(Part of Chapter 6)
Approaching the pristine doormat she stood in her taupe trench-coat as the fedora cascaded a shadow upon her face. Glancing along the hotel hallway she found herself to be alone. Reaching for the mat, there laid her invitation, a bronze penny. The penny was light in her palm, bearing a picture of a gate and a "one". Lightly knocking, the iron door knob turned.
"I was beginning to think you weren't going to show, that coin been under the rug all week."
"Was it going to stay out there?"
"Yes," his crooked smile peaked through.
Pushing against his broad chest she latched onto his lips pushing them further into the hotel room. Using her left foot she closed the door not breaking their kiss. Removing her hands from his chest she threw the hat across the room. His hands rested on her waist indulge in her scent. He began nuzzling her neck with delicate kisses.
"I needed you."
"You have me now."
He pauses searching for certainty in her eyes before unbuttoning her jacket leaving her in black lace corset.
"You're absolutely stunning."
He took her breath away when he grabbed both her thighs latching them around his waist, having her heels come off in the process, resting her back against the door. Her body temperature was rising, no one had ever made her feel like this and she couldn't take it.
"I don't know how much long-
"Hang in there." He said continuing to show each breast attention.
"I don't know how much longer I can-
"That little mouth of yours just doesn't stop does it?" He says out of breath looking into her round orbs.
"I don't know how much longer I can do this."
" Wait what?"
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