.

“Whoa, where are you going? Don’t leave.” I pleaded. “Stay.”

“Are you actually begging me to stay, Callum King?”

“Yes, I am. I promise we won’t do anything, just stay with me.”

She stared at me considering her options. She’d realize at any moment that she wouldn’t be able to leave without me anyway, “Okay but definitely no hanky panky.”

I make a cross sign on my chest, “I swear on everything I own.” I smiled.

“Alright, then we can stay.”

“Splendid. First order of business, room service.”

“Great! I’m starving, but I think you should put your clothes back on first.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I grinned. I was ecstatic that this could be something good.

It didn’t take long for room service to show up with our two orders of Shrimp Capellini and a bottle of chardonnay. This was nice, the possibility of Lisa and I having great conversation over dinner.

“I want you to tell me something that you’ve never told anyone before,” Lisa asked me suddenly.

“Confession time, eh?”

“Yep.”

“Blimey, so many things to choose from.” I rubbed my chin pretending to weigh my options. I didn’t usually talk about myself, so this was new territory for me. Quite scary while we’re at it.

“Alright, how about this one. What was your childhood like? Did you live in a mansion or a castle? Have a billion waitresses?”

She had no idea.

“Not exactly.”

“Okay, maybe more like a million waitresses and one butler.” she giggled.

I contemplated whether or not I should tell her about myself. I’ve never felt the need to discuss something that wasn’t anyone’s business especially when it had nothing to do with the current situation I was in, at the present, but I trusted her. I’ll even go as far as say that I care about her and if I had any chance at all with her, she’ll want to trust that I won’t hurt her. She wouldn't believe me if I wasn’t open.

“Not a million either.”

“What then?”

“Would you believe none?”

“Bullshit.”

“I’m telling you the truth. Do you want to know why Carlie trusted me so quickly, it’s because I have a little sister myself. Olivia is around the same age as Carlie. They’re not that much different, really.”

“She’s in London right now with your parents?”

“No, she’s with my Nan in Lowestoft.”

“What’s she doing there? Why isn’t she with your parents?”

“My dad has always traveled a lot, so I typically took care of Olivia on my own. My mum passed away when I was really little. Olivia stays with me most days, but since I’m here, my nan is going to take care of her until I have a chance to bring her here or I go back there.”

“Aww, that’s sweet.”

“Thank you.”

“You know, you’re nothing like I thought you were.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, in the beginning, I thought you were a complete asshat. Cocky, arrogant and sure of himself.” she grinned. She as enjoying this.

“I am those things, but I’m proud of it. I know who I am, what I have and what I can do. Nothing wrong with taking pride in hard work.”

“Yeah but you’re also caring and sweet, two qualities I’m guessing you don’t show many people.”

“I don’t show too many people because there is no room in a boardroom for emotions.”