“A few questions?” My blood chilled. So she was writing a book about me. All of my hope and excitement dulled as I resigned myself to the fact that Piper was just another leech trying to drain me of something. I bet her leaving the pub had been a part of her game in trying to get me to come to her.
“Yeah, a few questions.” She sighed. “It’s not really for me, but it would mean a lot.”
“I’ll answer a few questions if you play a game with me.”
“What game?”
“Truth or dare.”
“Truth or dare?”
“I’ll always pick truth so that you can ask me your questions, but you have to always answer dare, and I will only answer as many questions as dares that you take and …”
“There’s more?” she interrupted me, sounding nervous.
“Yes, there’s more. One last caveat.” I paused for dramatic effect.
“And that is?”
“You have to go first.”
“That’s not fair,” she protested. “Why do I go first?”
“So I know you’re going to follow through with the dares if I answer the questions.” I grinned into the phone, thinking of all the things I was going to have her do. If she was going to play me, I might as well have a good time. “Don’t worry, we'll go back and forth. I’ll make sure that we make it fair. So what do you say, Piper, are you game?”
“Game on, Zach. The game is on. Where shall we meet?”
I decided to try and push my luck and see if she would bite. “I have a suite at the Hotel Fairmont, meet me there?”
“But what about dinner?”
“I’m your dinner,” I growled into the phone, and then because I didn’t want her to take me too seriously, I added, “We can order room service or eat in the restaurant.”
“I think I’ll choose the restaurant, thanks.”
“I’ll see you there in fifteen minutes?”
“Sure. And I’m warning you, there is no third chance. You screw this up and I’m out.”
“I won’t screw it up,” I said with a laugh. “But that doesn’t mean I won’t screw you,” I said under my breath.
I wasn’t sure if she’d heard that last part because she’d already hung up. She sure did have a thing about getting off of the phone quickly, and that annoyed me. Normally, I couldn’t get a woman off of the phone fast enough, but that wasn’t the case with Piper. In fact, she hadn’t even asked me if I’d given her a burner number like most women did. To be honest, I hadn’t even thought about calling from one of my pay-as-you-go phones. Maybe I’d been blinded by her smile and her wit, but Piper Meadows had very much gotten under my skin. If she wanted information from me, I was going to make her pay. I was going to make sure that by the end of the night, I was under her skin as well, and it wasn’t just going to be all about her questions. Oh no, I had other plans. Plans that were going to make her regret having ever tried to play me.
16
Piper
* * *
Fly me to the moon. Let me play among the stars.
Frank Sinatra’s voice carried through the hotel lobby, and I bobbed my head slightly to the familiar tune. “In other words, baby, kiss me,” I sang along under my breath.
“You made it.” I felt a hand on my back and looked up into Zach’s familiar blue eyes. “I was beginning to think you weren’t going to show.”
“You’ve been waiting for me?”
“All my life,” he said and my heart stopped for a second. What did that mean? “Do you want to dance?”
“Dance?” I looked at him in surprise. “Where’s the dance floor?”
“Right here.”
He grasped my hands, pulled me close, and we glided gracefully across the lobby. I could see guests and hotel staff staring at us, but no one came to stop us. Most probably because the hotel manager knew he was Oracle Lion. The whispering became louder and people were gasping and muttering excitedly as they realized that a real-life star was in their hotel lobby. My cheeks were tinged with pink at everyone staring at us, but Zach paid them no attention.
“Focus on me,” he said as his hand slid to the small of my back. His eyes were intense as he stared at me and I nodded slightly, enjoying the feel of his body against mine. “Do you enjoy dancing?” he asked softly as he brought me in closer to him.
“Yes, but normally in the privacy of my home or a dark, packed club.”
My fingers were tingling at his touch, and I could feel the warmth of his body permeating me. He guided me around the room, his legs brushing past mine, and I could feel the tightness of his muscles. My breasts pressed into his chest and my right hand rested on his shoulder.
