Chapter 4
The place where Anthony had to be staying was the only hotel both in town and for miles around. It wasn’t particularly nice, since it catered to everyone across the spectrum of morals and social standing.
While wealthy people did frequent this hotel, in this area, their main concern was secrecy and a clean bed with good room service.
Thus, this hotel ensured to excel in such traits, which presently worked to my advantage.
When I walked into the lobby, I started straight for the front desk.
I knew the man behind the counter recognized me but here, it didn’t matter who you were, no one said anything, and no one asked any questions outside of their business.
It was strangely refreshing in that sense.
“Hello, can you tell me what room Anthony Shields is in?” I demanded, laying a twenty-dollar bill on the desk that separated us.
The man snickered for a moment before reaching out and sliding the money closer to him, before answering my question.
“The northern businessman? He hasn’t had any visitors, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“I’m not worried about that. I’m a visitor.”
“Of course,” he responded before informing me of the room number.
“Thank you,” I replied before taking off toward the elevator doors.
I walked up to his room with determination as I focused all my energy on remaining vigilant. I was coming here for answers and if I didn’t like those answers, I was going to let Anthony know.
I wasn’t about to get pushed around and swooned by a man who probably was trying to make trouble.
I thought about this all night and concluded that his intentions had to be some fun game to him. After all, we had made it clear that we were not going to be romantically involved, that what happened between us was playful.
It meant nothing.
When I pounded on the door, I could feel the anger and emotion pulsing out of me with a fervor that was intense and nerve wracking at the same time.
It was rare that I ever stood up for myself and so the fact that I was actually confronting someone, whether Anthony was practically a stranger or not, was a big deal for me.
However, realizing how loud I was made me hope to God this was actually his door. It hadn’t occurred to me until now that this might not be his room.
Although, when I heard footsteps coming in my direction, I realized that there wasn’t anything I could do about it now but pray that something had not gone horribly awry with my plan.
When Anthony opened the door, I was almost so overcome with relief that I momentarily forgot why I was there.
I felt myself smile at him as I gazed into his eyes, that seemed to brighten when he saw me standing there.
Yet, once I remembered that this wasn’t supposed to be a social call, I knitted my brow together as my anger returned and I demanded, “What the hell were you thinking? Why would you do this to me?”
“Do what?” He asked, “Do…Do you want to come in?”
“No! I don’t want to go in there. I want an answer!” I insisted, then lowered my voice, “Why would you ask my father about me? I thought we agreed to keep everything that happened a secret.”
“We did…Oh…Right,” he responded as his eyes softened with understanding. Seeming almost relieved himself, he relaxed against the doorframe and snickered, “Well, it got you here, didn’t it?”
“What?”
“I missed you, Sahara,” he replied, sounding earnest but I didn’t want to buy it.
I scoffed, “Do you think I’m a damn fool?”
“No, of course not. I’m serious. I wanted to see you but since you wanted to keep our relationship a one-time thing, I wasn’t about to be the one to come crawling, begging you to give me a shot.”
“So, you tricked me.”
Anthony chuckled easily as his eyes lit up with amusement, “Yeah, I guess…But I didn’t mean to,” he added hastily. “I just wanted you to come to me…And you did.”
“You look pretty proud of yourself,” I hissed, trying to keep my steadily declining stream of anger from dissipating completely, “Well, sorry to throw a wrench in your plan, buddy, but I just came here to get answers. Now, I’m gone,” with a cheeky simper, I turned and started to walk down the hall.
At first, I was disappointed because I didn’t hear any movement behind me but a moment after the thought, I heard Anthony hiss, “Sahara, wait!”
As he spoke, his hand wrapped around my arm, before his body pressed heavily against mine.
Anthony backed me up against the wall, simultaneously tilting his head to the side and consuming my lips ravenously.
The sensual scent of Anthony was reinforced by the taste of him, now fully present in my mouth.
His hands ran up and down my torso and his tongue thrust its way between my teeth.
Excitedly, my hands grasped the side of his face, pulling him even closer to me, while my legs wrapped around his waist, giving him control over where we went.
Even through his pants, I could feel his manhood bulging against the apex of my open thighs.
I groaned as I started to pulse, feeling wet even before any clothing was removed.
Our breath was hot and moist as he pulled me away from the wall and towards his open door, while my fingers ran eagerly through his hair.
Once inside the hotel room, I felt my back press up against a wall again as Anthony used his foot to kick the door closed.
