The phone slipped from Taru's hand, landing on the plush carpet with a soft thud. She lay back on the hotel bed, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. Her husband's voice echoed in her ears, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Just as she was about to drift off, she heard the faint click of the hotel door lock. She sat up, her heart racing. The door slowly swung open, revealing Mike standing in the hallway. Taru's eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. She stood up, her silk robe gaping open, revealing the curves of her body.
Mike's eyes traveled down her figure, taking in the sight of her flushed skin and disheveled hair. He cleared his throat, trying to play it cool. "Taru, I didn't mean to interrupt..."
"Oh, Mike," Taru purred, her voice dripping with sensuality. "You're not interrupting anything." She gestured towards the mini-bar. "Can I offer you a drink?"
Mike nodded, his gaze still fixed on her. He stepped into the suite, his eyes never leaving her body. Taru poured him a whiskey, her movements deliberate and sensual. She handed him the glass, their fingers brushing against each other.
"I came to discuss some business," Mike said, trying to refocus the conversation. "We have a tough negotiation tomorrow."
Taru smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I might need a 'hands-on' approach to training," she said, her voice low and seductive.
Mike raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her boldness. "Is that so?"
Taru took a seat next to him, their legs brushing against each other. She leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "I heard you're quite the expert in negotiations," she said, her voice dripping with innuendo.
Mike laughed, trying to maintain a professional demeanor. "Taru, we're here to work."
Taru pouted, her bottom lip sticking out in a playful gesture. "Can't we mix a little pleasure with business?" she asked, her eyes wide and innocent.
Mike hesitated, torn between his professional responsibilities and his growing attraction to Taru. But as Taru's hand brushed against his thigh, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep kiss.
Taru was taken aback, but she quickly responded, her hands exploring his muscular frame. She pulled him closer, their bodies entwined in a dance of desire. The tension between them finally released, they tangled together, their breaths mingling in the dim light of the hotel suite.
Want to know how it ends?
This is just the opening chapter. Continue the saga — or write a steamy tale starring you.