02-10-2025, 01:05 PM
Rachel took the offered arm, her smile genuine even with the other girls there, whispering to each other. They did nothing as they passed. That surprised Rachel l, but it allowed her mind back on what was happening. She could feel her heart beating with anticipation even as the nerves were in the back of her mind. All of this was a new experience for her.
The elevator was slow, people got on at almost every floor. It was irritating. Rachel had wanted to start kissing him as soon as the doors shut, but she held back. It wasn’t a proper place to do that. They finally arrived and Rachel took Cruz’s offered hand to get out of her shoes off and put them next to Cruz’s. He really was quite the gentleman.
She finally looked around seeing that Cruz had gotten them a suite. She knew Cruz was rich, but now that he was VP at Jivana he had strings to pull. Rachel knew Emily did too, even if she hardly pulled them. Rachel debated what to do. She could sit on the couch and wait for the wine, or she could choose the bed, being a little more forward with what she wanted. She wasn’t foolish enough to think that Cruz didn’t know she wanted this. But the message could be driven home. There were ways she could push it even farther.
Rachel eventually decided on neither of those, instead following him as he began to open a bottle of wine. She pressed her body against his back and wrapped her arms around his abdomen. She could smell his cologne - not overpowering or anything. She didn’t speak, but her hands moved slowly, caressing gently.
The elevator was slow, people got on at almost every floor. It was irritating. Rachel had wanted to start kissing him as soon as the doors shut, but she held back. It wasn’t a proper place to do that. They finally arrived and Rachel took Cruz’s offered hand to get out of her shoes off and put them next to Cruz’s. He really was quite the gentleman.
She finally looked around seeing that Cruz had gotten them a suite. She knew Cruz was rich, but now that he was VP at Jivana he had strings to pull. Rachel knew Emily did too, even if she hardly pulled them. Rachel debated what to do. She could sit on the couch and wait for the wine, or she could choose the bed, being a little more forward with what she wanted. She wasn’t foolish enough to think that Cruz didn’t know she wanted this. But the message could be driven home. There were ways she could push it even farther.
Rachel eventually decided on neither of those, instead following him as he began to open a bottle of wine. She pressed her body against his back and wrapped her arms around his abdomen. She could smell his cologne - not overpowering or anything. She didn’t speak, but her hands moved slowly, caressing gently.