I giggled as his lips left my mouth and made their way down to the nape of my neck, before his teeth bit into my skin.
I yelped from surprise, since it didn’t actually hurt and held onto him tighter.
When the door had shut behind us, I was again whisked off the wall and held closer to his chest. Surrounded by his musk and strong arms, my head spun.
When I felt myself rocked back, onto the bed, I giggled, before by breath was stolen by his kiss.
Without taking his lips off mine, he started to unbutton his shirt. I helped him and together, we were able to toss it across the room.
Once his shirt was off, I gazed at his chest, watching with amazement how his taught, bulging muscles stirred with grace and authority every time he moved.
My eyes focused on his shirtless body intently and I studied his perfect body. It was refined, unlike any man I’ve ever seen. The motion accompanying the ebb and flow of his sanguinary torso was rhythmic, beautiful.
Eventually, my eyes and fingers traveled down to the waistband of his jeans, where I watched the hint of his masculine V shape tapper off into a seducing line of dark hair.
I grinned at him as I pressed myself up, so that I was on top of him,
I straddled Anthony and continued to kiss him, while his hands groped blindly for the zipper to my dress.
Upon finding it, he drew it down and I backed up so that he could watch the material fall off my shoulders and ripple down my body, revealing myself wholly to him.
His eyes scanned my body with need and excitement that was intensely encouraging.
Slowly, I leaned down, so that I could press myself against his seething body. I felt him ripple underneath me and my breasts tingled, pleased with the sensual closeness.
Anthony stared at me with a cheeky grin and watched as I eased my way down the front of him, until I was kneeling on the side of the bed.
He waited until I had unbuttoned his pants before sitting up and helping me to slide them off.
Before his jeans had even hit the ground, I had palmed him with both hands, feeling the warmth and intrinsic desire pulsing in my grasp.
Anthony moaned and leaned his head back as I eased him into my mouth and stroked his quivering shaft with my tongue.
At first, I eased up and down, slowly and with purpose, deepening his pursuit each time I moved down.
Eventually though, I hastened my pace, thrusting up and down on him until he writhed with excitement.
“Oh God…” He hissed and out of the corner of my eye, I watched his fists clasp the comforter. He swallowed hard as he pulsed in my mouth. “Yes…Yes…Oh God, Sahara, I want you!” He exclaimed as he shifted himself away from me, urging me back onto the bed with him.
Directing me, he positioned himself behind me, as his lips lingered on the nape of my neck. I moaned as his hand cupped my breast, while his other hand slid down my stomach, between my thighs, tempting my already moist womanhood.
“I can’t have all the fun,” he growled in my ear in a playful manner as my head thrust back onto his shoulder and my body willed him closer to me.
Before the feel of his touch, my breasts were already sensitive, and my nipples were hard but when he carefully rolled each blossoming bead between his thumb and index finger, I yelled out. A bolt of euphoric lightening shattered through me, causing my pelvis to shutter. Instantly I wanted him inside of me.
I turned around in his arms, signaling that I was ready but instead of allowing me to push him back onto the bed, he led me down. Once again, I felt the comforter contort to the small of my back and the pressure of his weight against me.
I felt my body quiver with erotic intent as my hands reached blindly for him.
As I found his chest, I felt him overtop of me, easing his way through my legs and readying himself to venture inside of me.
Teasingly, he brushed his member up against my dampened, sensitive self, causing me to scream out with erotic anticipation.
I felt my hands clasp his robust arms and he sneered with devilish delight.
Again, he brushed himself against me and I quaked with unbridled need, thrusting myself close to him, hoping that he would finally grant me what I so intimately sought.
A low growling snicker erupted from his throat as he reared back one last time before finally easing himself inside of me.
I moaned as I felt myself welcome him. My hips jutted up, and my pelvis pushed forward, helping to draw him deeper inside of me.
When he pulled back, the intensity of his motion left me breathless.
“Oh God…” I gasped, feeling a surge of bliss culminate with my already intense range of emotions.
When dipped back into me, I noticed that his movement was gaining haste while our heartbeats quickened.
My body reacted in sync with his as I lunged forward and eased myself back, matching the celebrating motion of his desires.
“Yes…Yes…Yes…” I hissed as the wash of bliss transcended me into complete and total euphoria, before the ultimate climax erupted, leaving us both gasping for breath and feeling as though nothing else in the world mattered but this moment, here, together.