Built For Me (Middleton Hotels 1)

“Is that how it works with them?”

“Oh yeah. They try to let one of them take it from start to finish, then it’s managed as a team. Supposedly, it keeps them from bumping heads. And that seems to keep them successful.” I liked her even though I was very intimidated. This was going to be a long and depressing day.

Chapter 5

Jacob

The longest three months of my life were finally over. After the night I first met her, I didn’t wait for the sunlight to break before I checked out of the hotel. Thank fuck she’d been gone already, but I hadn’t slept a damn wink. My thoughts and heart were running fucking wild for the raven-haired beauty at the desk who I shouldn’t have been ogling like a creepy pervert. Leaving was the smartest thing to do. Since the moment I entered my room, I focused on making a ton of calls. One was to that asshat realtor, wondering if we could see the properties in the morning because I had to fly out by ten that night. I met him at the local Denny’s, and after a quick breakfast, we checked out the two other locations. By the time I landed back in Houston, I had the paperwork being processed to purchase all of the properties for a fraction of what they were worth. Having met Harley, they were worth much more to me.

The build was already underway and the old hotel was getting a nice facelift. None of the rooms were shut down, but an extension was being added, along with repaving and resurfacing of the outer brick. Now it was my time to inspect the place and claim what belonged to me. What sweet Harley Miller didn’t know was that she was mine. It wasn’t in the contract, but from the day I left, one of my personal guards flew out to keep tabs on her. He learned everything he could about her while maintaining a safe distance. Having been sent as a guard for the property, or so she believed, it was easy for him to maintain that façade.

I pulled up to the hotel in my Cadillac Escalade, parking it and making sure I didn’t look too old. I was acting like a pussy. Here was the girl I knew everything about, and thanks to my man, Tony, she knew a lot of good things about me and I was a fucking nervous wreck.

The men were working and it was noisy all around, so she didn’t hear the door as I came in. She was off talking to that fucking realtor, Bryan Little. Tony told me all about this guy creeping around, but since she wasn’t legal, he kept his comments clean. Either way, he didn’t have any business being around here. The building was sold to me and my family.

“Mr. Little, Ms. Miller is on the clock and needs to be doing her job,” I bit out, looking at the way he was staring at her blouse. The button at the center of her chest popped open. “Ms. Miller, may I see you in the manager’s office for a moment?” I asked with a stern look. My jealousy was seeping through my bones, and with a wave of my finger, Tony approached. “Tony, please man the front desk.”

I walked behind her as she went to the manager’s office. My eyes had been glued to her hourglass figure and her round ass that was sporting a really tight skirt. We stepped into the office and I locked the door behind me. She turned to face me and I reached out for her and tugged at her blouse, buttoning it again.

“Oh my God.” She was mortified, but I wasn’t upset with her. I was upset with that fucker who noticed it was undone and didn’t have the decency to say something.

“I’m so sorry, sir,” she muttered in embarrassment.

“Harley, how many times must I ask you to call me Jacob?” I questioned, inching closer to her as she stepped back from me until her ass hit the desk.

She lifted her chin at me and quirked her brow. “Well, since you snuck out like a thief in the night, it’s only been twice now.”

“Sweet little Harley, are you mad at me? Did you miss me?”

“No,” she rushed out.

“Don’t lie, my sassy, little beauty. I know you did. I missed you, too,” I confessed, running my finger along her silky skin down her collarbone and into the top of her cleavage.

“You left without a goodbye.” She looked mad at herself for confessing that, but I already knew that it bothered her. I will make that up to her.

“I ached to spread you across that counter and eat your creamy pussy until you begged me to let you come. Then I was going to stuff my thick cock into your pussy and fill it up with my cum,” I whispered against her ear. “And that, baby, was illegal. Now, I want your pussy and nothing is going to stop me as long as you want it.”

“I…I…”

“Now, don’t lie to me, Harley.”

“I wasn’t. I want you, too. But not here. I’m not going to give you my virginity in the manager’s office.”

“Hold up. You’re a virgin?”

“Yes, is that hard to believe?”

“A little, but that’s nothing on you, sweet Harley. Fuck. We’ll have to wait. A new staff member from one of my other hotels will be coming today to take over your shift.”

“What? You can’t do that. I need this job.”

“No, you don’t. What you need is to be tied to my bed and letting my seed fill you up until we make the next generation of Middletons.”

I leaned down and took her mouth hard and fast, kissing her in a moment of full possession. I moaned, pulling away from her mouth. “Perfect. I can’t wait until I have you spread out over our bed.”

The bell in front dinged. “Um. I have to get back to work,” she muttered, her eyes looked at mine. “You left me.”

“Well, I wasn’t looking forward to jail, which would take me away for a lot longer.”