Love In A Nick Of Time (3 page)

Samantha didn’t mistake the lust in his eyes, if she wasn’t careful she’d be on the table with her skirt over her head begging him to take her. “I’ll think about it Mr. Archer.”

***

Samantha waited at the party for two hours, but Allen didn’t show. It wasn’t all a waste, she was able to catch up with a few acquaintances and she got a chance to dance. Her main reason for attending tonight’s party was to be with Allen.

She had condoms in her purse, ready for action if he asked her to come to his room. God she had been thinking about him all day long. She’d never been so whipped about a man. Well she was done waiting for him. Samantha took a sip of her wine and decided to leave. Tomorrow was a busy day and she needed a clear head. If she was lucky maybe she could forget that she ever met Allen Archer.

***

“Damn!” Allen got caught on a conference call. He arrived three hours late for the party. He hoped Samantha waited for him, but he had a sinking feeling as he walked around the ballroom looking for her. Samantha was nowhere to be found. He would find her tomorrow and explain what happened. He was supposed to leave for Seattle after his speech, but he decided to stay after meeting Samantha. Allen totally forgot about the conference call his secretary schedule. It was an important call and he couldn’t miss it. He would make Samantha understand if it took all day.

***

Samantha knew the moment Allen found her. She was having lunch with four other attendees then suddenly all conversation ceased. One man even got up from the table to shake Allen’s hand.

“Mr. Archer I enjoyed your speech yesterday. The products you’ve created will change the way everyone at this table does business.”

Samantha snorted as she picked up her glass of lemonade. There’s nothing she hated worse than a brownie. This brownie was no exception, he would polish Allen’s ass if Allen let him. “Yes indeed, Mr. Archer is a remarkable man.”

Allen took the vacated seat next to Samantha. He could tell that she was very pissed with him. “I need to talk to you. Are you almost finished with your lunch?”

“Well I really would like to visit with you too, but I have a workshop in ten minutes.” Samantha got up from the table, grabbed her purse and binder, and quickly headed for the door.

Allen grabbed her arm and pulled her down the hallway into the stairwell. “I know you’re pissed at me for being late to the party last night, but you’re going to listen to what I have to say.” Allen stared down into Samantha’s face the color of her eyes changed from hazel to leontine in a matter of seconds. He could practically feel the steam coming out of her ears.

Samantha snatched her arm out of Allen’s grasp and poked him in the chest with her forefinger. “I got news for you Mr. Archer I don’t answer to you. You had a chance last night and you blew it. You don’t get a second chance, as far as I’m concerned we don’t have anything else to say…”

Allen pulled her into his arms and cut off her bitter diatribe by kissing her senseless. He could taste the lemonade on her lips, but she refused to open her mouth to him. “Kiss me back damn it! I’ve been chasing around looking for you all day.”

Samantha opened her mouth to reply and he stuck his tongue in her mouth. His tongue mated with hers until he heard her moan. His hands slid down her backside and grabbed her voluptuous ass pulling her closer to his body so she could feel his erection.

“I was scheduled to leave Chicago after my speech yesterday. I got sidetracked by you and your incredible body and I momentarily lost my train of thought. I forgot about a very important conference call that could not be rescheduled and it ran a little late. When I arrived at the party I knew the chances were good that you already left.”

Samantha kissed Allen’s throat and rubbed herself against his erection. She never imagined herself as a sex kitten, but being in Allen’s presence made her want to get naked. “So you like my body, huh?”

Allen eased Samantha back against the wall, “damn right! Are you really going to a workshop or are you teasing me?” Allen did some exploring of his own; he had Samantha’s skirt pushed up as one hand found its way into her panties. He stroked her smooth nether lips while the other hand cradled her left breast.

“I would love nothing better than to have you take me right here in the stairwell, but I really do need to go to this workshop, and the one afterwards.” Samantha laughed as Allen groaned out her name. “But I will meet you for dinner anywhere you like and we can continue what we started.”

Allen was fighting an internal struggle everything within him demanded he make Samantha his woman right now. To hell with those workshops, he had less than a day to tie her to him in the most fundamental way, sex. “Okay I’ll let you go, but I want you to promise me that you’ll meet me in my suite for dinner. I don’t want to share you with anyone; we’ve already wasted too much time.”

“Give me your hotel room number, I take it you’re staying in this hotel.”

Allen smoothed Samantha’s clothes back into place and kissed her one more time. “Suite 1716, I want you there no later than 6:00 pm or I’ll come looking for you. Now go to your workshops, while I try to rein in my erection.”

Samantha kissed him one more time; then sucked his bottom lip before releasing him. “I’ll be there!”

***

Samantha dressed with great care for her night with Allen. She didn’t delude herself into thinking that it would be more than one night, but she would enjoy it to the fullest. She wore a lacy black push up bra with matching thong panties, but she left her legs bare. Samantha wore a knee length black satin dressed which hugged her figure and made her look very feminine.

She put her hair up leaving a few tendrils to fall softly around her face and neck. She sprayed on a little Fifth Avenue and she was ready to go. She checked her room before leaving. Her bags were packed for her trip home tomorrow afternoon. Her traveling clothes were laid out on the bed. Samantha left her room to go catch a cab; she was going to make this a night to remember.

By the time she reached Allen’s room she’d lost some of her confidence. Less than a minute after she knocked on the door, Allen opened it in a rush. “You arrived just in time; I was beginning to get a little antsy. Come on in and have a seat while I serve you.”

Samantha took a seat across from Allen’s chair and waited to be served. “You have a very nice room with a great view of Grant Park.”

