Heat (BWWM) 1/3 (Prequel to Hostiles & Havoc)

The Thief

The hotel bar, surprisingly wasn't closed for 2 am, and with her room close and the bar kind of quiet she'd decided to play a little game of trying out all the cocktails she'd never had. She'd been seated at the bar, happily drinking her cocktails, quietly too for the most part, except for when she'd trade some words with Cy, the elderly bar tender.

"I have a boyfriend" Nadia sighs drinking more of the cocktail, not even bothering to look at the man standing beside her bar stool.

She hadn't seen him as much as she had sensed him, standing there. There's a bit of silence, and for a second Nadia thinks she's managed to dissuade her admirer from any further flirting. It isn't until she feels the warmth of his breath straighten the hair at the back of her neck and send shivers down her spine that she realizes how wrong she was.

"I'm not completely against tying him to a chair and making him watch... if that's what you're asking." His voice was dark, husky, intent but playful, decadently rich in ways that wrapped each word around her, washing over her in deep luxurious waves that crashed against her nipples.

Her body hummed excitedly in reply, her breath catching slightly at the depth of that voice, her back arcing as a roiling burn swept through her spine and settled on the seat of her crotch. Her nipples pulsed from the unexpected arousal and though he maintained what could be termed a respectable distance, she could feel the heat of his body caging her in, a mixture of exotic scents and sun kissed skin enveloping her. He moves, his hand stretched past her shoulder to the counter. It was a strong tightly muscled tan hand, and though she hadn't meant to, she pictured it moving through her skin in firm knowing ways that would cause more than the muted excitement his voice had caused in her pants.

"Unfortunately, I didn't come here to flirt." He adds, hunching over the bar

He was tall enough that he'd reached the fridge and before she could pout from his comment, he opened the fridge door, grabbing two champagne bottles from it with one massive hand that fit the bottle caps between his fingers. She couldn't see much apart from his perfectly coiffed dark hair, the vast expanse of his muscly back and shoulders suggested by the tight fit of his crushed velvet shirt. She turned to report the incident to Cy but he was taking orders on the opposite side. She turns to him, but he's already making his way from the bar, forcing her to jump from her seat and rush after him as he saunters off.

She quickens her pace, following him towards the lobby, his crushed velvet shirt, a deep cherry stretched across a pair of wide-set shoulders, swaying loosely as he went. He was tall, and broad and muscly and tan, and there was a casual virulent power to his stride. The few people about the bar nodded and moved out of his way, reverently even. Nadia didn't seem like she'd make much of a threat, but she called out to him anyway!

"Hey! You're stealing from the bar?!" Nadia hisses at the tall man, jumping in front of him and stopping him in his tracks.

She's shocked too, to find that he was...handsome... His skin was a tan buttery deep olive and his face was all flawless angles and planes framing a combination of features that could be termed as orgasmic. His dark eyebrows rested on a strong brow bone and looked like calligraphy to her, matched with the intense deep-set eyes she was looking at now, green, wolfish, dreamy eyes potent with gold striations, and then there was the sharp jawline that presented those pouty soft pink lips perfectly, making his mouth look capable of the most luxuriously sinful of things. What in the gorgeous hell did a man looking like that exist for? The shock burned through her in luscious flames, she bit her lip at the sight of him, her breath deepening. 

If only he'd been at the bar! This was the exact type of sensuously dangerous abandon she'd been looking for. 

"You want me to spin around too?" He wonders in a soft decadent query, it was so deep and soft and full her eyes widen