Chapter 802 - Penelope (1)

~ Los Angeles, Hollywood Views hotel ~

Sometime earlier…

Harriet is in the hotel room, sitting on a chair and facing Benjamin Casano over a small desk which has two glasses filled with liquor. He is the man she 'met' previous night in the Dark Prince club.

She is super nervous and more than once she wanted to leave, but her curiosity told her to stay. Besides her unexplainable interest in the man in front of her, this is the first time that Harriet is doing something that she knows her parents will absolutely not approve. She is terrified and exhilarated by the sudden sense of freedom. At the age of twenty seven, for the first time, she is doing something she wants to do without asking her parents for permission or expecting them to agree with her actions.

Benjamin is nervously rotating the glass in front of him with tips of his fingers while his eyes are darting between his drink and Harriet.

"Did Stephanie sent you?", he asked after some time. "Tell her that I can't afford to give her any more money on top of the alimony. I can barely pay my bills and rent. I'm already giving her more than half of my paycheck!"

Harriet was confused. It seems that he assumed she is here to ask for more money on top of existing alimony.

"Stephanie? Is that your ex-wife?"

"Don't pretend that you don't know…" Benjamin paused and observed Harriet's expression. "Wait… you don't know who Stephanie is… Who are you? What do you want?"

Harriet mind was racing. Who is she and what does she want? She can't tell him who she is… if he ends up looking for her, it will be a disaster.

"You can call me… Penelope." That was the first name that came to her mind... the name that Kyra used to book the VIP room. "You assumed that your ex-wife sent me. Why?"

"Because you used Becca to make me come here and mentioned last night. And Stephanie will do anything just to squeeze more money out of me."

Harriet understood that his ex-wife is getting money from him because she has the custody of their daughter. And it seems that woman wants to get as much as possible without caring how much is left for him. But that is none of her concern. She is here for another reason…

"How much do you remember from last night?"

"We were drinking, and some guy gave us a card for a VIP room, and that was sweet because those rooms come with a full minibar… and then some girls got in by accident…" Benjamin looked at Harriet carefully for few seconds before his eyebrows shoot up. "You are the girl from last night!"

Awkward silence filled up the room.

"Why are we here?", he asked.

Harriet nervously took a deep breath. "What do you think?"

Benjamin glanced at her from top to bottom. "I don't think it's about the money. Your dress alone is probably worth at least my three monthly salaries. You are young and beautiful so I can't assume that you are interested in me… I don't know. Are you upset because I didn't pay extra? I remember kissing, and… touching… and then I passed out. Do I need to pay for the touching? I didn't do more than that, right?"

Benjamin thought how that does not make sense. If anyone would come for the money, that would be a bouncer or a debt collector. Definitely someone bigger with a lot of muscles, and not this delicate young lady. At the same time, will they go to the lengths of chasing him down for maybe one hundred dollars? He shook his head. "I don't know. Why did you call me to come here?"

Harriet swallowed with difficulty. "What if I tell you that I want us to continue where we stopped last night?"

"Whaaaaat?", Benjamin almost squealed, unable to comprehend what he just heard.

Harriet looked at the stunned man in front of her. "You said that I'm young and beautiful. Are you going to reject me?"

Benjamin was staring at Harriet with his mouth open. She is young, with a hot body, and beautiful… just by looking at her skin he can tell that she takes care of herself… and she is coming on to him? Will he be crazy to reject her? He shook his head slightly.

Harriet exhaled and pointed at his glass. "Drink up… it seems you need it."

Benjamin obediently downed his drink in one go while his eyes didn't leave Harriet.

Harriet stood up and turned her back to him. She flipped her hair on one side. "Help me with the zipper."

Benjamin unzipped Harriet's dress with shaky fingers. His brain refused to comprehend that a fine young lady like Harriet will come at him. Just what is with this stroke of luck? Previous day, a free VIP room and fondling, and today… what exactly is going to happen? She said to continue where they stopped last night… Benjamin's throat was dry, and he felt that his member is already rock hard and throbbing.

As Harriet's dress slipped down to her ankles, Benjamin stepped closer to her. His palms moved over her shoulders and down her arms slowly while his eyes took in the shape of her body hungrily from the back.

"You are gorgeous…", he said under his breath.

She felt his nose brushing from her shoulder to her neck as he inhaled her scent and her knees trembled.

Desire and lust replaced any shyness and reluctance Harriet had when his sweaty palms snaked around her waist and went up, under her bra, pushing it up out of the way while he cupped her breasts… few seconds later, he pinched her nipples and she moaned.

"Damn, you are wet!", he mumbled while kissing her neck when his hand slipped inside her panties.

Yes, she was wet, because she wanted to feel him again, just like the previous night… and more, she is curious to find out what that 'more' is. And she was not disappointed. Benjamin is an experienced, older man, and he knows that if he does not satisfy a woman, that woman will not come back asking for more. And he really wanted Harriet to come back for more.

He took his time kissing, licking and fondling her body, and he enjoyed that she leaned on him whenever her knees gave up. He didn't allow her to go to the bed. Not yet.

He pinned her against the wall while he made sure that no spot on her body stays untouched.

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