Chapter Fourteen –
Annie – Friday
What am I doing? I thought desperately as I allowed Justin’s arm to snake its way around my waist. Why did I ask to go back to his hotel room? My heart thundered painfully against my rib cage as I realized that I’d probably thrown myself at him, but to be perfectly honest, that wasn’t enough to stop me.
I wanted Justin. I’d been lusting after him for days now, and I had just enough alcohol swimming around in my system for me not to care about the consequences of my actions. I simply wanted to give in to the person that my body was aching for. Luckily, Nancy had Rae all night and was staying over, so I could stay out a little while longer.
As we walked through the hotel lobby, I started to feel really naughty, like a schoolgirl about to be caught out doing something crazy, and for some weird reason, that simply added to my excitement levels. Butterflies were flapping violently in my stomach, anticipation was racing through my veins, and my brain was fogging up with desire. This might have been the craziest thing that I’d ever done, but I was convinced it would be the best fun, too.
Now that I knew Justin wasn’t a horrible womanizer, I didn’t mind spending a little adult time with him. It might have been a huge step for me, considering I hadn't been with anyone for years – not since Rae’s dad – and also a very risky one since this man was about to become a potential business partner, but my sensibilities were nowhere to be seen.
All I knew was that I wanted him.
The elevator ride up to the top floor was absolutely killer. There was such a thick sexual tension in the air that it was almost difficult to breathe, but I couldn’t make the first move. If Justin intended to stand there as if this was most normal ride upwards in the world, then I would have to do the same, however much I was itching to jump on him.
All of that changed the instant we stepped out of the doors and into the hallway. No one else was around, and as I stalked purposely towards what I hoped would be his door, Justin grabbed my arm to spin me around, bringing me right back into his arms. He kissed me hard, tugging at my jacket, pulling it to the ground, discarding it like a piece of old garbage.
I stopped caring, too, and I unbuttoned his shirt all the way down, revealing some incredible abs. I wouldn’t have been able to tell, but he had the most amazing body underneath. Better than anything I’d ever touched.
“Hold on,” he eventually gasped, pulling away from me. “Let me just get the door open.”
He fumbled with the keys, distracted by our kiss, which pleased me. I liked the fact that I could have that effect on him. It made me feel sexy for the first time in a very long time. I’d spent so long just being boring old Annie, running the bookshop and trying to mend my broken heart, that I’d forgotten how wonderful it was to be wanted, to be looked at lustfully.
We crashed through the door, back in each other’s arms, our mouths connected back together like magnets that couldn’t be pulled apart, and Justin pushed my body back up against it to click it to a close. Once I was pressed up against the coolness of the door, contrasting greatly with the intense heat emanating from my body, Justin wasted no time in getting to work.
He pulled my leg upwards, pushing my foot against the wall, and hitched my dress upwards. Desire pulsated through me, causing an involuntary moan to escape.
“Fuck, Annie,” he panted against my mouth. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
Except, I did know. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing up against my thigh, throbbing, crying out for me, needing to explore the hot, wet desire that I had just for him.
My head lolled to one side and my eyes slid shut as his lips found my neck. He was kissing me all over, finding erogenous zones I didn’t even know I had, and the feelings he had coursing through my body made me grateful that I’d caved to temptation. Now that I was finally experiencing it, I didn’t think I could have gone through life unaware of how phenomenal this intense passion could feel.
I’d become so consumed by his mouth that I didn’t actually notice his fingers making their way up my legs until they were already there, tracing the outline of my panties. He was tantalizingly close to where I needed him to be, and I found myself pressing my body hard against his, hoping that he’d get the hint from my silent clues. I felt like I was being obvious, but he didn’t seem to get it – he continued to tease me regardless.
“I…I need you,” I eventually panted through ragged breaths. “I need you now.”
Justin rewarded my obedience by tugging my panties to one side and slipping a finger in. That action didn’t go anywhere towards satisfying me, but it did feel amazing enough for me to groan loudly.
“You like that, baby?” he whispered into my ear, his breath tickling my now very sensitive neck. “You want more?”
“God, yes,” I pleaded, digging my nails into his broad shoulders. He’d barely touched me, and I found myself clinging onto him for dear life, as if he were the only one connecting me to the Earth.
