I scooped her into my arms, making her squeak with surprise before it turned into laughter. Fuck…that sound was such a damn turn on. Holding her securely against me, I padded to the ensuite bathroom. After I flipped on the light, I set her gently on the marble counter. I took care of the condom before walking over to the large, glass shower and using the key pad to choose a setting and temperature.
When I turned back to Autumn, her eyes were wide and she shook her head. “I’m still awed by this bathroom. I’ve never seen anything so extravagant,” she remarked as her eyes swept over the rest of the space. “There must have been one hell of a glitch for me to have been put in this room.”
It was a perfect opening for me to explain about who I was and that I owned the hotel. I knew this wasn’t going to get any easier the longer I waited. But, I didn’t know how she would react and didn’t want to take the chance of it ruining the rest of the night. Not when my time was limited because of her upcoming trip. I inwardly sighed. Fucking coward. My eyes drifted over her incredibly sexy, naked body. No, not a coward, just obsessed and addicted. Now that I’d had a taste…there was no going back.
I took the few steps back to her and put my hands on her knees, spreading her legs so I could stand between them. Then I glided each palm over her silky skin, up her thighs, over her stomach, to cup her magnificent tits. I’d been right, they fit perfectly in my palms. She gasped when I pushed them up and sucked one hard nipple into my mouth. Her back bowed and her hands flew to my biceps.
I gave equal attention to her other breast before claiming her mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. My hands moved to her ass and I yanked her forward so my hard as steel shaft was grinding against her wet pussy. “Still drenched,” I groaned. “You feel so—oh, fuck!” I bellowed the last part because she’d reached between us and wrapped her hand around my cock.
I pumped into her fist a couple of times before taking a deep breath to regain control and removing her grip on my appendage. Hurt sparked in her coffee eyes, and I swiftly framed her face with my large hands. “I don’t have another condom, baby, and if you keep touching me like that, I’m going to lose it and fuck you bare right here.”
Autumn’s eyes lowered, and her mouth twisted into a smirk before she looked back up at me. “Okay.”
There was something in her tone and expression that made me suspicious but before I could delve into it, she shoved me back. I hadn’t been expecting the move, so I stumbled backwards, giving her room to hop off the counter.
She grasped my hand and practically danced over to the steaming glass enclosure. With another coquettish glance, she opened the door and drew me in after her.
I was intrigued, and she was so fucking cute that I let her take the lead for the moment. She positioned me under the spray of one of the five showerheads, then turned and plucked a little bottle of body wash from the built-in shelf on the wall. Using her thumb, she flicked up the lid and poured a good amount of the liquid into her open palm. Then she rubbed her hands together, building lather.
It was obvious what her intention was, but even though I saw it coming, I was still jolted by the feel of her touch. Her hands slowly roamed over my body and my hands clenched into fists as I held in the urge to take control. I wasn’t sure whether I was dying for the torture to end, or desperate for it to continue.
When she’d lathered every part of me, she turned me into the spray and washed away all the suds.
I swallowed hard, so fucking grateful that it was my turn, but before I could make a move, she dropped to her knees in front of me.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned at the gorgeous sight of her kneeling before me with a sassy smile gracing her puffy lips. She grasped my stiff cock in both hands and licked the tip before taking it in her mouth. For the record, I was one hundred percent right. I would never, ever forget what she looked like in that moment.
Without warning, she plunged down on my dick, taking me to the back of her throat. “Shit!” I nearly shouted. “Oh, fuck, yeah, baby!”
Once again, I tried to give her the power, but when she swallowed and looked up at me through her lashes, I fucking lost it. My hands dove into her hair and I gripped it to hold her head in place as I moved my hips, slowly at first, then picking up speed. My cock bumped the back of her throat and she gagged a little before quelling the reflex and swallowing the tip. My eyes wanted to roll to the back of my head, but I kept them locked with hers. The hunger in them and her moans of satisfaction soothed my worry that I was being too rough.
