"Let's drive, he said," I mutter, shaking the snow from my hair. "It will be fun."

"Stop bitching," my best friend, Seth, smiles.

"That's rich coming from you. We'll see a true bitch when you can't make it to the gym or coffee shop."

"Get inside. I'll get the bags."

"I'll see if they have any rooms."

Shaking the snow from myself again, I step into the hotel lobby. The front desk worker seems startled by my entrance, staring at me wide eyed.

"Hello," I smile widely trying to break the awkward tension. "I'm hoping to find two available rooms for the night."

"I'm sorry, Miss."

"Do yo know of anywhere close that can accommodate us?"

"The storm has unfortunately filled everyone close to capacity."

"Sleeping in the car it is," I sigh. "Thank you for your time."

"We did have a cancellation. It is a single room."

"Wouldn't be the first time we shared a bed."

"It is…It is the…The honeymoon suite," he stammers out.

"Oh, that's hilarious," I grin. "It's better than a freezing car. We'll take it."

X

"We get rooms," Seth asks as I meet him just inside the door.

"A room," I smirk. "Their last room."

"The look on your face says there is a catch. Single bed?"

"Single bed," I smile.

"What else? Is it under construction or something?"

"Nope. The room is perfectly fine. One might say the best room in the hotel."

"What would you say?"

"I say it's hilarious that they gave the honeymoon suite to the one person you would never have those kinds of feelings for. Here's your key." I hand over the keycard. "I'm going to see if the kitchen is still open," I nod to the diner across the parking lot. "I'm starving."

"Thanks," he mutters and I glance up to catch a strange look crossing his face.

"I'll bring you something," I smile, trying to decipher the look.

X

The shower is running when I return so I change quickly before exploring the room. An electric fireplace sits opposite the king size bed, two large picture windows framing the device. We're on the top floor so I'm sure the view is amazing behind the sheet of snow falling at an increasing rate. Turning, I move to put Seth's plate of food in the small kitchenette to find a bottle of champagne sitting on ice obviously left over from the original owners of the room. "Why is there no heater in here," I shiver.

"I think that's what the fireplace is for."

Turning back, I find Seth standing in a pair of gym shorts, water still clinging to his shoulders and chest. I watch a droplet make a slow trip down his chest and into the valley between his abs before being wiped away.

"Want me to," I shake my thoughts away, focusing on my friend in time to see him motion towards the fireplace.

"Yeah, thanks."

I move to crawl under the blankets when Seth's voice stops me. "What did you mean earlier?"

"Earlier is such a broad time frame."

"The one person I would never have those kinds of feelings for," he parrots,

"What part of that sentence confused you?"

"Anna, I…"

"Will always love me but as a sister," I state for him. "I know. And I'm fine with it."

"But," he pushes, turning to face me.

"You hit on everything you can fit between the legs of but me…Nothing," I plop on the edge of the bed. "What does that say about me? It can be a blow to the ego sometimes especially…"

"Especially when your ex is flaunting his new plaything every chance he gets," he finishes, sitting in front of me.

"Yeah. That."

Sliding closer, he tilts my head so our eyes meet. "I do have those feelings for you."

"Don't lie, Seth," I growl, pulling away. "It's…"

My thought is erased as his lips crash into mine. "I'm not lying, Anna," he breathes. "Everyone else…they were to numb the fact you didn't want me."

"Seth," I sigh. "You don't…"

"I've been hiding it for too long. Maybe it's time to let it out if nothing more than to soothe your ego. I know you're too good for me and it will never be anything else."

Something inside me snaps at his words and I launch myself at the man, lips clashing with his.

"Anna, Sweetheart…" he pants as I wrap my legs around his waist.

"Don't just give me pretty words, Rollins. Show me."

His hands drag my shirt up and over my head, his lips immediately diving for my chest. "So beautiful," he mutters against my skin.

I roll my hips searching out any kind of friction, pulling a low groan from the man as I brush along the hardening ridge beneath. The noise sends an indescribable thrill through me sending my hips on a desperate search to make him repeat the noise. He reaches down to grip me rolling me just how he needs me. I don't even realize we've left the bed until my back slams against the soft mattress, Seth untangling my legs from around his waist to drag my sleep shorts and panties down my legs.

"I've waited so long for this," he mumbles, trailing his lips down my torso. He stops at my lower belly nuzzling along the skin there as he watches my face. Slowly, he drapes one leg and then the other over his shoulders. "Waited so long," he states nuzzling along my thighs, "to find out if you taste as good as you look." His head dips and a long broad tongue stroke has me groaning which he echoes. "Like honey on my tongue," he smirks.

"You fucking tease," I growl, wrapping my fingers through his hair.

"You love it," he smirks, allowing me to lower his face to my slit. His tongue alternates between swirling around my clit slowly and fucking my hole with gusto.

"Seth," I whine as he brings me to the edge for the fourth time before changing course. "Please."

"What do you need," he asks against me.

"You," I groan. "Fucking me."

"Now who is the one with the pretty words," he chuckles, crawling up my body. "Say it again, Sweetheart."

I groan in frustration, reaching for his cock between us."

"Uh uh," he cackles, gathering both my hands above my head in one of his. "Say it again."

"I hate that cackle of yours."

"That is not what you said. Say it," he grins, teasing his cock up and down my slit.

"Fucking tease."

"Close. You know what I want to hear, Sweetheart. Say it."

"I want you, Seth. Fucking me."

"That is exactly what I wanted to hear," he growls against my ear as he slowly sheaths himself.

"Fuck," I breathe as he bottoms out, my body stretching and adjusting around him. His hips pulse experimentally as he waits, his eyes never leaving mine. Reaching up I tangle one hand in his hair again, the other intertwining our fingers. His eyes move to stare at our hands. "Seth," I groan, tilting his head down to meet my eyes again. "If you don't move soon, I'm going to explode."

His fingers tighten around mine as his hips start to slide slowly against mine.

"Seth," I whine, trying to spur him faster.

"You're going to get what you need, just at my pace."

"Mmm," I hum, pulling him down for a deep kiss. "Can I at least get it harder," I whisper against his lips. I gasp as he immediately bucks harshly into me. "Yeah. That's what I need, Baby," I keen arching against him, needing to feel as much of his body as possible to convince myself this is real. "Just like that."

He growls burying his face against my neck, sucking and nipping at the skin. "Just like that," he growls against my skin.

"Yes."

The only sounds filling the room is my keening and his grunts as I try to hold back the orgasm building with every stroke.

"I can't last much longer, Sweetheart," he finally groans against my ear. "Come for me."

I finally let go of the tentative hold allowing the pleasure to surge through me, clamping around him.

"Fuck Anna," he snarls, snapping his hips into me. "Floor," he orders, pulling away and I slide onto my knees in front of him. My mouth popping open as he levels his cock to it, his frenzy hand jerking himself to completion across my tongue. I swallow his load, smirking up at him.

"I don't deserve you," he chuckles pulling me up his body, wrapping an arm around my waist to support me.

"Hopefully, you want to keep me for a while," I smile, running my hand across his chest. "I would like to continue this."

"How does forever sound?"