Bent_A Love's Complicated Novel by Hollis Wynn

Author:Hollis Wynn [Wynn, Hollis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

We are having the best day riding the trolley all over Boston. The hop-on hop-off tour is so much fun. Whit has been a gracious host and is exploring the sites with me that he’s so familiar with. We stop at the Boston Marathon bombing site, Paul Revere’s house, the Old North Church and even the walk around Fenway Park. I’m in awe of the rich history the city holds. It’s been a wonderful afternoon, holding hands, kissing, and exploring.

Whit stops at the front desk of my hotel and requests a bottle of wine be sent up to the room. Then he pulls me close as we wait for the elevator. I wish we could be together every day. That two cities and several states don’t separate us. Standing here so close to Whit makes me contemplate if there could be something here. If this thing between us could be real. Ever-lasting.

As we ride the elevator to my room, he holds me close. Turning toward me, he kisses me lightly. We break apart as the elevator arrives.

The ride is quick and I pull my key out of my bag as we walk toward the end of the hall where my room is located. Whit takes the key from me and inserts it in the lock while I stand beside him. He pushes open the door and ushers me in.

As soon as we make it through the door of my hotel room, our lips meet and he pulls me close to him. Our moans and heavy breathing overtake the room. My hands roam all over him at their own accord as he turns and pushes me back toward the door. I don’t even recognize the sounds coming from me.

“Ahhhh. Fuck.” I’m pretty sure I growl at him.

“You like that, do you?” His voice is graveling and sexy. I pull his shirt loose from his pants and slide my hands up his back. I need to touch him and be close to him. He pushes away from me and pulls my sweater up over my head. Next comes my tank-top, shoes and the rest of my clothes. Whit’s clothes and shoes are flying as fast as mine.

“On the bed. Now.” His voice is strong and powerful. Demanding even. There’s no question who’s in charge. That commanding voice sends sparks to my body. But it’s his blue eyes, darkened and full of need, that set me on fire. I follow his direction and sit down on the edge of the bed in nothing but my bra and panties. Waiting. Watching. Wanting.

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