Page 114 of Hot Summer Nights

Like Mr. Hunter’s room, mine has a shag rug too only in cream. There’s another king-size bed in this room too and floor to ceiling windows along one wall that looks out over the strip. I notice that it’s dark out and all of the lights are on outside. I never even realized how late it must have gotten as I was looking around the place. Mr. Hunter must be done with work now. As I think that I hear him clear his throat behind me and I turn to look at him.

“I ordered room service if you are hungry.”

“I’m starving.” I say as my stomach starts to grumble.

I realize that I haven’t eaten all day so I set down my backpack and follow him back into the living room where a silver cart is sitting covered with silver domes of covered food. He lifts a lid and smiles at me telling me to dig in while he goes to get cleaned up.

He walks back down the hallway and I make a beeline for the food. I lift one lid to reveal spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread on the side. My mouth starts to water as I pick up a slice of garlic bread and bite into it. I moan out loud as the buttery garlic flavor hits my tongue and it’s then that I hear a choked sound coming from behind me. I spin around and see Mr. Hunter standing there staring at me with a hungry look on his face. I have the feeling that he’s not hungry for the food though and I’m starting to think that I might be in over my head.

FIVE

OLIVER

I can’t believe how turned on I am from just a few brushes of her against me. Hearing her moan around that bite of garlic bread almost has me coming in my pants. In the bathroom, when I had held her, she had felt so perfect molded up against me. When she mentioned which room would be hers, I had thrown out that she could stay in my room with me and I had been praying that she would take me up on it. Unfortunately, she didn’t. I had to take a moment once I had shown her the food to get myself under control.

She takes her plate and plops down on the edge of the couch. I quickly grab my plate and head over to sit down next to her. I rack my mind for something to talk about.

“How was the rest of your day?”

“Pretty uneventful. I just checked out the penthouse and made a list of groceries to buy. I meant to ask you about how you want me to pay for groceries and stuff.”

I think about her leaving the penthouse and start to panic. I can’t let her outside. Some other man will see her and try to steal her from me. She’s too perfect and I know that people will see that and try to keep her for themselves.

“Just make up a list and I’ll have the groceries delivered. We can just order room service or eat at one of the restaurants here if you like.”

“I thought that I was supposed to be helping out here? So, wouldn’t that mean going grocery shopping and cooking and cleaning around here? Plus, I actually really like to cook so I’d like to do that. I’m not even sure what else you really need me to do around here.”

“You can cook. That would actually be great. I don’t get homecooked meals very often. Housecleaning comes and cleans twice a week so I’ll just need you to keep an eye on things here.”

I’m racking my brain to come up with other things for her to do that won’t include her leaving my home.

“That’s it? Seems pretty easy. What should I do with all of my spare time? Cause I feel like I won’t really be doing anything.”

“Just handle the cooking and supervising for now and that would be perfect. You can do whatever you want up here in your spare time.”

I can tell that she’s a little skeptical but she lets it go. I turn on the tv after that and ask her what she wants to watch and she ends up choosing some cooking show. She watches it in silence as she finishes eating and I watch her as I finish mine.

We watch tv in companionable silence and over the course of the night I manage to scoot closer to her and rest my arm along the back of the couch over her shoulder. She’s relaxed into me too and I don’t even think that she’s conscious that she’s done it.

I smileto myself as I think about how she’s comfortable around me already. I love thinking about how her body already knows it wants me with the way she’s leaning into me. She catches me staring at her and she starts to blush and squirm. I get hard as the soft pink flushes her cheeks and spreads down her neck to disappear under the v of her shirt. I’m dying to see how far down that blush goes. I notice her squirming. She’s crossing and tensing her legs and I know that she’s as turned on as I am. I would do anything to kiss her right now and help to ease the ache. To take her to our room and love her body all night but I don’t think that she’s quite there yet and I want to make sure that she is comfortable with everything that we do. Soon, I promise myself.

Instead, I rest my arm more firmly on her shoulders instead of the couch and stare back at the tv. Cooking shows aren’t really my thing but I would watch them every night for the rest of my life if it meant getting to keep her by my side and get to hold her like this.

After spending another hour more turned on then I’ve ever been in my entire life, Harper starts to wiggle and stands up. She turns to me with that same faint blush appearing on her cheeks.

“I’m going to go ahead and turn in. Um, thanks for dinner. It was nice. I’ll get you that grocery list first thing in the morning.”

I stand up too and turn the tv off before I turn to face her.

“I’m going to turn in too. I’ll walk you to your room.”

I turn and take her hand as we slowly walk down the hallway. I’m a little surprised that she lets me hold her hand but when I try to look at her face, she’s got her head down so I can’t read it. I stop outside her door and turn to face her, putting my finger under her chin to turn her face up to mine.

“I had a very pleasant evening with you. Thank you.”

With that, I lean down and kiss her gently on the corner of her mouth. As soon as my lips make contact she gasps and her mouth opens. The opportunity is too great for me to resist and I shift, molding my lips to hers and licking my way into her mouth. She moans and her fingers twine around my neck as she pulls me closer. She kisses me back passionately, and even though she’s inexperienced it’s still the best kiss of my life. The thought that she hasn’t done this with other people gets me even hotter.

I push her back against the wall and press my body against hers as I eat at her mouth. She moans into me again when I bite her bottom lip gently. She kisses me back harder and soon her hands have found their way into my hair and she’s pulling roughly at the strands. She could pull it all out for all I care as long as she keeps her lips pressed to mine with her slim little body pressed tightly against mine.

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