Proposal in Room 309 Read Free

‘In the six months we’ve been living together, how many times have you slept in pyjamas?’
    Ah, good point. ‘Never,’ she admitted. ‘Mostly because you take them off as soon as I get into bed.’
    Ben’s eyes darkened with passion. ‘Exactly. So, we’re going to go up to our room, get naked, play around and then we’re going to have dinner and then we’re going to play around some more.’
    Yeah, dinner and stunning sex. Brilliant birthday present!
    ***
    Ben and Joely walked into the lift and when the lift doors closed behind them, Joely stood in front of Ben, her hand behind her, resting on his thigh. Ben wound his arm around her waist and nuzzled that sensitive spot just under her ear. The other couple in the lift, huddled into opposite corners of the lift and looking middle-aged and tired, glanced their way.
    ‘We used to be like them,’ the woman hissed at her husband and in the reflection of the metal panels Ben saw her pursing her lips.
    ‘Like what?’ the husband asked in an equally low but easily distinguishable tone.
    Pursed Lips threw a malevolent glance at her husband. ‘You know…happy. Young, excited to be together…then we got married!’
    Ben tipped his head back and swore silently. Seriously? Again? He thought the divorcing couple in the bar were a one off and he was now stuck in a lift with Mrs Unhappy and her Furious Spouse. Ok, universe, catch a clue. I want to ask her to
get
married, not reinforce her beliefs that marriage is very bad idea. Help me out here, ok? Happy married’s only please.
    ‘Can we not discuss this now?’ the man asked.
    Good plan, Ben thought, hoping the wife would keep their marriage woes to herself. He saw her take a deep breath and knew that he was out of luck. Forgetting, or not caring, that Ben and Joely were in the lift with them, the volume of her voice lifted. ‘I cannot believe that you hauled me off to this stuffy hotel when you knew that I wanted to go to Vegas! Before we were married, you listened to me and paid attention to my needs!’
    Ben wanted to send the man a sympathetic look but refrained. Guess you’re not getting lucky tonight, mate.
    ‘Twenty five years and it comes to this!’ The woman hissed the words and Ben saw Joely grimace.
    This
being a holiday in one of the greatest cities in the world, staying at one of the greatest hotels in the world. Not exactly a shabby proposition, Ben thought.
    The lift stopped and the husband looked at his wife with blazing eyes and didn’t bother to keep his voice down. ‘Frankly, twenty five years is far too bloody long to put up with you and your miserable attitude.’
    ‘Wow,’ Joely said to Ben as the couple stomped out of the lift. ‘And I thought this hotel was supposed to be super-romantic, an oasis away from all of life’s troubles.’
    Yeah, so did he. Dammit.

Chapter Three
    Ben reached for her as soon as the door to their room shut behind him. Joely had an impression of a small sitting room with a couch and a chair, the scent of flowers, before Ben’s arms wrapped around her back and lifted her up and into him. Joely wrapped her legs around his waist and lowered her mouth to his and fed him kisses in a long, passionate stream. She adored the way she felt in his arms, feminine and small, protected, loved. There was so much to love about Ben and her passion for him was as strong as it had been when they’d first met and that was a constant surprise to her. She was still in awe of his strength, loved the play of those hard muscles under masculine skin, the deep groan of appreciation he made in his throat to tell her he enjoyed her fingers skittering across his body, the way his grey eyes deepened with passion as she rubbed herself against the long length of him, a promise of naughtier, sexier things to come.
    ‘Birthday sex,’ Joely said, smiling against his lips. ‘Yay.’
    ‘And how should birthday sex be better than normal sex?’
    ‘You’re a smart guy, I’m sure you can