Caleb was concentrating hard on navigating them through the busy streets, and Amber sensed they were nearing their final destination for the day. She offered Caleb some water, but he declined. Returning the bottle to the cooler, she worked on trying to tidy herself up. She re-buttoned her shirt, put her skirt right, and made an effort to straighten her torn fishnets. Before long, Caleb pulled into the valet section of a fairly new and big-name hotel and turned off the engine. He looked at her briefly and said, "Stay behind me at all times, don't talk to anyone and follow any instructions I give you along the way. Understand?" Amber simply nodded.
"Out", her ordered her. She unbuckled her seatbelt and picked up her bag from the passenger floor well. In an attempt to both use her skirt to clean the seat of her wetness and keep her modesty, Amber slid slowly out of the car. She glanced back quickly and realised how useless her actions were, the back of her skirt was still so damp it just left a long streak where she had moved. Caleb had popped the boot remotely from inside the car and a man was already working at unloading the bags onto a trolley. Amber was somewhat surprised to see he had packed not only a large suitcase, but two sports bag and a small overnight duffle. She watched as Caleb gave the man the car keys and handed him a large cash tip. The man thanked him and gave a funny little bow before sliding into the drivers seat, presumably taking the car to the garage underneath the hotel.
Amber stared a little as the car drove away, and a sudden thought entered her mind that the car must reek of her sex. Perhaps that was the reason Caleb had given over such a decent tip. Caleb was already making his way towards the main doors. Another man was moving the trolley with the bags and surreptitiously looking Amber over as he passed her by. Aware of his gaze but choosing to ignore it, she hung her bag from her shoulder and followed the man and Caleb into the lobby. The man moved the trolley towards the elevators, while Caleb was already halfway to the check-in desk. She knew of this place by name only and was quite impressed with the luxury it seemed to offer. Recalling some ads she'd seen when it first opened she was aware of the rooms the hotel offered and was a little surprised Caleb had gone to such an expense.
She slowed a little to take it all in. There were plush seats around large tables scattered through the lobby. The space was modern but classy, and the artwork large. A huge chandelier hung in the centre of the space, the glass sparkling in the afternoon light. A woman was quietly playing a piano in the corner, while well-dressed members of staff waited on guests in the hotel bar that adjoined the lobby. Amber reached the desk to find Caleb wrapping up their check-in, she hadn't meant to take so long but she was somewhat captivated by the beauty of the lobby. He had the room keys in hand and thanked the man behind the desk. The clerk's eyes fell on Amber as she stopped close behind Caleb. Without turning, Caleb knew why the man was staring. He simply smiled, nodded to the clerk, took her hand and turned towards the elevators.
Amber let Caleb pull her along, keeping her eyes down. She was getting noticed, and the staring was starting to make her uncomfortable. At the elevators, Caleb released her hand to call the lift. It soon arrived, and Caleb entered. She followed. He pushed the button for the nineteenth floor and as the doors shut, Caleb turned to her. He gripped her biceps tightly and pulled her into him. He leaned down and kissed her passionately. She melted into him and moaned into his mouth as she returned the kiss. They continued, the heat rising between them and they only broke their embrace when the elevator sounded their arrival. The doors slid open and as they exited, Amber realised the doors between rooms here were more spread out than what would be expected on a normal hotel floor. If Amber remembered the ads correctly, that meant they were on a level where there were executive suites. Sure enough, they moved to a door at the end of the hall, and Amber counted only three other doors on the level. The man who took their bags from the valet area had already opened their door for them and was placing the last of their bags inside. Caleb gestured for Amber to enter before him and she walked past both men into the entrance of the suite. The man watched her and stood straight as Caleb's narrowed eyes fell on him. After a few moments, Caleb handed him a cash tip. Though not as much as he gave the valet, it was still more than the man would have expected. He thanked Caleb and left, closing the door behind him.
Caleb said "You can have a look around while I move the bags."
With her own bag still slung over her shoulder, Amber turned to take in the suite. She walked through the lounge room to the large glass windows in the corner that looked over the ocean. The street and boardwalk below was thick with the late afternoon crowd looking for a place to eat and start a night of drinking. She found the door to the balcony, though didn't go out. The lounge was furnished with an oversized sofa that looked extremely inviting. She made her way through the lounge, pausing at a door near it to see a bedroom with a queen bed, a small sitting space, and en-suite with a large bath tub and rain shower. There was a full kitchen with a breakfast bar, and she peaked in the fridge, mildly surprised to see it was already stocked with white wine, a few varieties of cheeses, olives, salami, ham, eggs, milk, butter and some other staples. On the bench was fresh bread, some fruit and red wine. Caleb must have organised this for their arrival. A small dining area adjoined the kitchen.
Making her way to the room Caleb was bringing the bags to, she was taken aback by the size of the master bedroom. There were large glass doors leading out to a second balcony that offered a spectacular view of the coastline. There was a king bed with a large slated bedhead, an ample sitting space and a desk and office chair. The en-suite offered a deep bath tub with spa jets as well as an enormous shower with dual shower-heads. She returned to the bed and dropped her bag down. Amber's shock must have shown on her face because Caleb eyed her with a furrowed brow. She met his eyes and said, "Caleb, this is a lot. You've gone to some expense..." She trailed off, not wanting to offend him but her hesitation was evident in her tone.
He just smiled, shrugged a little and said coyly, "It's worth it. I've been saving for a while, but for us, for this, it's worth it. Besides, these suites are completely soundproof so I was happy to splurge a little for privacy."
His lopsided grin and raised eyebrow in conjunction with his unexpected reasoning made her laugh heartily. He smiled wider at her response and moved to her. He snaked one arm around her waist and rested his hand on her lower back while the other reached up to caress her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into him. He kissed her forehead, her nose then each of her cheeks in turn. Then he softly placed his lips on hers and kissed her tenderly. She sighed into him and returned his kiss. Caleb pulled her in tighter and she pressed her body to him. The hand on her lower back slowly moved down until it was cupping her tight bottom. He moved so his leg was between hers and pushed her into him. She began grinding herself against him as their kisses increased in intensity.
As Caleb moved the hand on her face to the back of her head and gripped her hair, Amber moaned into his mouth. She pressed herself into his leg harder. He stopped kissing her and tugged suddenly on her hair, forcing her face away from him. His eyes were once again full of desire and she was sure hers were reflected there. He smiled softly while maintaining his grip on her hair.
"Your feet must hurt from being in those heels so long." His statement surprised her, but he was right, her feet were killing her.
"Actually, yeah a little," she responded.
