Daisy - Sex Stories

Daisy

... much, I thought you’d like the honor to be the first to see and explore the Shamrock’s sister hotel.”

“It’s not finished,” frowned Daisy.

“Let’s see if that’s true.” His hands slid down her arms. Then one stopped to hold hers, fingers laced together. It was the first time he had tried to hold her hand, and the first time she didn’t flinch at the thought of it. Her plan was foolproof, so there was no way it would go as far as he thought. He pulled her along behind him. She stepped over the grass and cobblestone pathway in her tennis shoes, looking around. She noticed that there was nothing but desert-land as far as the eye could see and the road that lead them out of it. Why build a place here? She prayed silently that it wasn’t as blistering hot inside as it had been out.

Inside, she found the bottom level depressingly ordinary. However, there was an elevator that waited, open. Planks of wood and tools were about. The cement floor was covered in sawdust, which when disturbed, tickled her nose. Together, they left footprints over the dusty surface.

Aiden stepped inside the elevator. He reached around her to press the top button to the 23rd floor. He continued to hold her hand. It was a tight grip, as if he expected her to run. She looked over at him again and saw those hard lines around his eyes and mouth. Was he mad at her? What had she done to him to make him so moody? And if he didn’t like her, why bring her here? Be with her, like this? He gave her a tug and ...

... pulled her closer.

“Is everything okay?” she asked.

Aiden’s eyes returned to her. He blinked away his scowl in a flash. His smile was so bright, she thought his teeth sparkled. “Just fine,” he said, releasing her.

“So why a hotel way out here? In the middle of nowhere?”

“It won’t be the middle of nowhere when I’m done with it.”

“But it’s so close to Vegas. It’ll be your competition, won’t it?”

Aiden smiled. “Well yes, I guess it will.” The elevator dinged. The doors parted. Daisy peeked out, not sure what awaited her. Pete’s warning of leaving with this man blared in her subconscious. Now she was in a desert in an abandoned hotel.

The first to greet her was the cool air-conditioning. Aiden let her step off first. She hesitated briefly at the extravagance. It was exactly like the Lucky Charm restaurant in the Shamrock. She could see her face in the floors, they were polished so beautifully. A man in a blue vest, pink shirt and dark slacks stepped out to greet Aiden.

“Mr. Keane, it is good to see you sir. Please come this way.”

Aiden’s hand pressed against the hollow of her back. Daisy realized how she must look in such an elegant place. Again she’d had no idea she was going anywhere, and the clothing choices had of course, been her own. But now, she sure as hell didn’t want to appear like the country bumpkin he thought she was. Fixing the front of her shirt, she tried to walk with her head high. These people didn’t know her. Hell, even people with ...