Free Conference Cupid by Eden Elgabri

looked up at the sound of his voice.
“Why would you do that?”
    “No ulterior motive, I assure you. What do
you suggest? I let you take a cab?” The soft, almost reverent undertone in his
voice erased the sarcasm of his words.
    “I wasn’t planning on that. Suz is here.”
    “It’ll be more comfortable in the
limo.  I’m moving you to another suite. One on the first
floor.”
    Keary looked
confused. “I should be leaving today anyway.”
    “The extra stay is complimentary.”
    “I’ve already had a taste of your
complimentary fare.” She locked eyes with Devin. His heart beat faster
remembering the massage that kicked off their affair, his first touch of her
tender skin. The thin cotton of the hospital gown did little to hide the supple
mounds of her breasts. The cold from the air conditioning had them hardened to
pin points and he longed to drop in front of her and suck them through the
cloth. Erase her pain with a flood of pleasure.
    “I made a mess of things. I don’t know
what I was thinking but I couldn’t wait any longer for you. I knew if you gave
me a chance we’d be perfect for each other.”
    Keary crossed
her arms over the hospital johnny and her jaw
clenched before she answered. “We might have been if you’d been honest rather
than just trying to get me in bed.”
    “No. That’s not—” He stopped and saw the
situation through her eyes. “I guess you would see it that way. But you can’t
imagine... there’s no way I can explain it. You’re right. What I did was wrong.
There’s probably no way I can make up for it, but that has nothing to do with
your stay at the hotel. You were hurt there. It’s the least I can do.”
    Keary remained
silent as if contemplating his words.
    “Did you come to the hotel with Susan?”
    It didn’t appear that she would answer at
first, but then she shook her head. “No, I drove myself.”
    “How are you planning on getting back? You
can’t drive with your right ankle in a cast.”
    “I know. I’ll have to talk to my boss and
work from home for the next few weeks.”
    Or work from his hotel. The longer she
stayed the more time he’d have to win her back.
    “You’ll be my guest until you’re able to
drive.”
    “Don’t be absurd. It could be six weeks
before the cast comes off. I can’t be out of work that long. Out of the office,
that is.”
    “We’ll work it out. Just
plan on staying until you’re more mobile.”
     
    * * * *
     
    Keary could
easily get used to this life. Two weeks had turned into three and a half. She
wrote while Devin worked. He joined her for meals and talked her into a
temporary leave from her job while she was disabled.
    Keary never had
any intention of blaming Devin or the hotel for the fall, but Devin wouldn’t
hear of her leaving. To be honest, he made it too easy to stay.
    At first, between the pain and the anger, Keary didn’t think she’d be able to forgive Devin.  As
time went on they became increasingly more comfortable with each other.
    Peter had been right. Love shone in
Devin’s eyes each time he looked at her, but he held back.
    So did she .
    The more time they spent together, the
more Keary wanted him back inside her. She ached to
touch him, to have him buried inside her, to wrap her lips around his hard cock
and suck the life out of him.
    Even if he lied to seduce her, somewhere
along the line, his teenage obsession had turned into love. Keary was ready to forgive him but she could see in his eyes, if not in his tone,
that Devin had lost trust in her. He never asked about the pictures, but the
question remained, hidden beneath the surface.
    Keary glanced at
the uploaded pictures on her laptop and smiled. She’d write her way out of this
one.
     
    * * * *
     
    He’d almost deleted the e-mail. Keary’s name on the attachment made him want to open it.
The picture floored him. Nothing more than his cock covered
by the sheet and women flanking him. “Hotel Owner Very Accommodating”
the title