Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Grand Hyatt Girls ❯ Ophelia the Queen ( Chapter 26 )

Ophelia the Queen

Jenny wasn't the only one who was having a good night. Ophelia herself has been getting some action. Because of course. Andy gave them license to do so. They just couldn't get kicked out and banned from the hotel. Should be easy, right? The girls didn't think about that. They were free to act as they pleased on camera. Ophelia knew this too well.

Tonight, she was taking back another man to her room. This guy was a little bit older than her. Ophelia didn't care. He was just that hot. They met at the dance club. The model sat at the bar, looking around for a hot man to hook-up with. She had her fill for tonight. Ophelia dolled herself up too. She went with the classic short black dress with the fishnet stockings. Now the dress was tight enough to hug he curve and short enough to show off the bottoms of her cheeks. Ophelia was used to the men staring at her. She was on the hunt after all. She just needed to let her charm do the talking. Lucky for the model, that wouldn't take too long tonight.

He had to be about twenty-seven years old. His face said that he was nineteen. This guy looked so good under the brightly colored lights. He held a cigarette between his fingers. Ophelia couldn't take her eyes off of him. She got up and walked over to the man in the leather jacket. He didn't look up until she was close to him. Ophelia's deep red lips curved into a catlike smile.

"Hello!" she shouted over the music. The man had a curious look on his face as he looked up and down. He didn't seem to know what to make of her. Ophelia sat down next to him.

"I'm bored," she lied. "Please entertain me?" The man raised his eyebrow.

"Excuse me?" he asked. Ophelia finished her drink.

"I'm just looking for a good time," she said. Her hand rested on his knee. The man didn't flinch. Ophelia batted her eyelashes.

"Can you give me that good time?" she asked. The man took a drag of his cigarette and shrugged.

"Sure," he said. That was it? No challenge? No real resistance? No real reaction? Just a sure? Okay...

"Kiss me," Ophelia said. The man snubbed out his cigarette. He turned and kissed her on the lips. Something about that kiss warmed up her chest. Disappointment set in when he pulled away. Ophelia pouted as she frowned.

"That's it?" she asked. The man stared at her with no emotion on his face.

"Did you want more?" he asked.

"Yes!" Ophelia said. She leaned and kissed him hard on the lips. He didn't move at first. His hands slowly creeped up to his arms. Ophelia slipped her tongue into his mouth. The cigarette taste teased her mouth. Not her favorite, but she wanted some action tonight, damn it! Ophelia climbed into his lap. She grabbed onto him in the kiss. The pair broke away from each other.

"I think I want to get out of here," Ophelia said in a whisper. "Please let me take you back to my room." She sounded so genuine when she pleaded that. It was going to only be a one night thing, but still...

The man kissed her on the forehead. "Okay."

Ophelia climbed off of his lap. She took him by the hand and led him out of the club. That turned out to be a good night.