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At the Gala... (SexyWriter777 et AdventureGirl)

"Well then," she murmured against his neck, "why are we still here?"

Megan moved with him until the song finally ended. Stepping back while she still had her hand in his. With a sweeping motion of the hand that held her well-armed clutch purse, she gave a brief curtsey. "Thank you for the dance, Mr. Grim. I'm going to visit the ladies room and I shall meet you out in the lobby."

The woman did not wait for a response. She knew he would be there. Off she went to the restroom with a predatory grin chiseled to her face.
 
He smiled as she slipped away. He took this opportunity to return to his car and place the weapons in their various secret compartments within it. Then he returned to the lobby, leaning casually against one of the large marble pillar that dominated the hall. He took a moment to wonder about the lovely woman he had just met, and sighed. It had been a while since he had had this much fun.
 
Excitement coursed through Megan's veins as she was washing her hands. Lifting her eyes up to meet her own gaze in the mirror. The goofy grin that was plastered to her face was one she hadn't seen since she was a kid. "Get a grip, Megan," she whispered to herself and dried her hands.

She smoothed her dress against her flat stomach and left the restroom. The woman had just rounded the corner into the hallway that led to the lobby when her arm was snatched back roughly. The dance junkie was back and seemed more inebriated than he was earlier on the dance floor. "If I can't get a vertical dance, maybe I can get a horizontal one," he slurred with a grin that turned her stomach.

The hold on her arm was too tight to just twist away and anger flared in her. She was not scared in the least. Megan had enough training to kill him without even breaking a sweat, but they were out in the open. If she killed him, her cover would be blown. Instead, she reached up and slapped him hard across the face. The blow so forceful that the idiot's head turned sharply. "Let me go or I will kill you," she growled with a hatred that most people never saw. Well, people that had more than five minutes left to live.
 
Grim noticed the man return and grab Jessica by the arm. He quickly smashed the flare of anger that lit up inside him and stalk forward. He saw her smack him, and was slightly surprised by the amount of force behind it. Yet he moved up behind the man and placed a hand on his shoulder, finding a curve of muscle that protected a sensitive nerve. He knew that with a simple squeeze he could cause the entire arm to go limp.

"I seem to recall telling you to leave us alone." Grim said dangerously.
 
Megan toyed with the notion of letting him save the day again, but that might take a little while and could involve too much attention. She smiled at Jason and her bright blue eyes sparkled. "Let me try a different tactic that most men respond to," she said softly.

The man was so distracted by Jason's grasp on his shoulder that he didn't even notice Megan's knee move with swift purpose. It collided hard between his legs and his grip on her arm fell away instantly. The only sound was a wheezing that came from his opened mouth. Even as large as the man was, he crumpled like a house of cards onto his knees. She leaned down and whispered something into his ear that made his eyes widen.

Megan turned and met Jason's gaze with a charged smile. Her hand brushed across his chest. "Now, where were we? Ah, yes. Some alone time," she said and then headed down the hall in the direction he had come. The hem of her dress licking at the back of her thighs with each step she took. The woman headed for the bank of elevators that serviced this hotel. She was staying on the 20th floor.
 
Grim allowed her to fight off the man once more, then followed the lovely, mysterious woman o the elevators where she pressed the call button. He was curious about what she said to him, but decided it could wait. There were more pleasant matters to attend to. He gently wrapped an arm around her. "I'm looking forward to it..." He whispered in her ear as they entered the elevator. He had deliberately chosen to stay at a different hotel, just to avoid suspicion. But it seemed tonight would be spent here.

But he didn't mind at all.
 
Megan wasted no time at all when they entered the elevator. She pushed the button marked '20' and then was on him like a tiger preying on a gazelle. Pressing his back against the wall of the elevator. She dopped her small clutch purse and her hands were in his hair a second later. Tugging his face down to meet hers and when their lips touched, she could have sworn that a bolt of lightning had found its way into the elevator cab. A sharp moan was muffled as she deepened the kiss.

