I could hardly believe my eyes--after five long years, there he was: my ex-boyfriend, standing in the midst of a buzzing hotel bar. Even with the throng of people around us, he was unmistakable.
His broad shoulders and tousled brown hair caught my attention immediately. Tattoos snaked down his arms, hinting at stories I had yet to hear; it was surreal seeing him again after so long. The last time we were together, I was just eighteen, and he had shattered my heart in a way that still stung.
As I stood there debating whether I should risk walking over to him or just make a quick exit, I suddenly felt a gentle tap on my arm. I turned, my heart racing, only to find Parker right beside me. The sea of memories flooded my mind--I had been so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't even seen him come from the bar.
"Long time no see, Jess!" Parker exclaimed with a warm grin and pulled me into an enveloping hug. I inhaled deeply, the rich scent of pine washed over me, igniting a surge of nostalgia that I wasn't ready for.
"Hi, Parker! I definitely wasn't expecting to bump into you here," I managed to reply, reluctantly pulling away from his embrace before I got lost in his warmth.
"Yeah, I'm here for work," he said, nodding toward his colleagues at the bar. "We're in town for a conference."
"Oh my gosh, that's wild!" I exclaimed, my excitement bubbling over. "I'm here for the same conference!"
"No way!" he replied, his eyes lighting up.
"Yes! The National Marketing Conference?" I asked, my heart doing a little dance.
"Exactly! It's like the universe has a plan for us," Parker said with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Oh really? What do you think the universe is trying to say?" I asked, my voice dipping into a playful, sultry tone.
He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin, and the familiar pine scent wrapped around me once more. "Maybe it's telling us we should give it another shot..."
"Parker," I half-moaned, half-whispered, as his hands found their way to my lower back, his lips brushing tantalizingly close to my neck.
"Maybe we should take this upstairs?" he purred in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I nodded eagerly, words escaping me as excitement coursed through me. Parker took my hand, and we surged toward the bar's exit, the thrill of what was to come swirling around us like electricity.
We raced to the elevator and the doors slid shut behind us, a rush of anticipation filled the air, electrifying the space between us, Parker pulled me in and started kissing me. A whirlwind of butterflies danced wildly in my stomach, and my mind raced to keep up with the incredible speed of everything unfolding around me!
One minute, I'm on my way to the bar, savoring the end of a long day of travel, and the next, I'm caught in a whirlwind of passion, locked in a steamy kiss with my ex-boyfriend in a cramped elevator.
He was grabbing my ass intensely, so aggressively it hurt. My pussy began to throb as the kiss became more passionate. It was like we could not get close enough to each other.
Ding!
We had ascended to the 12th floor, and Parker grabbed my hand again, leading me toward his hotel room with an air of anticipation. My heart raced, and a grin stretched across my face--I was buzzing with excitement.
As we reached his door, Parker unlocked it, and he welcomed me inside. I was instantly struck by how much larger his room was compared to mine, complete with a stunning view of the city skyline. In the center of the room was an enormous king-size bed, and right by the entrance was a cozy little bar, adding to the charm of the space. I felt like I had stepped into a scene from a movie.