She let go of my cock with one hand and cupped my balls, rolling them around before lightly squeezing. “Autumn, fuck, baby. I’m going to come,” I rasped.
She hummed and swirled her tongue around the head of my cock. Knowing I was right on the edge, I gave her one last warning. “Baby, I’m going to come in your mouth if you don’t stop.” She inhaled through her nose and plunged her head down, sucking hard and deep. “Fuuuuuck!” This time, my eyes did roll to the back of my head as I dropped it back and shouted as I came.
“Spend the day with me today, sunshine.”
Autumn lifted her head from where it had been resting on my chest and blinked sleepily. She was lying on top of me like I was a body pillow, her arms wrapped around me and her legs spread out on both sides of mine. After our shower, I’d taken her back to bed and held her until she fell asleep. While she napped, I made a call and fifteen minutes later, I had a box of condoms stashed in the drawer beside the bed. It was good that I’d thought ahead since I found myself reaching for her and making love to her twice more that night. It was early morning now and we were depleted of all our energy. She seemed to consider it for a moment then frowned. “I wish. But, I have work stuff,” she sighed and laid her head back down.
“You don’t want to be just a little bit bad and play hookie?” I coerced playfully. I tilted her head back and grinned down at her. “I’ve seen your naughty side, baby. Don’t pretend it’s not there.”
Her cheeks flushed, making my smile widen. This woman was adorable. Perfect. And damn it, I was fucking keeping her. I just needed to figure out how.
Autumn drew circles on my sternum, looking thoughtful. The light touch wasn’t meant to be seductive, but my dick was clearly misinterpreting it. Autumn raised an eyebrow as my erection grew and pressed into her belly. I wanted her, that was no secret, so I just winked making her giggle.
“The conference ends at one. Then I have to pack, but we can meet up after that and spend the rest of the day together.”
I pretended to pout and looked at her longingly. “That’s not nearly enough time to get through my list.”
She cocked her head to the side, her expression curious. “List?”
“My list of all the things I want to do with you, all the ways I want to fuck you, and everything I can think of to make sure you leave here completely addicted to me.”
Her eyes heated and she squirmed, rubbing herself all over my solid shaft. I groaned and grabbed her ass to keep her in place. “Don’t move like that, baby. We both need sleep and if you keep wiggling on my dick, I’m going to fuck you so hard you’ll pass the hell out and then you’ll miss out on the conference and spending the day with me.”
Autumn gasped and looked at me with wide eyes. Then her expression turned impish as she shifted so my hard on was cradled between her thighs. “Was that supposed to be a threat?” she teased.
I burst out a full on belly laugh and dragged her up my body so I could hug her and plant a kiss on her delectable mouth.
“Spend the day with me,” I tried again on a whisper.
Autumn looked torn so I captured her lips once more for a slow, sensual kiss, making her moan.
“I’ll make you a deal,” she panted when I finally let her up for air. “Most of the workshops today are not on my specialty. However, the keynote speaker is someone I really admire and want to see. Her talk is from ten to eleven. I’ll skip the morning sessions and we can sleep in a little. At ten, I’ll go see her
speak and take thirty minutes to pack right after. Then I’m all yours.”
“Damn right, you’re all mine,” I said under my breath. If she heard me, she didn’t comment. “Deal,” I agreed. “Now get some sleep, baby.”
After we woke up, it was hard to let her leave for her conference. A part of me was terrified that she wouldn’t come back. I’d done my best effort to imprint myself on her, make sure that she craved me like I did her. I wanted her to be hooked on me so that she never thought of another man and when she returned from Africa, she would come running back to me.
If she didn’t, I would chase her ass down and drag her back. She may not have figured it out yet, but she belonged to me.
