9. Travis #2
She seemed like a levelheaded sort of person, yes, and she was sure as hell into it both times we fucked each other senseless before passing out.
Still, there was no predicting what a girl with student loan debt would do if there were a chance of a little blackmail in the mix.
A man in my position was prime for it. What if she decided to wipe out that debt by accusing me of sexual harassment?
It would be her word against mine, and I held all the power in our relationship.
In this day and age, I couldn’t imagine anyone not immediately taking her side.
Would she do that?
Doubtful, but I couldn’t afford to be na?ve, no matter how her tight, sweet pussy gripped me like a vice.
My eyes drifted shut as the driver cut through Manhattan traffic, my thoughts drifting back.
There was something unspeakably sweet about sinking deep into her tight heat.
Sweet enough that I could easily develop a habit.
Who would’ve guessed that under all that cheerfulness and almost guileless enthusiasm, there was a volcano waiting to erupt?
I had taken her there, taken her past the point where she had any control over herself.
There was no rush in existence that could possibly top it.
And I wanted more.
That desire pulsed through me with every step I took once I climbed out of the car and crossed the sidewalk, entering the lobby of the busy hotel. Riding up the elevator to the top floor seemed like it took an eternity. I was in that much of a hurry.
As soon as I walked through the door and into the living room, Sofia jumped up from the couch and ran at me, arms extended and curls bouncing. “Daddy! Daddy’s here!” She almost took my legs out when she crashed into me, throwing her arms around them.
“Careful there.” I laughed, picking her up. “What have you been doing today?”
“We made it a quiet day.” Penny was on her way into the room with a bottle of water in each hand. “We’ve been catching up on all kinds of movies and shows.”
“We ordered room service.” Sofia was too excited to be held, wiggling out of my arms. I had to put her down or drop her. “It was so good! How come you’re back already?”
“Well, turns out I’m free for the rest of the afternoon.
I wondered if you ladies would show me around town since I haven’t had much of a chance to check it out yet.
” I stripped off my necktie and slid out of my jacket while they gaped at each other like they couldn’t believe it.
“Well? Am I going out alone, or are you coming with me?”
Sofia’s shriek left me wincing as she ran for her room. “I’m getting dressed!”
“Let me help, for heaven’s sake,” Penny called out with a laugh. “Or you’ll end up wearing who knows what.” But she turned to me first, and I knew exactly what she was thinking when her mouth twitched.
“Don’t start,” I warned.
“Start what?” She was the picture of innocence. There might as well have been a halo over her head. “I was smiling. This is nice.”
“So you aren’t feeling even slightly smug that I came back earlier than planned so we can go out together?” I asked, removing my cufflinks. “Not the slightest bit?”
She screwed her mouth up like she was giving it serious thought before holding her thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “Just a tiny bit. But let the record show I was willing to let it go without saying anything.”
“Very mature of you.” I headed for my room at the far corner of the suite with her on my heels. “For what it’s worth, I gave it some thought and decided, yes, I could use a little time with her.”
And you. Not something I needed to say. That was the sort of thing I couldn’t take back. It was the effect she had on me. No matter how I told myself to keep it professional for Sofia’s sake, if not my own, all of it dissolved when we were in the same room.
Now that I knew what she tasted like and the sound of her moaning my name, I didn’t have a chance of going back to where we were before.
What made it impossible was her sweet but knowing grin once I reached my room and turned to find her in the doorway.
“I’m sure you did,” she replied in a way that told me she was secretly patting herself on the back for getting through to me.
She would patronize me a little, the way she would let Sofia think she had her way when, really, she had been nudged in a certain direction.
It had to be the air out here in New York because I would have lost my shit if we were back in LA when almost every word the girl spoke left me wanting to strangle her.
“I’m ready!” Sofia emerged from her room across the hall wearing leopard print leggings under a long T-shirt featuring a glittery neon rainbow. In her hands, she held a pair of pink, sparkly sneakers.
“At least we’ll be able to find her in a crowd if she wanders off,” Penny pointed out under her breath as Sofia waited for approval. She was so damn proud.
What the hell did it matter, anyway? I was facing the prospect of missing a lot of time with my little girl.
No point in wasting any now, arguing over her fashion sense.
“You look great,” I decided. “Give me a couple of minutes to get changed. I seriously doubt I’ll find anything that compares with you.
” Penny’s wide, happy smile meant almost as much as Sofia’s.
It was damn dangerous, letting her open me up this way, but what choice did I have? Something about her left me powerless to defend myself. No matter how I knew I should.