his refrigerator to grab a bottle of his favorite imported beer. Thinking about what Olivia would say if she knew he’d even thought about running naked through the hallways of the prestigious hotel, made him laugh even more. She’d probably join him. Olivia was adventurous and loved sex in open places. Why had he never told her he loved the same thing? What had kept him from telling her everything? He shrugged and walked out of the kitchen and into his bathroom to freshen up for his date.
“She should be arriving any moment. I’d better get a move on.”
A few minutes later, he heard the front door open. His lover had arrived.
“Hello, gorgeous. I’ve missed you so much.”
Matt wrapped his arms around her and kissed her passionately, pouring his every emotion into the deepening kiss. He ran his hands through her long hair, inhaling her scent as his hands explored her body, touching, gliding, and holding her until he thought his dick would blow out the zipper of his pants. His date said nothing. Instead, she palmed him through the expensive fabric, stroking and pressing, begging him with her eyes to undress her. It took all of his strength to pull away.
“I have to call my agent. He’ll be livid, but I don’t care. I’ve missed you and I couldn’t bear to be away from you for another moment. I’ll be right back and then, we can go to dinner.” He kissed her again and went to the den to call the man who was surely going to rip him a new one. It must’ve been some sort of miracle, because his call went to voicemail.
“Jack, it’s Matt. I won’t be making it to the convention. I had something else that I needed to attend to. I’m sure I’ll talk to you later or on Monday. Bye.”
He hung up and retraced his steps to the living room where his beautiful date stood waiting for him. She wore a short, elegant cocktail dress made of the finest black silk and black, strappy stiletto heels that accentuated her firm, tight ass. Matt couldn’t wait to slide that scrap of fabric off of her and feel her body beneath his. But, first they’d go to dinner like a normal couple. Maybe have a few drinks afterward and then, a stroll along the lake. It didn’t matter. Their dates were always perfect. She was perfect. Almost.
“Are you ready, my dear?”
She smiled and slid her arm thr ough his as they left his room.
Chapter Four
Olivia dressed in a gorgeous, thin-strapped, black dress and the most comfortable stiletto heels she’d ever worn. Each room in her suite had closets full of incredible clothes, but these had seemed to call to her. The feel of the black silk kissing her bare skin sent shivers of desire through her. Luckily, she’d been given a great set of tits and didn’t require the added barrier of a bra between her nipples and the slink y fabric. Whenever she moved, her nipples reacted to its supple caresses. The shoes, expensive, with red soles and diamond accents, made her stand tall and proud. A quick spin in the mirror and she nodded her approval.
“If only Matt could see me now.”
A door opened and she rushed to the living area.
“Hello? Is someone there?”
She was just about to turn around, certain she’d been hearing things, when she saw him. There he was, standing before her! “Matt? What are you doing here?”
He said nothing. Matt stood there smiling at her with his hand extended, reaching for hers.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
Something wasn’t right. Why wasn’t he speaking? Did she look like a fool all gussied up like some French-whore? Better yet, what was he doing there? How had he known she was even at the River Jewel Resort?
“Why are you here? I thought you were in Chicago. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was coming here. I knew you’d be busy, so I just tossed my stuff into the car and started driving.”
The phone rang before he could answer her.
“Hello?”
“Good evening, Olivia.”
“Scarlet? Hi. Um, did you tell anyone I was here?”
“No.