“Uhmm, Chicago is a beautiful town if you have the time to explore it.” Allen put lobster tails, new potatoes, green beans, and a dinner roll on her plate. “Is that enough food for you? I want to make sure you have enough energy to see you through the night.” Allen couldn’t resist, he placed a kiss on Samantha’s neck while stroking her collarbone. His little darling was aroused. He could see her nipples pebbling against her dress. Allen poured her a glass of wine before fixing his own plate and joining Samantha at the table.

“Did you really postpone your trip home to stay here with me?”

“Do you doubt it? I never worked so hard in my life to be with a woman.”

“I’m glad.”

Allen’s voice was husky with desire. “You keep looking at me like that Samantha and we won’t last until dessert. Now you know so much more about me than I know about you. So tell me about yourself.”

“Okay, I have one older brother. I’ve lost count of my half brothers and sisters. I was recently fired from a position I held for ten years. I went into partnership with my friend and colleague, and I couldn’t be happier. Owning a business is so much more fulfilling. If I’d known that I would have went into business for myself sooner.” Wow, did she really just tell Allen all of her business in less than five minutes.

“What about your parents are they deceased?”

Samantha didn’t want to talk about her parents. They were two of the most selfish beings on the planet earth. “No, they are very much alive.”

Allen knew a conversation killer when he heard one. “Well let me tell you about myself. You were right about my bio; I put all the things people expect to see there. You know the education and experience. Like you, I went into business for myself because I wanted to be in control of my inventions. I worked at a think tank in DC for years before wanting to branch out on my own. I got to the point where I didn’t have control of how my creations were used and that didn’t sit well with me.

Samantha smiled at that comment, “I just think you’re a control freak.”

“You’re right I do like being in control. Are you going to let me control you?”

“Within reason.”

Allen held out his hand to her, “why don’t you quit pretending to eat and come over here?” Samantha kicked off her shoes, came around the table, and grabbed Allen’s hand. Allen pulled her onto his lap and the first thing he did was pull the pins out of her hair. “When you put your hair up like that it challenges a man to take it down.”

“I did it for you.” Samantha ran her hands through Allen’s hair; it was soft and wavy just like a baby’s. She felt Allen lowering the zipper on her dress. She stood up and slid the dress off her body. Samantha stood before him with nothing on but her bra and panties.

“Turn around.” Samantha turned around slowly until she had her back to him. The sight of the thong in the crack of her ass damn near made him come in his pants. “Take them off now!” Allen smacked both of her cheeks and stripped off his clothes as Samantha slowly pulled off the thong.

Samantha turned around and threw the thong at Allen. She then proceeded to take off her bra. She dropped it at her feet and began plucking her nipples with her fingers. She’d never felt so sexy and bold in her life. “What would you like for me to do now?’’ She lowered one of her hands over her bareness opening herself for his inspection. “See something you like?”

“Get on the bed now and spread your legs.” Allen stood up, ripped his shirt off, toed off his shoes, and lowered his pants. He didn’t bother with underwear this evening. He walked towards the bed feeling like a man stalking his mate. He was going to show her he was the boss. He took the box of condoms out of the bedside table, stroking his cock as he watched her play with herself.

Samantha felt the wetness on her hands. “Are you going to stare at me all night or are you going to join me?” Samantha lifted her fingers up to her mouth and sucked her fingers. “Damn I taste good!”

“You sure look good. I think I’ll take a taste for myself.” Allen lowered himself on his knees; stuck two fingers into Samantha’s wetness and piston them inside her. At one point he had three fingers in her tight sheath. She was close to coming and he wanted to taste her come. He licked her hairless mound and sucked her clit as she bucked against him before her orgasm hit. Samantha was right she did taste good. She was tangy and sweet, and she was his.

“Take me now Allen!”

He needed no further encouragement. Allen ripped open the tiny package of the condom an eased it up his swollen length. Then he put her legs around his waist and penetrated her wetness. “Damn you’re tight; it’s been a long time since you had sex.”

Samantha was meeting him stroke for stroke. “It’s been a while, you’re hardly the first but you’re definitely the best so far. Fuck me harder!”

Allen pounded into her pussy as if he couldn’t get enough. Samantha yelled his name as she came again and he came shortly after. He lay on top of her trying to catch his breath. Both of them were breathing hard like they just ran a race. “I don’t think I can get enough of you. Stay with me tonight.”

It didn’t escape Samantha’s notice that he was telling her to stay, not asking. “That was my plan all along.”

Allen slowly pulled out of her body. He got rid of the used condom and came back to the bed. “Not only do I want you to stay the night, I’m afraid I might not let you go in the morning.”

Samantha was surprised to see Allen’s semi-erection. “I love a man with a fast recovery time.”

“I’m glad because I have plenty of fantasies involve your tight pussy and your ass.”

“Ooh I like it when you talk dirty, let the games begin.”

***

Allen was in the shower as Samantha slept, he knew she was tired because he kept her busy all night long. Damn he felt good. He knew she was scheduled to leave sometime today and he hoped that he could talk her into staying a few extra days.

They deserved that time together. He had one-night stands before, but he never invited the women back to his hotel or his home. Allen didn’t want to have a scene or face an angry woman who felt like she’d be cheated. He hadn’t spent the night with someone since his college days.

He liked his space and he didn’t want a woman cluttering up his life. The problem with Samantha would be getting her to cling a little harder. He better hurry up, or his stubborn female may wake up and sneak out. They didn’t talk much about the future, but he definitely wanted a relationship. They would find a way to make their long distance romance work.

He got out of the shower and walked back into the room and found the bed empty. “Samantha! Damn it Samantha you weren’t supposed to leave!”