Page 83 of Black Light: Cured

“Yes, sir.” Her breathless whimper goes straight to my cock, sending blood surging through.

I step inside and take out my room key and place it on the pad to press the tenth floor. I’m hoping

no one else needs to go up as well, so we can have a few private moments. Taking my place on the

bench, she immediately sits on my lap and I waste no time reaching my hand up her dress to slide my

fingers deep inside her quivering pussy, groaning as her walls clench around my digits.

I’m sure the security personnel have an idea we’re doing something dirty, but they’ll have no

proof, and I can’t help but enjoy the idea of them wishing they could touch my Lila.

Just ten floors. We only have to make it ten floors before I make this woman mine. Keeping my

rhythm hard and firm, I thrust deep inside, dragging hushed moans from her pretty lips. I pound into

her, fingerfucking her as I watch the floor numbers continue to climb.

“When the doors open, the presidential suite is to the left, then take a right, then straight down the

hallway. The moment I catch you, I’ll devour you,” I growl in her ear. “Make it to the door, and I’ll

wait until we’re both inside. If I catch you outside of it, you better hope they don’t have cameras in

the halls to see the filthy things I’m going to do to you.”

At my words, her body flutters, gripping me even tighter. It’s almost agony pulling out of her wet

heat, but I want to give her at least a fighting chance. The moment the elevator dings for our floor, she

takes off far faster than I imagined. Though I’m letting her think the worst, I have no plans of actually

taking her in the hallway. Not somewhere nice like the Hyatt.

I watch in amusement as her tiny feet skid across the carpet at the left turn before disappearing

from view. Reaching up, I slide my fingers into my mouth, cleaning her arousal off before grabbing

the knot of my tie and working it loose. If only we weren’t in a hotel with other guests… but I can

wait until we’re back at Black Light to fuck her in front of others.

Stepping out of the elevator, I take off my jacket and drape it over my arm. By the time I’m at the

left turn, I plan to only take enough time to slide a rubber on and surge inside of her. Reaching into my

pocket, I push her panties to the side and grab the foil square and place it between my teeth, that way

she sees it right off.

I unbuckle my belt and let the ends hang as I slide down the zipper, keeping my pants buttoned so

they don’t slide down. It’s as naked as I’ll be able to get without crossing into indecent exposure

territory. Turning right, I stare down the hall, my gaze zeroing in on Lila.

There she is, her breaths coming in haggard gasps, her body heaving as she leans against the door.