Keeping Secrets

Magical

⚠️ Steam ahead....

PEYTON

I didn't even hesitate. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was simply that I couldn't keep away from Beau any longer. I knew the risks. I was fully aware that he might hurt me the way Dane hurt Amanda, but it was a chance I was willing to take.

Beau had a tight grip on my hand as we hurried through the lobby of the hotel and into the elevator. I kept my head down the entire time, somewhat aware of other people but not truly caring.

Beau's mouth found mine the second the elevator doors closed behind us. The firmness of his lips and the taste of him was just like I remembered. This time, though, there was less restraint, and an urgency that made my heart race.

Beau's hard body pinned me against the wall, making me all hot and flustered. He was still kissing me when the elevator chimed, and the door opened on the tenth floor.

"Are you sharing a room?" I asked as we half sprinted towards the end of the hall. The rooms were further apart on this floor than on the one where I stayed with Amanda.

"It's a suite. I have my own bedroom."

"Oh." That explained the distance between the doors. The floor must be full of suites.

Beau fumbled briefly with the keycard before finally managing to get the door open. He gestured for me to go inside, so I did. He stepped in behind me and closed the door behind us.

"Wow."

It was a suite alright. I'd thought Amanda's and my room was big, but this was easily twice the size, not even counting the bedrooms.

"Do you want anything to drink, or something..." Beau's voice trailed off.

I shook my head. We both knew I wasn't there for another glass of champagne. Beau's eyes flared my way, and I could see the hunger in them. He took my hand—which fit so perfectly in his bigger one—and led me to the door furthest away. All I managed to see before his mouth was back on mine was the enormous, luxurious bed in the center of the room. A second later, we landed on it.

Beau reached for me, tugging me closer until we were lying side by side, facing each other. I felt the warmth of his body against mine, and his hot breath, which smelled from the beer he'd had earlier, over my face as he exhaled.

So many thoughts went through my head at once. Would be my first time? And if Beau would like it? To thoughts of how many other girls had been in this exact position with him? But I quickly pushed those thoughts away. This was just about me and him and the now. And if this was all I'd ever get with him, I was going to enjoy it.

It was as if Beau had a similar thought, because his moves and the way he kissed me slowed. His lips were soft yet firm against my own. I opened my mouth to his, allowing his tongue inside. It became a gentle, tantalizing caress that made me moan. Tasting Beau like that was more intoxicating than the champagne at midnight.

My panties were more than damp. I pulled at Beau's shirt wanting to get my hands on his bare skin, at the same time as I rubbed my legs together to ease the pressure down there, but it didn't help at all. It only seemed to make it worse.

Beau's callused hand caressed the arm that I had wrapped around his back, creating goosebumps along the way.

He coaxed me onto my back and rolled over me, using his weight to press me deliciously into the mattress. Our lower bodies were pushed firmly together. I felt Beau's arousal against the inside of my thigh and could no longer hold back a moan.

Beau appeared to appreciate the sound because his kisses became increasingly hotter. His tongue thrusted into my mouth, and he nibbled, licked and sucked on my bottom lip. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, beating almost as hard as my own. Our labored breaths mingled as we began to tug at each other's clothes.