AWKwaRd, Victoria by Emme Burton

Author:Emme Burton [Burton, Emme]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01N8RM7M7
Goodreads: 32933973
Publisher: Emme Burton Books, LLC
Published: 2017-01-03T00:00:00+00:00

Victoria and I are clad in fluffy white hotel robes, standing with her back to my front in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in our suite and watching the boats go up and down the Hudson River as the sun sets. I wrap my arms tighter around her slim waist, nuzzle the crook of her neck and cover it with small kisses.

“Want to go out? There’s a great big city out there.”

“No, I’d rather stay in with you. Order something up and then go over the choreography.” Victoria turns in my arms and looks over my shoulder into the living room. “There’s enough room here. We just have to push the table out of the way.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, we can go out tomorrow night after the workshop. I should be asking you that question anyway. I’ve been to New York before. I used to live nearby when I was little. It’s your first time.”

“I’m fine staying in and rehearsing. Now, what should we eat? I’m starving.”

Victoria lifts my arm and ducks under it to go over to the desk and find the menu. Even bundled up in the much too large robe that gives her the appearance of being swallowed by a polar bear, she is graceful and sexy.

“I’ll order for us,” Victoria says as she picks up the phone and presses a single button.

I remove my robe and grab my favorite gray sweat shorts from my suitcase. I listen to her order as I put them on.

“Yes, the Liberty Suite. We’d like the kale and endive salad, the diver scallops and the New York rib eye. Medium rare.” She calls to me. “Is medium rare okay, Max?”

“Perfect.” My mouth waters, either from her ordering or the way she just said my name.

She continues, “Yes, medium rare. Uhm, asparagus. And some sparkling water. Oh, and some kind of chocolate desert. Whatever the chef chooses. Thank you.”

Hanging up the phone, she sighs. “Now, I’m really hungry. Dinner should be here in fifteen or twenty minutes. I should change.”

“No, stay in your robe. I want you to relax. You can put on something when we rehearse. Vic? Can I tell you something?”

“What?”

“You are the sexiest orderer I’ve ever met. I got a boner just listening to you say endive and diver scallops.”

Victoria giggles and runs and dives onto the round king bed, twisting as she does and landing flat on her back. “Max, you’re hilarious. I was ordering dinner, not reading porn.”

I look down at her from where I stand next to the bed. She’s sprawled out and her bathrobe has worked its way open. I can see one of her breasts heaving with her laughter and a hint of pussy. “Works like porn for me.”

She holds both her arms up and beckons me like a baby asking to be picked up. “Come here.”

I comply readily. Who am I to refuse some pre-dinner foreplay?

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