He closed the distance between them and tipped her chin up so he could look into her eyes.
“Well, you’re going to be sorely disappointed because there is not an ounce of alcohol in my room.”
Myles chuckled. His thumb ran across her bottom lip. “Don’t worry. Alcohol is the last thing on my mind. There’s something else I’m wanting.”
“What is that?” she whispered.
“Take me to your room—unless you really want me to show you out here in this hall.” He bent down and softly kissed her lips. He didn’t have a problem with pushing her up to the wall and sinking inside her. He couldn’t care less who saw them.
She swallowed hard and turned away. Myles strolled behind her, enjoying the sway of her hips. The material clung to her, showcasing her wide hips, and he wanted to thank the designer for their gift in dressmaking.
She paused outside a door and pulled her keycard from her purse. She spun around and leaned back against the door.
“What’s wrong?” He placed one hand on the door, trapping Roxxy between it and him.
“I’ve never really done this before,” she admitted.
“Done what?” He paused. Was Roxxy about to say she was a virgin? His heart pulsed double time, and panic set in.
“A one-night stand,” she blurted.
Relief filled him that she didn’t say she was a virgin. He could deal with the fact that she’d never had a one-night stand. She didn’t look the type. He’d had plenty in his past that he could barely remember, but Roxxy was definitely someone he would be remembering.
He took the card from her and leaned down where his lips brushed hers. “Do you want me, Roxxy?”
“God, yes,” she breathed.
Unable to resist, he covered her mouth with his. The taste of her was addictive. He caught a faint hint of her wine and dinner mint she’d eaten. Pulling her away from the door, he refused to break the kiss. He fumbled at first before successfully sliding the card into the slot.
He nudged the door open with his foot. He reached down and lifted Roxxy by the back of her knees with one hand. Her hands slid over his bald head, sending a shiver down his spine.
He stalked into the room and kicked the door shut.
Breaking the kiss, Myles glanced around the suite. A lamp was left on. Its soft rays illuminated the corner of the sitting area. It was a lovely suite, but all Myles cared about was the bedroom.
“I’m too heavy, Myles. Put me down.” She giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
The scent of her perfume filled his senses, and he had one thing on his mind.
“What are you talking about?” he asked gruffly. She barely weighed anything. He benched more than her. He gave her ass one good squeeze and headed toward the bedroom.
“Never mind,” she breathed. Her lips brushed his cheek, trailing kisses on his face.
A growl slipped from his chest.
“Hurry.”
Myles strode into the room and paused near the bed. His heart raced as he breathed in Roxxy’s scent. Her body writhed against his. He didn’t really want to sit Roxxy down, but he had no choice. She slid along his front until her feet were on the floor. They paused, staring at each other in the low light.
Myles glanced around and took in the lamp on the nightstand by the bed. He turned it on, not wanting to miss one inch of Roxxy’s body. Myles pulled his wallet out of his pants and tossed on the table. He moved toward her and reached for her.
He cupped her cheeks and lowered his head to hers. He covered her mouth with his. Her lips parted, welcoming his tongue inside. Her taste was one he couldn’t get enough of. The sounds of her moans fueled his desire for her.
He tore his lips from hers and pressed hot kisses to her neck. “How do we get you out of this?” he bit out.
“There’s a zipper in the back.” She gasped, pushing near him.
Myles made quick work of removing it from her. She stood before him in a strapless bra and lace panties. The sight of Roxxy almost brought him to his knees.
A coy smile played on her lips.
“Like what you see?” she teased, turning around in place. She looked over her shoulder at Myles.
His gaze slowly roamed her soft brown skin.
Oh, yeah.
He did.
Closing the gap between them, he gripped her hair in his hand and tugged her back to him. He pressed himself against her. A gasp escaped her lips.
“What do you think?” she asked playfully.
He placed a soft kiss to her shoulder while undoing the clasp of her bra. It fell to the floor, with neither of them paying any attention to it. Myles moved her hair to angle her neck to give him full access to it. He bathed her skin with his tongue while he reached around Roxxy with his free hand to cup her voluptuous mounds.
“Perfection.”
A groan released from Myles at the sensation of her beaded nipples in his hands. He teased her, pulling on her nipples but then soothing them with a gentle stroke of his hands.
