The Lotus

Chapter 3

Jasmine POV

Walker helps me into his room. I have my phone in one hand and a bottle of Tequila in the other. I feel so lost. He is being so sweet.

“Where is my purse?” I ask Walker.

He looks at me puzzled. “It is on your arm,” he answers.

“Oh,” I answer him.

I set the bottle down. “I need a glass,” I say.

Walker sits down beside me. “Slow down a little. Tell me what is going on,” he says.

I pat his leg. “Sure get me a glass and I will tell you everything,” I say.

My brain does feel a little fuzzy. Walker goes to the minibar and grabs a glass and a coke. “You need anything else from over here,” he asks.

I shake my head no. He brings the glass and coke. He sets both on the table beside the tequila. I pour myself a glass of tequila. I open the coke. I look at him. Damn, he is sexy. I cannot think of him that way.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?” he asks.

“Jonah has been working in Arizona a lot. We have always been separated a lot through our marriage but now he seems to have met someone out there and he says he wants a divorce,” I say.

He pulls me into his arms. “I am so sorry. I will do whatever you need me to. Do you want to stay here at the hotel until you figure everything out?” He says.

He just offered to let me stay at the hotel. That would be great. I wouldn’t have to look at Jonah's stuff for one. It would give me time to think.

“Really? You would let me stay here?” I ask.

“Yes. You run this place 24/7 anyway. At least that way you might make it to work on time,” he jokes.

I laugh. “Nope. I will probably still be late,” I say.

“You are probably right,” he says.

I pour myself another drink. “I am not even really that upset and that is what is upsetting me. What does that say about me as a person? I mean my husband told me he wants a divorce and I just kind of zoned out. When I realized I wasn’t upset then I got upset,” I say.

Walker begins to laugh. “That is a lot. I mean are you upset or are you just relieved?” he asks.

I sit for a moment. I think about my marriage with Jonah. He is the sweetest man I have ever met. “I honestly do not think I am upset,” I say.

I start to pour myself another. “You need to slow down,” Walker says.

I glare at him. “You could drink with me,” I suggest.

He gets up and gets another glass from the minibar. He sits down beside me and pours himself a glass of tequila. “Okay now we are both going to have a hangover tomorrow at work,” he says.

“Not me. Tomorrow is my off day,” I say.

“Oh yeah. That is right. So are we going to sit in here and drink tequila all night or do you want to go up to the roof and watch it rain?” he asks.

“I love to watch the rain up there. It is so peaceful,” I say.

“I know you do,” he says.

He is being so kind. He is always nice to me. I know he can be an a*s to other people but to me, he has always been kind.

I hear loud noises in the hall. “It’s the children,” I say.

“Maybe they will go to your room,” he says.

“If Bauer stays in my room tonight I want another room,” I say.

“No offense to Chanel but I bet she f***s him,” Walker says.

“Oh, no offense taken, Walker. I would bet money on it,” I say.

I try to stand up to go get myself another coke. “Where are you going?” he asks.

“I want another coke,” I say.

He reaches onto the table and picks up the second one he brought me. “Oh, thanks,” I say.

I go to sit back down and I land right in his lap. “I am sorry,” I say.

For a moment I am stuck sitting in his lap looking into his eyes. I cannot take my eyes off of him. I do not know why but I lean in and kiss him.

I pull back from him. “ I am sorry, Walker. I shouldn’t have done that,” I say.

He pulls me into him and kisses me again. This kiss has more passion than the first. He pulls me closer to him. He runs his hand up my back cradles me in his arms. It has been so long since someone kissed me with that kind of passion.

I cannot even believe this is happening. I would never have been so bold with him. I am not sure if I should run or if I should go further. What the hell! I am going to go for it.

I pull back and realize I am breathing heavy. Oh my damn I am so turned on by him. “I will stop if you want me to,” he says.

“No don’t stop,” I say.

He pulls me back into him and kisses me again. I run my hand along with the buttons of his shirt. I want to feel his perfect body against me. I am acting like a w***e. I don’t even care. He opens my shirt and exposes my b*a.

I cannot even remember the last time a man touched me. Here I am with my shirt open exposing myself to this extremely sexy man. What the hell am I doing?

I cannot even catch my breath. He pulls my shirt completely off of me and pulls me back into him. I push back. I pull up my skirt and straddle him. I want to feel him beneath me. I want to feel his excitement under me.

He pulls me back into his embrace. His hands are all over me. I can feel him beneath me growing. I begin to rock my hips. My wet panties against his hard manhood growing with every rock of my hips.

He unfastens my b*a and sets my breast free. He immediately begins to kiss one and grabs the other with his free hand. His other hand is on my a*s guiding me as I rock against him. I begin to moan as he bits into my n****e. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I need to f**k him.

He releases my n****e. I take this opportunity to get off of him. I slide between his legs and undo his buckle then unzip his pants. I free him. His huge c**k is before me. I take him into my mouth and begin to suck him. He takes both hands and guides my head up and down. He pushes up to meet the back of my throat. He is so large it is difficult to concentrate. All I can think about is getting him inside me.

“Stop,” he says.

Oh damn did I do something wrong? He pulls me off of him. I could gobble him up all night. Why did he stop me?

Still on my knees in front of the sofa, he rises in front of me and removes his clothes. I watch him taking it all off. His amazingly perfect body. His abs, his huge c**k in front of me. He reaches for my hand and pulls me to my feet. He takes my skirt off roughly.

“Come with me,” he demands.

I follow him to the bed. He picks me up and places me on the bed. He climbs in the bed with me. He divides my legs. He is on top of me. His huge manhood at my entrance. He leans into me and kisses me. As he kisses me he pushes his c**k hard into me. I gasp at the girth of him. I have never had something so big inside me. He thrust into me hard and deep. I can feel him filling me completely. My walls are tingling. My body is shaking from his deep impact.

“You’re as tight as a virgin,” he says to me.

I moan when his deep sexy voice speaks in my ear. Jonah never did that. He never spoke to me during s*x. It was wham bam done.

Walker continues to thrust deeper and deeper into me. His thrust sending a sensation throughout my body. Walker reaches for my wrists. He pins them behind me as if to hold me down. Maybe that is what he likes. He pins me while thrusting into me harder and deeper. I have never had a man f**k me like this.

He slows down and comes closer to me. I can feel his breath against my ear. “Tell me how you like it!” he says.

He pumps into me hard when I do not answer, holding my wrist tighter.

“I said tell me how you like it!” he says in a much firmer tone.

“Harder,” I say meekly.

I am not sure what to do. I have never had a man ask me this. He begins thrusting into me harder. My legs start shaking. I can feel my walls tightening around his c**k. I begin to moan louder and louder. I begin to c*m hard. I have never c*m like this before. He keeps thrusting hard into me as I c*m.

“Good girl,” he says.

He pulls out of me. “Finish me,” he demands.

He lays back on the bed. I immediately am on him sucking him as he demands. I take him in my mouth deep. He is so big I feel as if my mouth is going to c***k wide open. He begins pushing my head down further onto him. He moans as he pushes me down. With my head pinned he cums down my throat.

He releases my head and pulls me close to him. He kisses my lips. I feel like his c*m is still seeping from my mouth. “Such a good girl you are,” he says.

I lay my head on him. What in the hell have I done?