Sex Stalker (4 page)
“That was so good,” he told her. “Thank you.”
She lay down beside him and kissed him. “My pleasure, sexy.”
Ryan was so relaxed he felt suddenly very sleepy. In no time he drifted off into a deep slumber with M’s face nuzzled into his neck.
* * *
He awoke to daylight creeping in around the edges of the blackout curtains. Still drowsy, he felt the bed beside him. It was empty.
Ryan sat bolt upright, suddenly wide awake, and looked all around in the dim light.
M was nowhere to be seen.
He searched the small bathroom. Not in there. Getting dressed quickly, Ryan stepped outside into bright morning sunlight. He squinted against the sudden harsh glare and waited for his eyes to adjust. When they had he scanned the car park. Nothing.
In the manager’s office he found a short, balding middle-aged man sitting behind a desk watching sport on cable TV.
“The woman from Room One,” Ryan said. “Where is she?”
The man didn’t take his eyes from the screen. “How the hell should I know? Gone home probably.”
“What name did she book under?” Ryan wanted to know.
The man shrugged and shook his head. “No name. No details. She paid cash up front and I don’t ask no questions.”
“Fuck!” Ryan spat and went back outside. “Damn it.”
Feeling frustrated and somewhat deflated that he’d failed to discover her identity, Ryan got into his BMW and headed for home. As he drove he thought about last night and wondered if he’d ever see her again.
Who the hell was M?
THE END
Taken from the book:
Hot and Steamy: Sizzling Sex Stories
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