Camden

Getting back to Claridge’s was an agonizing experience. Even after Kate had left my bedroom, I couldn’t stop thinking about her and how badly I wanted to be rolling around naked in a big king-sized bed back at our hotel, exploring every inch of her body, teasing out that first pleasure-filled orgasm from her. I physically couldn’t wait. But instead, we ended up spending another hour saying our goodbyes to family and friends at my mother’s house. From there we spent another ten minutes waiting for the Uber that we had called since Lizzy had decided to stay at Mum’s for the night.

Kate and I then spent a painfully long thirty-minutes in a car with a chatty driver, who fortunately hadn’t recognized who I was, but wanted to have a heart-to-heart with Kate and me about his own relationship problems with his new, long-distance girlfriend. I spent precious minutes sitting next to a woman that I desperately wanted to ravage but who had insisted that I not touch her in front of our driver to avoid turning our first night together into tabloid fodder. The tension was palpable as our thighs chanced little electricity-filled grazes and my little finger gently skimmed hers just dying for contact.

We exchanged knowing grins as our driver went on…and on…and on, but my brain didn’t register a single word he said. Instead, I was just hyper-aware of Kate’s body, how her breathing had grown deeper making the rise and fall of her soft breasts a constant beacon—calling me to her. I was so turned on that the minute the car stopped in front of the hotel, I darted out without a word to the driver, pulling Kate by the hand, not giving any thought to who might have seen the tiny intimacy.

I kept my hand at the small of Kate’s back, just teasing myself with its proximity to her firm ass just below where my hand rested. As I pushed us slowly into a waiting elevator car at the end of the hallway, I silently cursed the older woman who was slowly making her way toward our car, trying to board before the doors closed. Kate, being the politer of the two of us, pushed the button to hold the door for her and shot me a glare.

“Good things come to those who wait,” she whispered just before the woman got on the elevator.

“I’ve been waiting,” I whispered back testily.

The elevator eventually made it to the fourth floor, depositing the older woman who had gotten out of the elevator almost twice as slow as she had gotten in. Bloody hell! As soon as the doors closed, and we were alone, I was on Kate like a beast, backing her into the corner of the car and satiating myself with the wild feeling of our lips crashing into one another and her fingers running through my hair, manically massaging my scalp in the most erotic way. My body craved hers so incessantly that the thought of possibly being inside of her in minutes made me dizzy with anticipation.

After what seemed like an hour, we had finally reached our floor and waited as the doors opened, once again, painfully slowly. And just as we stepped off the elevator and rounded the corner speed racing each other toward my room with ridiculous grins on our faces, my eyes were met with a sight that I definitely didn’t want to see. Megan from the studio had spotted us with a smile and was headed our way. Fuck me! Kate and I exchanged an exasperated glance as she approached.

“I’ve been looking all over for you two!” Megan effused as I stepped slightly behind Kate to hide the beginnings of another hard-on, all the while knowing that I was teasing her gently as my protrusion rudely poked her from behind. I noticed Kate stifle a grin as I attempted to do the same.

“Megan!” Kate said, a little too cheerfully as she cleared her throat nervously. “What can we do for you?”

“Well, we’ve had some drop off for tomorrow, and some new media outlets added in at the last minute to the junket schedule, and some of the outlets weren’t pre-approved, so I’d like to go over them with you.”

“I’m sure they’re fine, Megan, I trust you,” Kate said. Her voice inflected a bit as I swayed into her backside once more for good measure.

“I’d just feel a lot better if we went over them tonight, so there aren’t any surprises for you and Cam tomorrow.”

I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling as though I might come undone right there and then.

“Right, of course,” Kate said.

“That’s very thorough of you, Megan,” I said tersely while taking a moment to covertly squeeze Kate’s ass in the process.

“Yes! Very!” Kate said, trying to mask her surprise.

“Could we perhaps go to your room, Kate, and look these over really quick?”

Kate glanced at me, giving me a nonverbal apology.

“Of course, we can,” Kate said, leading Megan to her door and glancing at me behind her.

“I, uh…I guess I’ll see you guys tomorrow, then?” I said lamely.

“’Kay, good night,” Kate said with a shaky voice, pushing Megan into her room and mouthing to me “Five minutes…that is mine,” pointing to the bulge in my jeans. Fuck!

“Hurry!” I whispered with a smile.