Page 50 of Tinsel & Chrome

Sienna

So, maybe puking on your knight in shining armor wasn’t the best thing to do. But I never, in a million years, thought those tequila shots and margaritas were going to cause such havoc on my stomach. When was the last time I’d eaten anyway? Shit, I guess I really should have had something to eat before I’d hit the club. My lunch had apparently not cut it to give me a barrier for the alcohol.

Noah opened a door and turned on the light. The space wasn’t big, but had enough room for a dresser and a queen size bed and night stand. I noticed two doors, one just on the other side of the bed and the other to the right of the room.

“The bathroom should have some towels. I’ll go grab you some water. Then you can settle in and we’ll figure out your hotel in the morning,”

Noah said.

“You're staying here too, right?”

I asked, suddenly feeling panicked.

“Yeah, I'll be down the hall,”

Noah said as he left me alone in the room.

Sitting on the bed, I tried not to hyperventilate. I didn’t feel unsafe or any weird vibes here, but something just didn’t feel settled. I twisted the strap of my purse around my finger as I stared at the wall. There was a photograph of a bunch of motorcycles, like a swarm covering the asphalt of the road.

“Here,”

Noah said, startling me a little as my mind had drifted off, “I found you a toothbrush and toothpaste.”

“Thanks,”

I mumbled as he set the items on the bed and pushed the cup of water toward me. Taking it from his outstretched hand, I took a sip.

“Are we alone here?”

“Yeah, probably. A bunch of the brothers are out of town right now,”

Noah said.

“Is this your home?”

I asked, just to keep him in the room a minute longer.

“Sometimes. I have an apartment too,”

Noah said and turned to go.

“I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Good night,”

I said, disappointment hitting my chest like a brick.

What was my problem? Other than being grumpy this guy had been nothing but kind to me. It was hardly his problem, I’d gotten drunk, sick, and forgotten both my hotel and key card in the same night. I’m lucky he didn’t just leave me on the sidewalk. After so much time I didn’t think I was remotely drunk anymore, but tiredness clung to me like a bad haircut. Slowly, I got up from the bed and put the cup on the nightstand. Scooping up the items he'd brought, I went into the bathroom to get the funk out of my mouth. With that and a quick pee, I began to feel more human. Pulling back the bedspread, I hit the light and dashed into the covers still wearing my sun dress.

*****

Turning over, I opened my eyes, disoriented for a minute until I remembered I was in a strange bed, in a strange room in Mercy, North Carolina. Fumbling, I hit the screen of my cell phone when I found it on the nightstand, and the light illuminated to tell me it was 5:30 am.

“Well, damn,”

I said to the empty room, “it was the Holiday Inn.”

It figured I’d remember when it was far too late to change the way things ended tonight. Before I lost my nerve, I jumped out of bed and found the light switch on the wall. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the light. Opening the door, I peered out into the hallway, checking both right and left. The silence around me was deafening. It was starting to creep me out, so I found the flashlight feature on my cell, and decided to go in the opposite direction of how Noah and I had come into the building. Sweeping the light both right and left, I tried to guess what room Noah might be in. The last thing I needed was to guess wrong and wake some unknown person up. All the doors were closed except for one at the very end of the hall. The door was slightly ajar and I decided I’d just have to take a chance.

Ever so slowly, I pushed the door open wider and let the light of my phone highlight the room. The unmistakable shape of a body was on the bed, so I tiptoed closer to see if it was Noah. To my relief, I noticed his hair color on the pillow and then saw his arm with the bandage from his ink work tonight. He was lying on his back, his hand resting near the side of the mattress. My decision was made in an instant, I scurried over to the other side of the bed, and got into the covers, scooting up to his side and resting my head on his shoulder. The warmth of his body radiated into me causing me to sigh. Noah turned in his sleep, dislodging me from his shoulder as his arm came around my body. Being so close to him was making me tingle all over and I let my hand touch his arm.

“Is there something wrong?”

Noah asked, voice groggy from sleep. Thankfully, he didn’t move.

“I’m staying at the Holiday Inn,”

I said, softly.

“What time is it?” He asked.

“It’s still really early,”

I said, enjoying this moment more than I probably should, as I yawned.

Noah abruptly sat up, “that announcement couldn’t wait until morning?”

“Well, it's technically morning,”

I said as I tried to make out his expression, but failed in the dark room.

“Go back to bed, Sienna. We can start over later, much later,”

he said and he flopped back, turning his body away from me.

I spooned his back, as I reached around and put my hand on his stomach. His stomach clenched under my hand. Since the ride on his bike, I’d been curious about what his clothes were hiding ever since.

“I don’t want to go back. I like it right here,”

I said and closed my eyes.

“Go anyway, so I can sleep,”

he grumbled.

“I’m not stopping you from sleeping,”

I said, moving my leg over one of his.

Before I could blink, I was on my back, Noah hovering above me.

“I don’t even like you!”

I giggled, “yes, you do.”

When I felt his lips on mine, I opened immediately, drawing him closer to me as I wrapped my arms around him. His erection was touching my thigh and after a minute, I skimmed my hand down to touch him through his shorts. He groaned as he trailed his mouth along my jaw.

“We can’t do this,”

Noah said between kisses down my neck.

“Yes, we can,”

I said and moved my hand under the material of his shorts.

His cock was so firm against my hand and warm to the touch. Gliding my fingers down his shaft, I took the base and began stroking up and down. Noah started biting my skin, lightly grazing. When he got to my nipple and started licking, I gasped and decided I needed more, so I stopped stroking him and took both hands to push his waistband down.

“You sure about this, Sienna,”

Noah said, leaning back peering down at me.

“I am,”

I said and moved to get my dress off.

“You, still drunk?”

He groaned as I laid back after tossing my dress somewhere off the bed.

“Not even a little bit,”

I said and to my surprise, Noah jumped out of the bed.

“Wait,”

I shrieked and sat up, pausing when he turned on the bedside light.

My mouth watered as I took in his nearly naked body. He was beautiful as if he’d been sculpted out of marble by some master craftsman. My panties were already soaked as I absently grabbed at the material to get them off my legs. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me.