Chapter 47
HAYDEN
I’m painfully fucking hard as I make my way through the hotel toward the elevator with the guys behind me. I’m desperate to turn around and see if Hailee is also following, but I fear I’ve already tempted fate too much.
Touching her as I did outside the car was a risk I probably shouldn’t have taken, but I couldn’t fucking help myself. Her panties were burning a hole in my pocket, and I couldn’t get the image of her bare pussy hiding beneath that dress out of my head.
I figured that I could explain getting up close behind her. I was just being a decent person, hiding her from any wandering eyes, but dragging my fingers through her soaked lips was another thing entirely. I didn’t think there was any excuse in the world that would get me out of that one.
Hammond and Reeves are laughing about something I’m paying zero attention to as I spin around in the elevator and scan the space.
Shit.
She’s not here.
Despite knowing it’s safely in my pocket, I still double-check to ensure I have her keycard.
My heart jumps when I press my hand against it, excitement bubbling up inside me.
What she did in that club…fuck, that was beyond hot. And while I might have come harder than should be possible while surrounded by that many unsuspecting people, it only scratched the surface of what I need.
The elevator stops, and two guys get out before we continue toward my floor.
“This is me,” I say when it stops again. “See you in the morning,” I state before walking out without looking back. But I quickly discover that it’s their floor, too. Not only that, but they follow me as I make my way toward my room.
Stop. Please stop, I beg.
I don’t know if they know that my room is on the left or not. But I can’t risk slipping into the one opposite instead.
Indecision wars within me.
Maybe I should just keep walking. I can pretend I missed my room if they question it.
But then, a beat before I get to our doors, Hammond calls out to wish me a good night before they both disappear into a room.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I turn back to ensure I’m alone in the hallway before pulling Hailee’s keycard from my pocket and letting myself in.
I take a deep breath, reveling in her sweet scent that’s already filling the room.
My heart rate increases as I walk inside, letting the door fall closed behind me as I take everything in.
The room looks perfect, almost as if no one has been here yet. But then I begin to spot the telltale signs of her presence. A charger plugged in by the bed. Her laptop, iPad, and notebook stacked neatly on the desk. And, as I pass the bathroom door, I find even more evidence that she’s been here.
Stepping inside, I scan the products lined up on the counter.
Her face care, which apparently, she takes very seriously, her makeup, and…
I reach out, my fingers wrapping around the small bottle of Prada perfume before I tug the top off and bring it to my nose. The potent hit of the scent I’ve become all too addicted to floods my nose and makes my cock harden.
“Fuck,” I breathe, palming myself as I place it back and return to the bedroom.
I stand there awkwardly.
I have no idea how long she’s going to be or what she’s expecting me to do. Dropping my ass to the end of the bed, I pull my cell free and begin scrolling to waste time.
I don’t know how long it takes for me to eventually hear movement outside, but the second I do, my heart lurches.
I lower my cell as I listen to see if it’s her.
I don’t have to wait long to discover that it is.
The second the door opens, I jump to my feet, my heart racing and excitement flooding through my veins.
By the time she’s rounded the corner, my anticipation is so high, I’ve stopped breathing.
All the air comes rushing from my lungs, though, the second my eyes lock onto hers.
She’s still in boss mode, and fuck if the hard set of her face and the fierce look in her eyes doesn’t make my temperature soar.
She doesn’t say a word as she lowers her clutch to the vanity beside her. She opens her iPad and taps at the screen a few times before standing up, placing her hands on her hips, and letting her eyes roll down the length of me.
Despite the fabric that covers almost all of my body, my skin tingles as if her gaze is searing into it.
When she gets back up to my eyes, her expression is unreadable.
Honestly, I have no idea if she’s about to send me away with my tail between my legs, or if she’s going to suddenly jump into my arms and climb me like a tree.
It’s as unnerving as it is thrilling.
She gave you her room key; she wants you here.
My heart thumps harder against my ribs as I wait to see what she’s going to do.
Seconds pass. The silence is getting louder, right along with the crackle of electricity between us.
“Hails, I-I don’t—” My words immediately die when she lifts her hand up, signaling for me to stop.
“Strip,” she commands.
My chin drops, but my shock only lasts so long before I’m toeing off my shoes and my fingers are working the first button on my shirt.
“Slowly,” she adds when it becomes apparent my excitement is making me rush.
A smirk kicks up at the side of my mouth at the thought of her enjoying watching me strip down. The sudden need to put some music on and make a real show out of it flickers through me, but the determined look on Hailee’s face stops me from doing anything but what she orders.