After a few minutes of dancing, I’d forgotten that there was anyone else in the hotel aside from us. His eyes never left mine, and it almost felt like we were making love. Zach was a smooth, precise dancer, and when he started singing along with the Patsy Cline’s “Crazy,” I could feel my legs shaking. He sang soulfully and I just stared up at him in admiration. What could this guy not do?
“I love that song.”
“Did you know that it was written by Willie Nelson?”
“The Willie Nelson?”
“Yup.” He grinned. “He wrote the song in 1961, and Patsy Cline released it in 1962.”
“You know a lot about Patsy Cline,” I said in surprise. “I thought you used to be in a rock band with Jackson?”
“I did.”
“But you know all about country music?”
“I grew up in the South.” He shrugged. “And I like country music. Also, this was one of my dad’s favorite songs.”
“Oh?”
“And subsequently it became one of my mom’s favorite songs. She used to sing it to me every night when I was a child.”
“Really?” I looked at him as his eyes had glazed over in memories. “That’s a weird song to sing to your child.”
“Yes, it is, isn’t it?” He nodded as he looked back down at me with a wry smile. “But that’s my mom.”
“Are your parents still in the South?”
“Mom lives in Florida still. My dad is dead.”
“Oh, I’m sorry.” I squeezed his hand. I didn’t know what was happening between us. There was a weird crazy sort of connection that we had that I’d never felt with anyone else. It almost felt like we’d known each other for years. No matter how mad I was, whenever I saw him, those feelings all fled.
“Nothing for you to be sorry about. Have you ever heard the song, ‘Have You Ever Seen The Rain?’ he asked me, changing the subject. “The version sung by Willie Nelson with his daughter, Paula Nelson?”
“No, I don’t think so.”
“It’s beautiful. Sometimes when I go surfing at night, I’ll listen to it on the car radio before I head into the water.”
“Oh, wow, really?”
“Yeah.” He nodded. “You know we should go to a Willie Nelson concert together sometime.”
“You’d be mobbed.”
“I’m good at disguises, remember?”
“Yeah, I remember.” I shivered as I felt his hand on my ass. He rubbed it gently and I could feel the spot heating up. “So, want to go?”
“I don’t know.” I didn’t know how to answer him. Was he asking me seriously? And if so what did that mean? He wanted to see me again? Why? He was such an enigma.
“He performs with many of his kids. I think it’s great to see a family of performers.”
“Yeah, I had no idea.” I didn’t want to admit that the only Willie Nelson song I knew was “On the Road Again” and that was because it had been part of Guitar Hero. “You know a lot about him and his family. You sound like one of his biggest fans.”
“I’ve been approached to play a young Willie Nelson in a biopic,” he admitted with a boyish smile. “I’m considering it.”
“Wow, that would be cool,” I said, impressed. “I saw the Freddie Mercury movie, Bohemian Rhapsody. It was really good.”
“It wasn�
��t bad.” He suddenly stopped dancing and leaned forward and kissed me. I was taken aback at the feel of his lips on mine but I kissed him back wantonly, moving my hands up to his neck and then running my fingers through his hair. I could feel his cock throbbing next to my belly, and I swallowed hard.
“I want to be in your warm pussy right now,” he whispered against my lips, his eyes shining wickedly into mine. “I can almost taste you on my tongue.”
He kissed me hard one more time before grabbing my hand and pulling me along with him. I followed behind him dazed and barely able to think as the crowds of people clapped for us.
“That’s going to be on TMZ within the next couple of hours, what do you want to bet?” He sighed and gave me an apologetic look. “Sorry about that. I wasn’t thinking about people.”
“But don’t you always get recognized and photographed?” I thought back to the bar earlier in the evening.
“Yes, but I was only thinking of dancing with you, not anything else. You made me forget who I was for a few minutes there.” We stopped in front of the elevator and he smiled as he pressed the button. “I hope you don’t mind, but we’re going to my room. We can order room service, okay?”