With that, another finger went in, then another, sending mini waves of warm bliss crashing over me. As he explored my insides and moved his thumb lightly over my clit, I wondered how I’d managed to sacrifice the sexual side of my life for so long. I hadn’t thought it was something I’d miss; I assumed it was more important to protect my heart from getting broken again, but with the hundreds of wonderful sensations mixing up in my body, I honestly wasn’t sure how I’d survived.
With passion driving my every action, I reached down Justin’s body and tugged at the zipper on his pants, needing to free that massive erection he had just for me. While I did my best to pull his cock free, he continued to work my body like there was no tomorrow. It made it extremely difficult to focus, but eventually, it fell free and I got to run my hands up and down his shaft.
I had to contain the impressed gasp that threatened to burst from my mouth at the mere feel of him – he was huge! If he feels that big in my hand, how is he going to feel inside of me?
It seemed like I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out.
“Hold on, let me just get protection,” he growled against my cheek before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a condom. Maybe under normal circumstances I would have scolded him for being so presumptuous, but tonight, I was glad. It made things that much easier.
I couldn’t drag my eyes away from him as he rolled the latex over his length, my body preparing itself for him. Once he was done, he grabbed hold of my panties and yanked them from my body. Then, he pulled me back to him and he kissed me hard, literally taking my breath away.
“Oh, fuck,” I gasped out as he slid himself into me, filling me up in the most incredible way possible. “Fucking hell, Justin.”
That was enough to encourage him further, and soon he was slamming into me so hard that my back hit the wall once more. We were losing ourselves in each other’s bodies, and despite the fact that I knew it was wrong, it felt too damn amazing to care. Justin had me feeling things that I hadn't before, sensations I didn’t know existed, sending a powerful orgasm shattering right through me before I could even think.
We were animalistic, desperate, totally wild, and I felt freer than I had in a very long time. It was a moment that I honestly never wanted to end, especially as he was making growling sounds that made me feel incredible. He was just as turned on as me, which made the whole thing even better
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Fucking hell! I thought to myself, jolting upright in a bed that felt far too comfortable to be mine. What the hell am I doing?
Flashes of what had occurred only hours before popped up in my brain, making me feel a whole range of conflicting emotions. It was wrong, sure, but it had felt so good.
Of course, I couldn’t really focus on that in the cold, slightly more sober light of early morning. I had to think about what could go wrong, instead, and as I glanced down at the restful body of the man who held my future in his hands, I realized that was a whole bunch.
Sure, Roy had told me that Justin wasn’t a womanizer, but there was no chance of him respecting me after that little display. He could now tell me that he didn’t respect my business practices; it could have all been a ruse and he might have ever intended to invest…
Oh God. I needed to get out of this place. I needed to get home before I really tied myself up in knots. There was no way that I could sleep now, not next to Justin. I needed to be in my own bed where I could digest all of this in peace.
I raced through the room, scrabbling to pick up all of my clothing before I disturbed Justin. From the way he was obliviously snoring, he was a heavy sleeper, but I didn’t want to risk an awkward conversation, just in case.
Oh my God, how the hell am I going to face him again after all of this? How can I have any kind of serious business meeting with him knowing what he felt like inside of me? I wasn’t sure that I could even look him in the eye again, never mind anything else.
As soon as I was dressed, I took one more second to look at him, drinking in his amazing frame, wishing that I could stay, that we could be in any other situation, before sweeping from the room and leaving him behind.
The elevator ride back down to the lobby was much quieter and filled with regret. It made me realize what Justin had been doing by holding back while we were in here before – he had been giving me the chance to pull out, to make the smart choice, but I hadn't. I’d allowed my body to make my decisions for me, and I’d done something crazy.
The receptionist from before was still sitting at the desk, but much to her credit, she didn’t even bat an eyelid at me scooting back outside in the early hours of the morning. Maybe it was something that she was used to, maybe not, but as long as she wasn’t worrying about what I was up to, I didn’t care.
I trudged slowly back home, feeling that horrible mix of still a little drunk, and very hungover, which was awful. Throwing guilt into that sucked, and I hoped for once that Rae was in my bed, ready for me to hug her. I didn’t want to sleep alone, not tonight. I needed to hold my daughter close, to remind me of what was truly important, to remind me that no matter how insane I’d acted, everything would be okay.