Sorry for the delay and not responding to reviews. I've been epically lazy and went on a binge with reading Avenger fanfics.
A blush quickly lit up Bella's face.
"Come on. I didn't rent that room so that we could sit out here." The words came out blunter than I intended , but she was still too stunned from my last comment take notice. I stood and grabbed my bags, as well as hers.
Bella dropped the muffin and followed me out. As we walked towards the hotel she became more and more nervous. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we walked.
"No need to be nervous. I'll treat you with plenty of care." I whispered into her ear. "I know you're already picturing it, me fucking you."
"We're in public." Bella tried to move away from me, but I kept her close. I spotted the busboy I had paid earlier, and he nodded at me, silently telling me he delivered the flowers to my room.
"Doesn't that make it more exciting?" Bella didn't respond, only blushing harder. "I'll take that as a yes." I pushed the elevator button, waiting for it to descend. We were both looking at the small screen above the elevator as the number steadily counted down. "The moment we step into this elevator we're going to start our fun even if there are people in there- and we're not going to stop till you're exhausted." Bella grinned and turned towards me. She stood on her toes and whispered to me.
"What makes you so certain that I'll be the first one who's exhausted?" And there was that bite of personality that I enjoyed so much- those glimpses of the vixen I'm sure she was becoming. I only grinned in response.
The elevator pinged and opened. No one else was waiting with us and everyone on the elevator began leaving
"You're lucky, but I'm sure we'll have many opportunities." We stood aside as a family exited. I could feel Bella's excitement growing.
"I know how much you doing lascivious things in small, public spaces like this." She said and I ushered her in with my hand on the small of her back. I dropped our bags and quickly pushed the button to the top floor. Before the elevator doors could even slide shut I had Bella's back against the wall and my hand up her shirt.
A lace bra, how enticing... With a small twist of my hand it was unhooked as our lips met. She was so warm. I gently urged her mouth open, meeting her slick tongue with my own. Bella hitched her leg up and tore open my button up shirt.
I held back a grin. She's gotten bolder.
The door started sliding open, causing Bella to freeze up.
"We'll catch the next one." A man mumbled from outside the elevator. Bella tried to back away from me slightly, but was trapped by the wall.
"Don't ever let anyone else stop you from getting satisfaction." I said to her, trying to hide my frustration, but I'm sure some of it leaked into my voice. She nodded at me and I picked up our bags. "The next floor is ours." Bella grabbed my hand as I looked at the floor numbers.
"Why are you mad?" I turned back towards her. Her question made me smile. I was the empathy, not her.
"I'm not angry. I just need to pull out the card to our room so I can lay you out on the bed as soon as possible." It was the truth. I wasn't angry, just eager... and maybe a little sexually frustrated.
The door slid open and we headed towards our room. An old man with an ice bucket gave us a look of disapproval. I glared at him and he quickly dropped his eyes to the floor.
"We do look a sight." Bella said while holding back her laughter.
"It's not my fault you ruined my shirt. There's at least five of my buttons laying in that elevator." I tried to embarrass her, but her smile only grew bigger. I swiped the keycard and opened the door for her. While walking in she looked at me over her shoulder. Her eyes traveled up and down my body.
"You look better without a shirt anyways."
What do you think of their lil' make-out session? Of Bella's last line?