“That’s fine,” I said, not even bothering to push the issue. The last place I wanted to be was in the restaurant right now. I wanted to feel his tongue in places that would make me forget my name.
“I like your skirt.” He moved closer to me. “It’s sexy, like you.”
“Thank you,” I said with a shy smile. What was he playing at? Another couple was standing right next to us. He shifted even closer to me and ran a finger down my cheek.
“You have so many secrets in your eyes, don’t you?”
“I wouldn’t say I have many secrets, no.” I reached up and ran my fingers down his chest and all the way down to his belt. “But I do think you have many, many secrets.”
“Secrets that you want to know about?”
“Perhaps,” I said, and his eyes darkened. “Are you going to tell me?”
“Are you going to ask me those questions?”
“If you’ll give me answers.”
“Did you know that the ocean is full of secrets? There are no lies. No truths. No imperfections. The ocean is life, is love, is me. My surfboard is my guide. The waves are my master. And all the answers you seek are found in her depths.”
“You’re telling me to ask my questions to the ocean? Or is that some sort of riddle?”
“No riddle.” His eyes had that distant light again. “I just love the ocean.”
The bell dinged then to let us know that the elevator had arrived and he stepped to the side to let me enter first. We walked in, and I waited for the couple to join us, but they didn’t and the doors closed.
“Okay, are you ready?” He pressed the button to the top floor and then faced me.
“Ready for what?”
“Your first dare.”
“My first dare?” I swallowed hard. “What’s the dare?”
“Take off your panties and give them to me.”
“What? Here?” My jaw dropped, but I have to admit that I was turned on as well.
“Yes, here.” He nodded. “If you have any questions you want me to answer, you need to fulfill dare number one.”
“Or?”
“Or you get no answers to any questions.” His lips curled up. “Your choice.”
He stood there staring at me, and I knew that he thought I didn’t have it in me. He thought I was too meek or shy to take off my panties. And he was right—I was freaking out inside. Who took off their panties in an elevator in a public hotel? I wasn’t even drunk. But then something came over me. I wanted to take that smirk and smug look off of his face. I quickly slipped my black heels off and handed them to him.
“Hold these,” I ordered.
He raised an eyebrow. “These aren’t your panties,” he said as he held them up.
“Oh, trust me, I know.” This time I gave him the smirk. I lifted my skirt off and pulled my black thong off slowly and held it on the tip of my finger. I walked over to Zach and waved the thong in front of his eyes, then placed it in his pocket. Then, because I wanted to shock him even more, I grabbed his hand and placed it under my skirt, right next to my wetness. I guided his fingers along my clit and trembled as his fingers started to rub me gently. With a growl, Zach pushed me back up against the wall of the elevator and kissed the side of my neck. I closed my eyes and began to moan as he slipped a finger inside of me. His lips met mine again and we kissed with abandon, his tongue entering my mouth as one hand continued to finger me.
“You’re so wet for me, you naughty girl,” he growled then we both jumped in shock when the elevator stopped. “Stand in front of me,” he whispered as he removed his hand from under my skirt. A handsome older man and what appeared to be his son gave us a quick nod and stood on the other side of the elevator. They pressed the twentieth floor and the doors closed.
Zach’s hands went around my waist and then he pulled me back into him. I could feel his hardness pressing into me and I wiggled my ass back against him slightly. I heard his sharp intake of breath and grinned.
“Wait, are you Oracle Lion?” the younger man suddenly said as he looked over at us again in the elevator, his eyes wide and excited.
“Indeed, I am.”
“Can I get your autograph?”
“Sorry, not tonight.” Oracle’s voice was regretful. “I’m dedicating this night to—” His voice broke off as the elevator stopped and the light flickered. I let out a small shriek in fright as we were plunged into darkness.
