That’s when he heard her clear her throat, and he looked out into the hallway. Chelle stood in the open doorway of his room, wearing only a black, almost see-through robe and a shade of red lipstick she hadn’t been wearing on their date. Dazed, he just stood there drinking her in, memorizing the way he could almost see all of her soft curves that made his mouth go dry. She toyed onerously with the end of her hair for a second and then set her shoulders. One side of her mouth tilted up into a smile as she curled her finger at him and then disappeared into his room.

No one needed to tell him twice. He strode across the hall and shut the bedroom door behind him. He didn’t know where he wanted to look first. Her perfect tits nearly overflowing from the black bra she wore under the robe? Her hips that curved out in an exaggerated hourglass? The fuck-me red of her lips? The still a bit skittish but determined gleam in her eyes that promised he was in for a good time, but it wouldn’t be easy? He doubted anything was with Chelle, and he more than appreciated that fact.

“I thought I told you to take your clothes off,” he said as he crossed over to her, getting nearly close enough to touch her smooth skin before something in her eyes stopped him.

“Oh,” she said with a sexy, husky chuckle, “you just want me in red lipstick and nothing else?”

“More than fucking life itself,” he said, flicking open the top button on his jeans, so ready to torment her as hard as it seemed she was determined to tease him. “But why don’t you sit back, have a drink, and let me show you how much?”

She sat down on the chair in the corner of the room where there was already an old-fashioned glass with a finger of whiskey waiting within reach. She picked up the glass and took a long drink before holding the glass in her lap with a tight grip.

Fuck.

He had no clue what was going on, but he had to make sure she was all in. “Chelle, are you sure you want this?”

“It’s just been a long time and you’re so much younger and there’s no way that I look anywhere close to the women you’re usually with and you don’t want someone like me.” She pressed her fingers to her lips. “I’m messing everything up.”