She'd panicked...she'd left work several hours early and spent almost an hour trying to decide on what to wear. Dinner had been going so nicely, he was a wonderful companion and she was thoroughly enjoying spending the evening with him. And then he'd kissed her.
And Diane Lockhart, law firm partner/owner and the city's top litigator had panicked, because really, "what was she doing"?. So she had left. She just simply had to, because with just that one kiss he had turned her world upside down. But not before kissing him again, because she had really wanted to kiss him again. She still wanted to kiss him, but she also really wanted to do "other" things with him and to him. And if he did "other" things as well as he kissed then she was in deep deep trouble.
Now she was pacing in the sitting area of the hotel lobby, feeling torn between leaving and going back to him. She really wanted to go back to him.
Her cell phone buzzing in her purse caught her attention causing her to stop pacing the floor, swiping the screen open she saw a text waiting, from him.
**Diane, are you ok? Where are you?"** Even after she had walked away from him, he was concerned about her. *Oh damn. I am so way in over my head here.* she thought to herself, watching her rebellious traitorous fingers send a reply **Yes. Lobby sitting area near the outside garden**. Staring at the screen, she took a deep breath and waited for his reply. It did not come as a text.
Kurt McVeigh was not going to just give up. He was having difficulty believing that she had left because of their political differences. Things had been going so well, and she seemed to be having a good time. He had certainly been enjoying her company. Her smile just lit up the room and her laugh was so infectious. He couldn't remember the last time he had enjoyed a date so much. And then, unable to stop himself, he kissed her. And instead of pulling away from him she had leaned in, kissing him back and leaving him just more than a little entranced. And then she had left.
But she had kissed him before she walked away, and not just a little peck on the lips. No, this kiss was all her soft lips sliding against his, their tongues melded together, soft and warm and wet, leaving him more than just a little breathless. Damn, but she could kiss. And he really wanted to kiss her again.
Nope, he was not letting her just walk away. But when he got to the hotel lobby she was nowhere to be seen. *damn* he thought. Concerned about where she had gone he sent a quick text, scanning the large room again. Just as her reply came across the screen on his phone he caught a flash of blue out of the corner of his eye.
Crossing the room he walked up behind her and slipped his left arm around her waist, pulling her up against him, his right hand curling around her upper arm before slowly sliding down to her hand, lacing his fingers with hers, trapping her cell phone between their hands.
He had caught her off guard and she sucked in a sharp breath. "Kurt..." the rest lost as he nuzzled against her, his lips soft on her neck below her ear. Catching her gold hoop earring in his teeth he tugged on it lightly, the sensation of his soft breath in her ear and the earring tugging on her earlobe causing another gasp to escape her, her head falling back on his shoulder. "oh god..." her sigh soft and breathy. Releasing her earring, he left a trail of soft bites along her neck, smiling to himself every time she gasped at his actions.
She was lost, just lost. Because he was VERY very good at what he was doing! And dammit, all he was doing was kissing her neck and she felt like she could just fly apart in his arms. If this is how he makes her feel and she's still fully dressed, heaven help her if he ever got her naked. She knew she wouldn't stand a chance, and right now all she wanted was his hands on her bare skin, everywhere, anywhere that he could touch, his hands, his lips, his...
She gasped again as his left hand slid from her waist to rest just below her breast, his thumb slowly rubbing higher until he felt her nipple harden in response and then he bit her neck again, right below her ear, smiling at the strangled noise that came from her throat. "oh my god"...she moaned, her fingernails digging into the back of his hand. Yep, she was a goner and she knew it.
Nuzzling her ear again he softly whispered "are you sure you still want to leave?" leaving another kiss on her neck.
She tried to answer him, but the words wouldn't come, softly clearing her throat she turned her head a little "Leave? Yes, I probably should leave." her statement bringing disappointment with it. "But I am more than certain that I absolutely want to stay!" Because there was no way in hell she was leaving until he had finished what he'd started.
Pulling her hand free from his she turned in his arms, wrapped her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. And when he responded, his lips sliding against hers, tongues melded together, warm and soft and wet, her knees gave way. Pulling her up against his chest he broke the kiss.
"Honey, we need to go somewhere else right now or we're liable to get kicked out of here for indecent something, I'm sure." his words causing her to laugh. "OK, let's go...somewhere..." her smile positively brilliant.
Letting her go just enough to remove his jacket he draped it around her shoulders and then handed her phone back to her, muting it she dropped it in her purse. "What, why are you giving me your jacket? Aren't we going upstairs?"
"We are, I just thought you might want it since you didn't bring one" sliding his hand inside the jacket and up her body, his hand resting on her breast again, she could feel her body responding to his touch, her eyes drifting closed, a slight blush warming her cheeks. She was smart and he knew she had figured it out as soon as his hand touched her again.
"Um, yes, I can see your point, thank you", her formality causing him to laugh. Grasping the lapels of his jacket her pulled her in for another kiss.
Slipping his arm around her shoulders he held her close as they headed for the elevators that would take them up to the 5th floor and his room. Focused as they were on each other, neither saw the dark skinned man watching them as they crossed the lobby. His shrewd eyes following until they entered the elevator. He smiled as he ran his hand over his shaved head, a plan forming in his mind.
