EXTRACT FOR
Hotel Lobby
(Daisy Rose)

"What did you want me for, Mr. Vallas?"



"Tell me, Ms. Banks," his fingers interlinked in front of him and he leaned forward slightly, just close enough for me to see the light reflected in his deep brown eyes.



Damn ,he was hot.



I felt as he if was inhaling my body with just one gaze.



"Tell you what, Mr. Vallas?" I breathed.



"Do you enjoy being naked?"



Sweet baby Jesus.



"... I suppose..." I answered honestly.



Suddenly, there was a man behind me, his body hard and firm against mine.



"Why don't you check and find out if Ms. Banks enjoy being naked in front of everyone, Larry."



Larry must be one of his black bodyguards. He was a good head taller than me. I was wearing really tall heels to offset the height difference and his legs pressed against the back of my thighs, his pelvis against my rear end.



I could feel his firm muscular chest against my back.



"Oh!" I gasped. "This is highly inappropriat- oh!"



He draped one arm across me and pulled me in close to him, pressing me against him. I crossed my arms over my chest as I cried out in surprise and his muscular forearm rested safely over my hands instead of directly on my naked breasts.



My pebbled nipples pressed against my arms and I bit a moan from my throat. This was ridiculous.



His breath tickled across my neck and I could feel heat radiating off his body like a furnace.



Larry, whoever he was, exuded sexual prowess.



God.



I had assumed Mr. Vallas was the one to fuck the women coming to the hotel with him until they couldn't walk.



I was wrong.



It wasn't just him.



It was all of them.