Penny’s heart was racing, pounding so hard that she was afraid Jordan would be able to hear it as they walked in the silence of the night. Not too far off, music from the club next door boomed out into the night, followed by the shouts and laughter of drunks coming and going.
She was breaking all the rules she had for herself with Jordan, and yet, she couldn’t muster enough to care about it. Bottom line was she wanted this man, craved his touch, and fuck it, she only turned twenty-one once in her life. She should have fun.
The night air had a cool breeze sliding through her legs, cooling the overheated apex between her thighs. She hadn’t expected him to touch her so boldly inside a restaurant, but she couldn’t deny her attraction to him. She wanted him and by god, she’d have him tonight. The good news was that he was on board with that plan.
As they cleared the restaurant and entered the alley that led out to the street where they’d meet the car he’d called, he grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. She stumbled into his chest, gasping, as her free hand went to his chest to steady herself.
He kept hold of her hand, planting it behind her back level with her hips and walked her backward. Maybe she should have been scared. This man that she barely knew, that she didn’t even know his last name, was walking her into the dark of an alley. Her back hit the wall.
“Tell me you want me,” he whispered as he dipped his head to hers. He stopped, mere centimeters from her. “Tell me. I need to hear it.”
Her breathing was ragged, but only because he was stealing all the air. His bright tropical eyes were focused intently on her.
“Penny,” he whispered. “Tell me.”
“I want you,” she purred out.
He let out a groan that sounded almost like relief and closed the distance. As he kissed her, he closed his hand around her thigh, sliding up under her skirt until his big hand came in contact with the flesh of her ass, with only her soft underwear between his hand and her skin.
The action turned her into an inferno, a moan escaping her even as he thrust his tongue into her mouth, sliding along hers.
They broke apart, both gasping for breath, but they stayed intertwined together. Penny smiled up at him, even as darkness passed over his gaze. But it was fleeting and gone within a few seconds, like it never had been there. He brushed his fingertips over her jaw.
“Bet that car is looking for us,” he whispered as he rested his forehead against hers. The act was so gentle, so tender that she had the urge to move her arms up to his neck and hold him close.
But that wasn’t what they were doing was it? It was about sex. It was about her being adventurous on her birthday.
She nodded and stepped clear of him. “We should go.”
“You sure you want to come back to some random hotel with a man you just met?”
She smiled tightly. “I’ve done worse things.”
His frown deepened but he moved back so she could step clear of the wall. He took her hand, waited as she smoothed her dress back down into some form of modesty. He seemed preoccupied, but he quietly led her out of the alley to where, in fact, the car was waiting for them.
~*~*~
They found their ride impatiently waiting for them when they emerged from the alley. Jordan opened the back door for her and got in beside her. As he gave the driver the address to the hotel he was staying at, Penny suddenly felt a little out of her league. The hotel he’d mentioned was one of the most expensive in the city. Was he truly a mechanic? Or had he embellished a little? Made himself out to be less than he was? Maybe he owned a chain of garages or something.
God, he was gorgeous. So incredibly gorgeous. When he touched her body, her entire being turned to fire beneath his palms. The feel of his hands on her body still lingered, the ghost of them still hot against her skin, though he hadn’t really touched her directly without clothing barriers.
As he settled back in the seat, he put his arm around her and pulled her against him, her head against his chest. He let out a contented sigh as his fingertips played against her shoulder. She ran her hand against his chest, feeling the hard planes of muscles beneath that incredibly weird bird shirt. As her fingers hit something—maybe a scar? —he placed his hand over hers, trapping it against his sternum then ran her hand down his chest to the front of his pants.
“Do you feel what you do to me?” he murmured into her hair. “I can’t wait to feel you around my dick.”
He was definitely hard, and his size was impressive. She glanced up at him and smiled as she closed her fist around his cock through his jeans, running her hand the length of the hard bulge. He groaned.
“We’ll take care of that soon,” she promised.
He tilted her head up and kissed her, long and leisurely, like he had all night to taste her. She supposed they did. She had to work in the morning, but she’d buy an energy drink on her way into work. The torture through work tomorrow would be well worth what this man was bringing, if his touch now was anything to gauge by.
Entirely not soon enough, they pulled up to the hotel, much to Penny’s relief. Jordan paid the driver and they got out. The doorman nodded and held open the door for them as Jordan took her hand and led her through the lobby. He was like a tank with a one-track mind, pulling her at almost a run to get to the elevator.
As they entered, another couple got in too, so they had to stand there, both of them seething with sexual tension. Long minutes passed, a lifetime until that couple found their floor and exited the elevator.
As soon as the door shut, Jordan pulled her into his arms, lifting her up by her ass. She wrapped her legs around his waist as their mouths met. He turned on his feet and her back slammed into the wall of the elevator.
“Can’t wait…” he breathed as she gasped, taking a rare breath before his tongue snaked into her mouth again. Then he dropped light kisses down her throat, along her collarbone. On the other side, she could see their reflection in the mirror.
Her cheeks were tinted pink, whether from desire or the heat they were generating, she wasn’t sure. His back was tensed, and she enjoyed watching his muscles flex beneath the shirt that was stretched across his shoulders. His hips pressed against hers, rubbing against her heat, even though they were both still dressed as he pushed against her like he was already inside her.
Her core ached to feel that hard shaft penetrate her. His lips trailed down her neck, pressing against the column of her throat. She groaned as the elevator dinged and opened. She didn’t want to stop, almost considered the idea of taking another trip down and then back up in the thing, but he pulled away, taking the choice from her.
He barely set her down before they were both rushing down the hall, his hand pulling her along for the ride. He fumbled with the key card to the door and pushed the heavy thing open to the darkness. As it shut behind them, he flipped on the light, bathing the room in a soft warm glow.
Penny stared at the room, which was more suite than hotel room. There was a sitting area directly in front of them, a wooden coffee table stained mahogany in the center. A cream-colored sofa was on one side and matching armchairs around the ends of the table. Beneath the furniture there was an area rug that was looked so soft she debated laying on the floor just to feel it.
“Jesus,” she whispered, trying hard to keep her mouth from unhinging in awe. “This place is beautiful. I’ve never been anywhere like this.”
“The company I work for pays for it,” he admitted. He seemed just a little annoyed by it, but the reaction was fleeting. He took her purse and hung it on a coat rack by the door and then led her to the couch. “Have a seat. Want a drink?”
She nodded as she took a seat on the soft sofa that probably cost more than her entire apartment did. He poured something behind her, the glass clinking against glass.
But the room had an effect on her. It slowed down her libido, pulling her right to a stop, like she was suddenly sober. Jordan really was out of her league, if this room was any indication, and she was fairly sure that he had to be more than just a mechanic. Maybe he owned several? Like a chain of them?
Whatever. She wasn’t looking for forever. She was looking for a good night and that was exactly what she was going to give herself tonight.