Chapter 20
Miles
“ Ora puoi andare .”
Italian isn’t my strong suit, but Green Eyes can get the fuck on with his night. His brows cinch until he takes the hint and leaves without another word.
Emma is still in shock, which makes two of us. I don’t chase women across the street, let alone out of the country. Yet here I am, straight from the airport after an eight-hour nonstop flight.
I lean on the bar, motion for the bartender, and order a negroni sbagliato without a glance at Emma or her wide eyes. She already has me acting out of pocket and using my frequent flier miles. I need a minute to get my shit together before whatever verbal jabs we’re about to throw.
“What are you doing here?”
“Wanted a drink.”
“A drink,” she says to herself with a huff at my bullshit and shakes her head. She reaches for the key card on the counter and hops off the barstool. “I’ll leave you to it.”
“You left. Again.”
The words hang in the inches between us, with me leaning against the bar and Emma on some ankle stilts. We’re close enough for her breath to skate across my mouth.
I admire the curves of her pink lips as she licks them, and heat creeps up her neck. It’s faint but matches the scarlet dress, the one that’s kissing her body in all of the right places.
Emma’s brows crease, twisting from confusion into full-on irritation. Her lips pucker, and she straightens to her full height, still inches below my eye level.
“As I recall, I woke up by myself.” She grinds her teeth and throws up her hands. “Why are you here ? How did you find me?”
“You left,” I repeat, skipping over her question of how I’m standing next to her in a hotel thousands of miles from the one we shared in New York. With my line of work, the answer should be obvious, but I’m not about to explain it to her. “I told you I don’t sleep in the same bed with the women I fuck. I came back Sunday, but you were gone.”
“Did you expect me to wait by the phone for a call that would never come? I had to fly out here for work. You know what? It doesn’t matter.” Emma folds her arms and raises her chin.
“It does, and we’re about to fix this.” I step closer to inhale her perfume and smile at the hitch in her breath. “We’re not finished, kitten.” I put my credit card on the counter to close our tabs. “Did you eat?”
“Excuse me?”
“Did. You. Eat? Dinner.” I nod at the bartender when he drops off the billfold and sign the slip. “Don’t want you passing out on me once I take you upstairs.”
Emma’s scoff is mild at best. It lacks heat. “Don’t flatter yourself.”
I lean for my nose to graze hers and drop my voice. “Don’t pretend I didn’t put your ass to sleep the last time I gave you this dick.”
She wants to be mad, to cuss me out and tell me to take my ass back home. The more I spend time with her, the more I discover her wants and desires.
Right now, my kitten wants to purr.
“Come on,” I say.
Emma is more attractive than I remember. Her allure is an addiction, numbing all sense of logic. All I want is another hit. She’s used to running shit, but tonight, that ain’t gonna fly.
We barely make it inside the elevator before my mouth is on her, kissing, sucking, and licking every part of her skin. I capture her moan and pull down the thin spaghetti straps of her dress. Her breasts spill out, smooth and heavy in my hand.
“Fuck, you’re perfect,” I groan. Her legs quiver at the lash of my tongue against her nipple. I tease the sensitive peak between my teeth, then drag my tongue up her neck to slip into her mouth.
“Miles.” Emma gasps at my thumbs rolling her buds between my fingers. She arches her back and presses her breasts into my face. Her mouth parts, her teeth grazing over her bottom lip. I cup her with both hands and grin as she watches me suck her nipples.
The elevator opens to the ninth floor. I pick Emma up and walk us to the end of the hall. My mouth never leaves hers as I pull out my wallet from my jeans, hover it over the sensor, and open the door.
I modified her hotel reservation and scooped up a key card before dropping off my bag in the other bedroom and heading out to find her. Hacking into systems is light work for me, which made Em easy to locate after she left New York. I always had access to her number, but I wanted to get it the old-fashioned way: with permission. A matter back home pulled me away before I could. A mistake I won’t make again.
I stagger through the foyer with Emma rolling her hips over my dick, which is straining to get to her. I wanted to take my time and move her to the bed, but my fingers have other plans. I cup her bare ass and kiss her harder at her hand gripping my length.
Damn the bed.
“You were trying to get fucked tonight wearing no panties.” She hisses at my fingers teasing her entrance. “Happy to oblige, kitten.” I suck on each one coated in her juices.
Emma’s eyes darken. “Fuck me now.” She teases my lips apart and slides in her tongue.
I hold her tighter and set her on a nearby credenza. Her chest lifts at my hand traveling between the valley of her breasts to her navel. Her stomach contracts at the pressure to her clit, and a rush of heat floods her skin. Emma widens her legs as I take lazy swipes at her pussy, dragging my fingers further into her channel.
God, she’s beautiful.
I drag a condom from my pocket and still at Emma’s hands on my belt. Her eyes never leave mine as she unbuttons me, lowers the zipper, and pushes down my jeans. My dick bobs free as she takes it, lapping my head with her tongue.
“ Shit , kitten.” She has one more swipe before I bust in her mouth. “I won’t last long if you keep that up and need to take care of you. Lie back.”
I roll on the condom with the focus of someone diffusing a bomb. Emma’s dress exposes her glistening pussy when I lift her leg. A raspy moan falls from her trembling lips as I push forward, stretching her walls.
My hands anchor her hips, and I drive into her. “Look at this pussy take my dick.” I stare at our joined bodies. I’m mesmerized by the waterpark between her thighs, coating the condom. She whimpers when I roll my hips to hit her spot. “Fuck, baby. Cream for me.”
I hover over her and pull a nipple into my mouth. Her cries muffle on a kiss, and I grind into her until we both go limp.