The girl was on her tip toes and still didn't feel like she had enough height. The kiss was full of hunger, need and a sexual desire she had never known before. Tonight would be a first for her. Tonight, she was going to be with a man she wanted more than any other before him.
 
Grim was equally passionate, pulling her close to his as their lips locked andtheir tongues danced in each other's mouths. His toned and firm body pressed against her, his head tilted slightly downward to meet her lips. The electricity between them was almost tanable, a buzzing feeling through their bodies. But he knew the kiss would have end when the elevator reached it's destination.

But better things would follow it.
 
Megan broke the kiss and took three giant steps away from him until her back hit the opposite wall of the elevator. Her lips were tingling and every nerve in her body was firing. The labored breathing made her chest rise and fall noticeably. Both hands clung to the railing behind her. Dark blue eyes stared at him across the elevator with a need that you could nearly cut through with a knife.

The woman's eyes broke away from his for only a moment to look at the display. The number 10 lit up as the elevator slowly climbed higher. They were halfway there.

"That was a nice start," she purred.
 
He smiled a small half-smile, his own eyes giving off a small gleam of predatory lust. "I can't wait for it to continue." He said, leaning back against the wall of the elevator for a moment. Then there was a ding, and the doors opened. He smiled. "Ladies first." he said, and motioned hr out the door.
 
The elevator doors opened and she approached him once more. This time, though, she crouched down in front of him to retrieve her purse from the floor. Megan was eye level with the zipper on his pants. Biting her bottom lip and letting her eyes drift up his body until they met his. A smoldering look swam into her eyes and she smiled.

Using the muscles in her legs to stand upright again, she turned and left the elevator. The 20th floor held the more opulent suites that the hotel boasted in their online advertisements. The woman liked to splurge every once in a while. Though, she had plenty of money.

Keeping her gun hidden in her purse, she withdrew her keycard and slid it into the slot on the door. Opening the door and stepping inside. "Mr. Grim," she said while holding the door open for him.
 
He smiled as she bent down in front of him. His eyes travled to her rear breifly, but then returned to her face as she stood. He followed her to the door and entered as she held it open. He paused just inside the door, grabbing her and pulling her close so that they were nose to nose, lips inches apart. The door swung she behind her. "Yes Miss Thomas?" He whispered in reply.
 
Megan could barely contain herself this close to him. She could smell his drink on his breath and feel the warmth of it across her nose each time he exhaled. There was no doubt in her mind that her panties were damp. Her heart was racing and threatened to burst from her chest, but she held completely still. Their bodies touching, but their lips a few inches apart. "Would you care for the grand tour?" she whispered while she tried to keep her breathing under control.
 
He smiled. "I'd love it, provided the bedroom is the final stop." He said, his eyes gazing into hers. His fingers stroked the soft flesh of her arms before releasingher so she could step away and proceed to show him around the suite. But that release of her body took a lot of effort, resisting the urge to kiss her and take her right there.
 
Even putting some distance between them didn't douse the fire that was already raging inside her. She almost reached out to the wall in order to steady herself. But she was able to walk slowly into the suite. The hallway led into a spacious living area that was appointed with a leather couch and even a small wet bar in the corner. One entire wall was floor to celiing windows that overlooked the city beneath them.

"This is the main room of the suite," she waved her arm out, but continued walking. Opening a door to the right. "This is the bathroom," she rushed by without turning on the light.

The next door she opened led to the expansive bedroom. It, too, had floor to ceiling windows that made up one entire wall along with a king-sized, four poster bed that took up nearly half of the room. Dropping her purse in one of the dresser drawers as she walked by it. Megan headed for the windows.
 
Grim nodded, impressed with her lodings. He deliberatly chose shall, nondescript rooms so to stay under the radar, but that was personal preference. When they entered the bed room he smiled slightly. As she moved to the windows, he wondered what she was doind, but followed her nonetheless.
 
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