Tempt Me (The Macintyre Brothers 1)

I took the file and flipped through the pages. She was attractive, but fashion wasn't something I was interested in. Frankly, I found it frivolous. A lot of to-do about nothing. Painfully self-absorbed.

"Not interested."

Marcella exhaled in frustration. "Take a look at these two. Maybe you can review them all and send me an email when you decide what you really want to see."

What I really want to see? At that moment, I really wanted to see Ella naked -- that's what I really wanted to see. Naked and on the huge bed in one of the Ritz-Carlton's best suites overlooking Central Park with her legs spread wide, while I pumped hard into her willing body.

I flipped through the other two files, but neither one caught my fancy.

"I'm sorry, Marcella. These are all great candidates," I said, realizing I had to keep on her good side. "They just don't do it for me at the moment. You might as well take all the files with you."

"Fair enough. I can go back to the well and find more suitable candidates."

"I appreciate all you do for me."

She ga

thered up her files and left the room, and while she gave me a smile on the way out, I could tell she was frustrated.

So was I.

Sexually frustrated and wanting to re-read Ella's story and then make a quick trip to the executive washroom.

Which I did.

I can't keep doing this...

Of course, I could and would. I was a man, after all. What I meant when talking to myself after I zipped up my slacks and washed my hands, was that I had to do something to force the issue with Ella one way or the other so I could move on.

Until I had her in my bed, or she told me to fuck off forever, I wouldn't be happy. I needed to finish what we started and so as I beat off in total frustration, I had the image of me with her ankles around my neck while I pumped my cock into her wet pussy on a plush king-sized bed at the Ritz-Carlton.

I needed to see that scene come to fruition, if it was at all possible.

When I got back to my desk in my office and had a sip of my now-cold coffee, I took in a deep breath and googled the hotel.

After I checked over the various options, I settled on one of the rooms with a view of Central Park. With a few keystrokes on my keyboard, I reserved a room and all I had to do was pick up the keys and the rest would be history. I reserved it for two full days so I could drop by on my way home and pick up the keys, and then I'd get to work early in the morning, before anyone else was there, and leave the key on Ella's desk.

If she wanted to come and have the fantasy she wrote about, I'd be there waiting. If she didn't show up, there was always my hand. I'd expended quite an effort on my dick since I met her and I could survive if she rejected my offer.

But I hoped she'd bite at the chance to live out her fantasy.

The fact that I starred in her fantasy fuck was threatening to make me hard once more, so I closed her file, shoved it off to the side of my desk, and decided to try to get some work done instead.

For the rest of the day, I tried to immerse myself in my work and finally, when my day was over at close to seven o'clock at night, I dropped by the Ritz-Carlton and picked up my room keys. I went up to the room to check it out and was happy that I'd gone through with it. I'd order some fresh flowers and some champagne for us, the way the male character in the story had, and tomorrow, I'd be waiting by the window for her to show up.

We'd fuck our brains out for an hour, and then, both of us would return to work for the rest of the day and no one would be the wiser.

Hopefully, I could convince her to return after work and spend the rest of the night with me. We'd have another round of fucking, and then room service, a hot tub bath, and more fucking before going to sleep on the luxurious bed, the curtains open to show the gorgeous skyline.

That was my plan.

As I went to bed that night, after yet another pitiful round of spanking the monkey while I imagined Ella and I going at it in the hotel room, I fell into my bed and slept like a baby.

I'd find out soon enough if my offer was enticing enough to overcome Ella's reluctance.

Chapter Nineteen

Ella