I ordered lunch while she was gone and had it arranged in an intimate setting in her suite. She beamed at me when she entered and saw me waiting on the balcony with our meal. After tossing her purse and briefcase on the couch, she hurried over and threw her arms around my neck. She hopped up so she could wrap her legs around my waist, locking her ankles behind my back. I instinctively grabbed her ass to keep her from falling and braced my feet apart to hold our balance as she kissed me soundly.
“I know it’s ridiculous because this is going crazy fast,” she whispered against my lips, “but I missed you.”
I pulled my head back so I could gaze directly into her eyes. “It’s not ridiculous, Autumn,” I told her sternly. Then I softened my tone and expression. “I don’t give a fuck if it’s crazy fast. I missed you too, baby.”
Her eyes glowed with happiness and I was sure she could see it reflected in my own. I placed another chaste kiss on her mouth, then set her down and guided her over to her seat.
We talked about ourselves as we ate, getting to know each other beyond the bed. She was smart, funny, determined, and she clearly loved her friends and family fiercely. With every new thing I learned, it cemented my belief that she was mine. We were meant to be together.
As much as I wanted to take her directly back to bed, I didn’t want her to look back at our time together and think I’d only been with her for the sex. So, I showed her around Vegas, taking her to see the sights and spoiled her in the shops. She’d argued adamantly against me spending money on her and I listened to her reasoning, then winked at her and did whatever the fuck I wanted.
Eventually, I brought her back to the hotel. While I’d had every intention of going into the casino and teaching her a little more about gambling, I had reached the end of my rope. So, I dragged her to the elevator murmuring, “I need you naked. Now.”
We spent the rest of the night fucking, making love, and talking. As the sun rose in the sky, my chest began to tighten and it became harder to take deep breaths.
I wanted to take her to my suite and chain her to the bed. To keep her close and never let go. But, joining Doctors Without Borders showed her deep dedication to being a doctor and her love and compassion for others. If I kept her from going, it would be like asking her to be someone other than the woman I loved.
Well fuck. That thought came out of nowhere. It probably should have shocked me, but it only felt right. I opened my mouth to tell her at least a dozen times while she was getting ready and finishing up her packing. Each time, I held it back knowing it wasn’t the right time.
“Will you call down to the front desk and have them order me a cab, please?” Autumn requested as she zipped up her small suitcase.
“I already have a car waiting for you, sunshine” I replied as I walked over to her and lifted the bag off of the bed. I took her into my arms and simply held her, memorizing the way she felt pressed against me, deeply inhaling her sweet scent so I wouldn’t forget the smell.
“You really are connected here,” she mused with a small smile. Then her brow furrowed minutely. “What do you do again?”
In all the time we’d spent together, I’d managed to avoid this conversation, always telling myself there would be a better time. Now, my time had run out and there was no fucking way I was going to take the chance of making her angry right before she left me for a year.
“I have my hand in a lot of things and it comes with perks,” I hedged, then kissed her passionately in an attempt to distract her. Her hazy eyes and sweet smile indicated that I’d succeeded.
“Come on, baby,” I urged as I grabbed her suitcase with one hand and her laced our fingers together with the other. “Before I give in to temptation and lock you up so you can’t leave.”
Autumn chuckled and shook her head. “I’m sure you’d get sick of me sooner or later.”
I stopped abruptly and gave her a hard stare. “That will never happen. Autumn, you are the most beautiful, incredible woman I have ever met and don’t think, not for one second, that I won’t be counting the days until you return.”
Her brown eyes widened, filling with wonder and delight. “You want to see me when I get home?” she asked, her tone breathless.
I shook my head in exasperation. “Haven’t you heard me at all, sunshine? When you get home, you’re mine.” I began leading her to the door, finished with this conversation and she didn’t protest. As we rode the elevator down, I held her hand tightly in mine, constantly lifting it to brush my lips across her knuckles.
In much too fast a time, I was helping her into the black town car with my personal driver at the wheel. I kissed her one last time, putting every bit of my need, possession, and determination into it. Then I forced myself to let her go. As the car disappeared into traffic, I realized I hadn’t given her my phone number. She didn’t even know my last name. But she’d told me when she was due back from Africa.