The younger man spoke again, “What the hell?” He sounded angry. “How can a hotel as expensive as this one have a faulty elevator?”
“Just calm down, Lucas. It will be fine,” the older man answered him.
“Mom is going to be wondering where we are.” So I’d been right.
“She’s watching that bachelor show on TV, and she’s on the phone with your Aunt Sheila. She won’t even notice we’re gone.”
I smiled at his comment, but then stilled when I felt Zach’s hand creeping up under my top and over my bra. He slipped his fingers into my bra cup and gently pinched my nipples. I bit down on my lower lip to stop myself from moaning or crying out.
“Lean forward,” he whispered in my ear, but I didn’t move.
He chuckled in my ear lightly and then lifted the back of my skirt up and started rubbing my ass. I wasn’t sure if I heard or felt the sound of his zipper going down but the next thing I knew I was feeling the head of his cock between my ass cheeks. His fingers left my bra and moved down between my legs and started rubbing my clit again. My legs started trembling at his touch and I reached behind to steady myself.
“Lean forward,” he whispered in my ear again and rubbed on my clit more urgently.
This time I obeyed and bent forward slightly in the darkness. I couldn’t believe what we were doing right here in the elevator. An elevator that held two other people. Two other people who were probably wondering what all the whispering was about. Two people that would see us in a compromising position if the lights came back on as quickly as they’d turned off. I knew all of this, but still, I didn’t care. I think the situation was what made it even more exciting. Zach removed his fingers from my wetness and guided the tip of his cock to my opening. He rubbed it back and forth along my clit for a few seconds before entering me.
“Ahhh!” I cried out as I felt the full length of his cock inside of me.
“Are you okay?” the older man asked me in the dark. “There’s no need to be scared, I’m sure they will have us out soon.”
“I’m okay, thanks,” I squeaked out, almost moaning again as Zach moved his cock slowly inside of me. And then he increased his pace and if I hadn’t been in so much ecstasy, I would have worried about the noise his cock was making as it slid in and out of my pussy.
Zach was so hard; I suppose the situation turned him on as well. He grabbed m
y hips and moved me back into him and I circled my hips as I bounced my ass back against him every time he slammed into me. I was so close to coming; I was scared I was going to scream so I stuffed part of my top into my mouth. I could hear Zach breathing harder and I was nervous the two men knew what was going on. The elevator was pretty silent aside from the small noises we were making, but I wasn’t sure if we were really being loud or if the sounds were being amplified in my head. I was just about to come when I felt him pulling out of me completely. I wanted to cry at the loss of his cock inside of me, but I knew I couldn’t say anything.
“I don’t have on a condom,” he whispered in my ear as he pulled me against him and dropped the back of my skirt back down.
I could have slapped myself for my idiocy. I hadn’t even thought about protection. Shit, if he hadn’t pulled out, he would have come inside of me and that could have ended up being a whole heap of drama. I didn’t say anything back to him, and I was thanking God about ten seconds later that he’d pulled out because the lights flickered back on and the elevator started moving again.
“See, I told you it would be okay.” The older man offered me a fatherly smile, and I just smiled back at him weakly, unable to say anything. The elevator stopped at the twentieth floor and the two men got out. Zach turned me around to face him, a huge smile on his face.
“That was fucking hot.” He pulled me closer and kissed me hard. “I can’t wait to get to the room to finish what we started.”
“Don’t I get my question first?” I teased him, not giving a hoot about asking any questions. All I wanted was for him to finish what he’d started. I needed his cock inside of me again, and I needed to climax. I was all worked up and I needed a release.
“You can ask all the questions you want afterward.”
He lifted up my top and then pulled my bra down slightly. Taking my right breast into his mouth, he sucked on my nipple while his fingers started playing with my clit again.
“You’re so wet for me.”
He fingered me and I could tell that I was going to come. I moaned and squeezed my legs together and he must have realized what was happening because the next thing I knew he was lifting me up against the wall.
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