She glanced about the hotel room, her eyes going wide as she drank in the opulent details. “This is gorgeous. And look at that view.”
Her shoes dropping on the floor, she went to the window and stared out at the night sky, her lips slightly parted.
Yes, the view was spectacular, looking over all of San Francisco and the Bay. The city lights twinkled and shone in the dark night, the sound of the traffic from below a quiet rush of noise.
But he wasn’t interested in the view. He was only interested in the woman who occupied the room.
Justin went to her, standing behind her and resting his hands on her bare shoulders. Her skin was warm, smooth and soft and he stroked her there, his fingers trailing lightly.
“Your dress is amazing,” he murmured as he slid his hands over her slim shoulders. Her back was entirely exposed and the trailing, transparent long ties of her halter top hid the subtle sexiness.
It was extremely sexy. All of her exposed skin he wanted to touch, kiss and lick.
Lifting the ties of the halter, he draped them over her left shoulder, exposing the slender curve of her back. Her skin was smooth, lightly dotted with freckles and she shifted. Her shoulder blades showed sharp beneath her skin.
“I love it, too.” She paused, as if considering what she was going to say next. “I was disappointed earlier this evening because I didn’t think you were going to see me in it.”
And she’d wasted it on another man, too. Some blond asshole that looked too damn cocky for his own good. That guy had flirted with every single woman who passed him by. Justin had kept an eye on him the entire night.
He wanted to know who the jerk was and why Stephanie had accompanied him to the event. She’d brushed him off, told Justin the man didn’t mean anything to her but they’d spoken more than once throughout the evening. They’d even sat together for a while at the table with the skinny woman in the gold dress. That skinny woman had been vaguely familiar but from across the room he couldn’t quite place her.
It didn’t matter. Hell, none of it should matter considering he had Stephanie with him now.
“I’m glad I got to see you wear it,” he finally said, letting his fingers trail down the narrow column of her spine. She shivered beneath his touch, a harsh inhale sounding in the still room and his cock strained against the fly of his trousers.
He swallowed hard, praying for restraint. Always their lovemaking was too fast, too hurried, too out of control. Tonight he wanted to take his time, really take his time. He always swore he would, that he’d explore her body thoroughly and learn her every secret but he always became too anxious. Too eager to be inside her hot, tight pussy, buried balls deep and close to climax within minutes of being inside her.
Gritting his teeth, he pushed those thoughts aside and concentrated on her. On the way he touched her, the way she reacted to him.
No, he didn’t want to rush this. They had a gorgeous—and very expensive—hotel room for the night. He wanted to take full advantage.
“Did you have this room prearranged Justin?”
He loved the way she said his name, she didn’t say it enough. “No. I got it right after I left the party.”
“They had a room available on a Saturday night?” She sounded surprised.
As if she didn’t believe him.
What the hell, did she think he had this room already scoped out so he could bring any female he happened to pick up at a charity event back up here?
What kind of player asshole did she really think he was?
Grasping her by the arms, he turned her around so she faced him, so she could see the sincerity in his eyes, on his face. “They have special rooms always set aside for VIP guests and well, I’m a VIP guest. So yes I got this room, tonight, just for us.”
She stared up at him, her lips trembling, her pretty sea-blue eyes wide. She didn’t say anything, she looked scared to death and he gave her a little shake.
“I’m only with you, Stephanie. I’m not seeing any other women. I’m not out there picking up random girls at charity galas for the love of God. I’m with you.”
“O—okay.” Her voice was shaky and she looked rattled by his words.
Justin gave her another little shake. “I have no interest in other women when I know I can have you.”
Her eyes softened and she pursed her lips, cocking her head to the side. “Oh Justin...”
“I mean it.” Hell yes, he meant it. Never before had he been so brutally honest with a woman and though his admission only scratched the surface in how he felt about Stephanie, at least he was making progress.
The doubt all over her face said so much though. Like maybe she didn’t believe him. Maybe she didn’t even believe in him. That thought alone almost brought him to his knees.