Fuck, I love it when she gets all bossy.
It’s hot as fuck.
I work my way down my shirt before shrugging it off and letting it float to the floor behind me.
Hailee’s eyes drop to my waist as my fingers do, and she watches intently as I undo my belt, and then open my slacks.
Her throat pulls as she swallows thickly, and her tongue drags along her bottom lip as if she’s imagining licking something else.
My teeth grind, and my cock jerks at the thought of her getting on her knees and taking me in her mouth.
It doesn’t matter that she made me come in the middle of a packed nightclub. I still need her just as badly as I did then, and I don’t think it’s going to lessen after the next time, or the one after that.
She drags her bottom lip through her teeth as my pants fall to my ankles. I quickly kick them off before tugging my socks free, standing there before her in only my boxer briefs that are doing very little to cover just how much I’m enjoying what we’ve got going on here.
I let my arms fall to my sides, my chest heaving as I wait for her to react.
Her brow lifts as she notices that I’ve paused.
When I still don’t react, she lifts the other, and I have to fight to stop from laughing as I tuck my thumbs into the waistband of my boxers and shove them down, letting my cock spring free.
If Hailee is trying to look nonchalant, she fails massively, because her eyes darken and her nostrils flare as she stares at me, butt-ass naked before her.
She already had all the power in this situation, but now, with her still fully clothed and me bare, it’s even more obvious.
I wouldn’t fucking change it for anything.
I love this dynamic. I love doing what I’m told, pleasing her, being told I’m making her happy.
“Hails,” I practically whimper, desperate for what comes next.
She nods in appreciation, continuing to take me in leisurely.
My fingers twitch to reach forward and stroke myself.
My cock is painfully hard, precum glistening at the tip with my desperation for her, but I hold myself back.
If she wanted a show, she’d ask for it. Right now, she just wants to look, and fuck if that isn’t fucking hot.
The only thing that would make it better would be if she were naked, too.
“You want to touch yourself, don’t you?”
“What gave it away?” I joke, but her expression doesn’t soften at all.
“Don’t. You’re not doing anything until I tell you to.”
Fire shoots through me.
“Okay.”
Her eyes hold mine, and she waits as if she thinks I’m lying.
I’m not. I’ll happily do anything she wants.
She might think she’s punishing me for that fuck-up I made earlier, but honestly, this feels about as far away from punishment as we can get.
“Good,” she states before grabbing her clutch again, spinning around, and walking out of her room, letting the door close behind her.
My chin drops, shock rocketing through me as the slam of the door echoes around me.
Uh…she’s coming back, right?
I glance around the room. I have no idea what I’m looking for, but nothing helps.
So I…just stand there—naked, desperate, and confused.
I might not know what she’s doing, but I fully understand that this is a test. One I’m determined to pass. I will prove to her again and again how much I want her. Being forced to stand here and wait for her is nothing. Hasn’t she seen the kind of torture Coach puts us through daily?
If I can handle that, I can handle this.
Her.
Although, I must admit, I’d prefer to physically handle her.
I close my eyes as I picture her on her hands and knees on that bed. The need to grab her hips and sink inside her has a whimper spilling from my lips.
My hands fists at my sides, my short nails digging into my palms.
It’s not until I open my eyes again that I register her iPad on the vanity.
She’s left it open, and…
I swallow thickly.
The camera is directed right at me.
Is she…
Fuck.
Is she watching me?
My hand lifts, combing my hair back as my heart continues to race.
Thoughts of her somewhere else in this hotel, watching me, are enough to bring me to my fucking knees.
My cock aches, desperate for my touch, or more so hers. But I grit my teeth and refuse to give in.
She wants me to comply.
Doesn’t she?
Fuck.
What if she wants me to be bad? What if she wants me to ignore her orders?
Holy shit.
This is the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced.
I keep my eyes locked on the little camera. If she’s on the other end, I want her to know just how much I want her.
Maybe, if I silently beg hard enough, she’ll come back and put me out of my misery.
She’s coming back.
I know she is.
This is her room.
The only question is when?
Soon. Please be soon.
I’m not sure I’ll survive much longer.
I already know that I’m gonna fucking blow the second she touches me.
That’s what she wants, though. I saw it in the excited glint in her eyes before she walked out.
She wants me on my goddamn knees for her, and if she didn’t already know that I’d get down there willingly, then she should after this little stunt.