When the time came, I would find her.
Chapter Eight
Autumn
Working for Doctors Without Borders was everything I had ever hoped and dreamed it would be, but the next two months were brutally hard. They were also deeply rewarding. The conditions the villagers lived in were abysmal by most American’s standards, with extreme poverty. But I rarely heard any complaints from the people we were helping.
Seeing their struggles and listening to the stories they shared with me was both eye opening and awe inspiring. It taught me the value of living for each moment of happiness we found—like the time I spent with Drew in Vegas. Memories of him fueled my dreams each and every night.
I also learned skills that would serve me well when I got back to the United States. We had such limited resources and had to rely on physical exams instead of the technology I’d been trained to use back home. I didn’t have access to a twenty-four-hour MRI or ultrasound machines. There was no neurosurgeon to call in for a consult. Chest X-rays and CAT scans were diagnostically better tools, but it was just me and my stethoscope in many cases. It was super challenging but also so very gratifying and taught me to rely on my eyes and what I’d learned during medical school and my residency. Working in the Democratic Republic of the Congo made me a better clinician because it forced me to be creative, and gave me more balance.
I just never expected my return to the States to be quite so soon, no matter how much I’d missed Drew. But eight weeks in to my year long stint, I began to struggle with nausea and vomiting. A week later, the weight I’d lost was noticeable and my boss insisted on running some blood tests to make sure I hadn’t picked anything up that could be easily treated before it caused too much harm. When the results came back, I was stunned. The only thing that would help me get past my symptoms was time...as in thirty more weeks because I was pregnant.
A week after the blood test turned up positive, I shook off a feeling of déjà vu as I stood in front of the Lennox Hotel and Casino. I was even more tired than I’d been when I’d last walked through the doors because this time around it had taken me almost twenty-four hours of travel to get here. The jeans and T-shirt I was wearing were much more comfortable than they had been before, but I still could barely wait to get out of them and into a shower to rinse off. Flying halfway across the world while pregnant had brought my usual post-travel weariness to a who
le new level.
“If only I had a reservation they could lose again so I could insist they put me in that luscious suite I stayed in last time,” I sighed as I entered the lobby of the hotel. “Then I could take a bath in that killer tub before I try to track down Drew.”
I didn’t have a reservation, but that wasn’t the worst part of what I was lacking this trip. Getting a hotel room in Vegas in the middle of the week would be easy. Finding Drew when I didn’t know his last name and didn’t have his phone number? That was going to be the hard part. And most likely horribly embarrassing because the only plan I’d come up with so far was asking the Lennox Hotel concierge if he could put me in touch with Drew since it had seemed like they knew each other fairly well.
I silently groaned as I walked through the lobby. This was even worse than the walk of shame. Luckily, the guy working at the concierge desk was the same one who’d given Drew the Griffith Thorne tickets and backstage passes on our date two months ago. Before I reached him, I felt a tingling at the back of my neck like someone was watching me. It was exactly how I’d felt when I first spotted Drew in the casino while I’d been playing the slot machines. When I glanced over my shoulder and didn’t spot him, a wave of crushing disappointment crashed over me.
Of course it couldn’t be that easy. It was only fair that I had to put some effort into finding him since I let myself get knocked up by a guy without knowing his last name or how to get in touch with him.
The time we’d spent together had been such a whirlwind that I hadn’t even thought about getting his phone number until I’d gotten through airport security and wanted to send him a quick text. There wasn’t much I could do about it by then, other than leave the airport to head back to the hotel and find him, which wasn’t possible at the time. I’d forced myself to shrug it off and made a promise that the first thing I’d do when I got back home was head to the Lennox Hotel and track him down. Which is what I was there to do now, eight months earlier than I’d figured and a whole lot more pregnant than I’d planned on being.
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