When they walked back out to the terrace, the sun had fully set, and the automatic timer had turned on the exterior lights so that the night was now cast in a yellow-orange glow. He had also forgotten to turn off the music. So now, instead of the dance music that had been playing earlier, it had since slowed to R&B.
‘Nice romantic setting…’
Victor frowned. It was as if some strange force had conspired to usher him and the PA he couldn’t ever have into bed together.
‘This is such a bad idea.’
But it was too late to say anything. He couldn’t invite her to relax with him and then turn around and kick her out.
“‘Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Spirit Airlines, flight A321, with nonstop service to Las Vegas, Nevada,’” the pilot’s deep voice droned throughout the cabin. “‘We’ll be pulling away from the gate shortly, and it looks like smooth flying all the way to Vegas. So, settle in, get comfortable and please watch the following video about the safety features of this aircraft.’” Victor put his head back and closed his eyes. He was about to spend the next two hours and twenty-three minutes sitting next to Navy. Since hiring her, Victor had attempted to keep his distance, for fear of reaching out and touching the hair that looked so luxuriously soft, or the smooth skin that beckoned to him. They hadn’t discussed what had happened in his hot tub, both honoring their unspoken agreement to forget it happened, Victor supposed. But how could he forget her smooth skin, the noises she’d made when he turned her on... ‘Jesus, this is going to be the longest flight of my
Victor and Navy spent the next four days at the convention, attending workshops, lectures, and presentations, and Victor even did a presentation of his own. Of course, he nailed it. The meeting with Ben Randall had gone splendidly. He was absolutely charmed by Victor, as Navy knew he would be. When they exited the last event of the convention, they realized that they still had most of their last day left to explore the city. Navy was looking forward to the opportunity to check out some of the sights of the Las Vegas Strip on their last day, but she knew Victor was a workaholic, so she assumed that he would have something planned to keep them busy. “So, what’s the agenda for the rest of the day?” she asked, turning to him. She scrolled through the calendar on her phone and didn’t see anything that they’d scheduled. Victor held the door for her and they stepped outside into the blazing sun.“Oh, God this heat…” he huffed. “I keep forgetting about it. Quit
Instead of using the afternoon to explore more of the sights in Las Vegas, Navy used it to treat herself to some of the hotel’s spa services. First the mani/pedi, followed by a bikini wax, a hot stone massage, and an appointment to have her hair and makeup professionally applied and styled. She wanted to make sure she looked absolutely perfect tonight when Victor saw her. ‘It’s not like it’s a date,’ Navy told herself. Navy wouldn’t get her hopes up that tonight would be anything more than just a fun night out as two colleagues, and at most two friends. ‘Two friends who felt each other up in a hot tub, you mean.’&n
Victor could only laugh when he saw where Navy had led him as she held on to his arm and practically dragged him across the casino. Really, she didn’t have to pull so hard. He was sure that he would have followed her anywhere… anytime…“So, what is this?” he asked her, smiling broadly, as they stood in front of a frozen daiquiri bar, a common stop for tourists on the Strip.“For five days now, I’ve watched everyone walking around with these, and tonight I’ve decided I want one.” Navy turned to the man behind the counter and held up two fingers and pointed to the ridiculously large, yard-long drinking receptacles. When they were poured, she passed one to Victor. He had never had one before and he wasn’t looking forward to the blast of sugar he knew was coming. He watched Navy as she took a sip. He couldn’t help but feel aroused at the way she lowered her face and closed her eyes when her lips closed over the straw. His breath caught, and he was mesmerized
When Victor took her hand and led her to his suite, Navy sighed softly.“Finally…” she whispered. Yes... Finally, she would once again, feel Victor’s lips on hers, his magical hands on her craving body. She wanted him, really wanted him for weeks… since the night she kissed him. And if this night was all she must have with Victor, so be it… She’d give herself entirely to him. No phone interruptions, no pulling away from him. This was going to happen. Navy followed him blindly until they finally arrived to double doors that led to his suite. Victor dropped her hand to reach into his jacket for his key card. She noticed a slight tremble in his hand and she relaxed a little, knowing that he was as affected as she was. Victor opened the door and ushered her inside. She inhaled sharply when she felt him come from behind her and place his large hands on her shoulders. Navy felt his warmth through the fabric of her dress, closed her eyes, and
She cried out, but his mouth covered her moans as she kept clenching around his fingers. He knew just how to touch her, just how hard and how soft, to keep her on the edge, in helpless spasms of pleasure so blinding it was almost painful. Finally, Navy subsided, exhausted. He withdrew his fingers and touched her nipples, wetting them with her juices. He bent and licked them and she jerked. Navy couldn’t possibly be feeling desire again, but she was. Losing control like this, was exhilarating and frightening. She still shook with the intensity of her release. Her eyes closed and her hands fell to her sides. She could still feel the echoes of her orgasm throughout her lower body.“Victor… Oh, God…” Navy cried out in pleasure. Navy clutched the hair at the back of his head and simultaneously pulled him closer and pushed him away. She was frenzied. Set adrift in a sea of Victor. His touch, his scent, and his sounds surrounded her as he brought her t
“You are so big… The way you moved, what you did… You rocked my soul… my entire being, actually…” she whispered, breathing hard. “I never thought… it could feel like this…” Victor chuckled and rolled away from her, onto his back.“Me neither…” He left the bed for just a moment to dispose of the condom in a nearby trash can. He rolled back to her with a deep, low, satisfied sigh. They both remained on their backs, in perfect silence. Navy looked over at him and wondered if, now that it was over, Victor had regretted having sex with her… Had they crossed a line? What was she supposed to do now? Stay? Go? Talk? Stay quiet? Vanish into thin air? Suddenly feeling awkward, Navy exhaled slowly and turned to get off the bed. She realized that she was still wearing her shoes and they had tangled in the bedcovers. The awkwardness just reached its highest peak. ‘Heaven forbid… I should be able to display a little grace, here?’“Uhm… I think… we
Victor moved from behind her and got out of the tub. He extended his hand and helped her stand. His breath hitched at the sight of the water cascading down her smooth skin in long rivulets.“I would love a shower…” Victor said and without letting go of Navy’s hand, he reached in and turned the shower on, then pulled her into the spray of water with him. “And I would love to take you in the shower… against the tiles…” he added. Her body was soft under his hands, curvy and lush. The water was sliding over her silky, naked skin. Blood rushed to his cock and engorged his erection to pulsating life as he pushed the wet curls from her shoulders, put his teeth on her neck, and bit into her soft flesh. Navy's stomach clenched in irresistible need as Victor's hands tightened on her and his teeth razed against her skin. Ravenous sexual hunger pulsed through her body making it difficult to stand and Navy leaned back against the shower stall and wrapped her arms arou