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The time between getting to the front desk to book a new hotel room and to the elevator is a blur. All I know is once we're in the elevator, Hayes has me caged against the back wall. He's not even touching me and I feel heat pooling in my core once more.

Then he's touching me. His hand reaches up to cup my jaw making me look into his eyes. His eyes scan my face looking for something. "You still want this, right?" He suddenly sounds...small? I search his own face but he's quickly schooling his own features before I can find anything in his expression.

"Unfortunately, yes." I joke to try and lighten the mood but he only grows more serious.

"Phoenix." He mutters my name and I can tell that consent is something very important to him. "Is this still okay?"

I'm nodding before the answer even leaves my lips, "Yes." I reach up to touch his chest, "I want this. Need this." The words that leaves my lips are breathless and it makes Hayes relax, heat flooding into his gaze once more.

"Good. Because unfortunately, I need this too." He jokes making me grin. Then the tension is building between us again, the touching we're currently doing isn't enough. The elevator dings signaling our arrival to our floor. Hayes grabs my hand dragging me out of the elevator in a haste and turns down the hallway to our room. 814. He taps the card on the handle, the lock unclicking and he quickly opens the door, pulling me after him. I'm barely in the room before Hayes is slamming me against the wall, making a gasp leave me at the momentum.

"Last chance, Phoenix. No turning back." He's pinning my hips to the wall with his own.

"Didn't you listen to me in the elevator?" I huff as he pushes my hair behind my shoulders. "I need this." I emphasize my statement by wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

He's nodding, "Just once," he whispers against my own lips and I'm nodding frantically back, desire building to a peak inside of me, as I repeat it back to him.

And then our lips are melding together. A moan leaves my lips while a sigh of relief leaves his own. I feel his hardness pressing against me as I part my lips allowing his tongue to tease into my mouth. I'm gripping the hair at the base of his neck as his tongue strokes my own making my core clench imaging what it would feel like to have his mouth on me there. I sigh at image in my head and Hayes chuckles as his mouth leaves mine trailing down to my neck. "What are you thinking?"

I take a breath, "What it would feel like for your lips to be on my pussy." The statement is blunt and makes Hayes pause his kisses on my neck, his hands fist the dress at my hips.

"My God, Phoenix. If words like that keep leaving your mouth..." He doesn't finish his statement  just brings his lips back to mine in a haste as a groan leaves his lips.

I don't voice the thought that the sound of being his God makes me legs tremble.

I grip the hair at the base of his neck tighter making him hiss between my lips. "You're still a prick. Don't forget that." I say out of breath. He kisses down my neck lightly biting between kisses as I hastily unbutton his shirt. His hips are grinding against me, pressing me into the hotel room wall, making my dress ride higher.

"Mhm," He mumbles against the skin of my neck. His tongue peaks out as he kisses the skin of my collarbone making me shiver. "And you're still a bitch." He begins to unzip my dress.

"I hate you," I try to say strongly, but it comes out as a breathless moan when I bring his mouth back to mine in need. He presses harder into me, letting out a low groan as my dress loosens revealing more of myself to him.