Braxton's heart hammered in his chest as the raven-haired beauty approached his hotel room door. He'd requested room service but had never expected it to come in such an enticing package. As she bent over to place the tray on the table, he couldn't help but admire her succulent curves spilling out of her uniform shirt. His eyes traced the outline of her voluptuous ass beneath her minuscule skirt before meeting hers.
The air seemed to thicken between them, charged with electricity. She leaned forward, brushing against him as she passed by, and he could smell her sweet, feminine scent mingled with the intoxicating aroma of her perfume. Her dark, bedroom eyes bore into his, inviting him to make his move.
Without a word, he grabbed her wrist, pulling her gently towards him as he leaned in to steal a soft, lingering kiss.
