Bradleys POV

I exit the lift and walk through the lobby, hoping to still find Alexis standing there. But she wasn't.

Where the hell am I gonna find this girl?

I turn around and make my way over to the lifts again and quickly jump inside. I select a button that has the description "Lounge & Terrace " written next to it. It sounded like a good place to start.

As I step out of the lift, I hear a faint sound. A female voice and a familiar giggle.

Bingo!

I make my way over to where the voices are, which soon leads me out to a private terrace. The door is slightly ajar, so I stealthily squeeze through without making a sound.

I can see 2 females a few metres in front of me, with Alexis back towards me. The unknown womans face is covered by Alexis, apart from her long blonde hair.

I slowly stride over, my gaze never leaving Alexis beautiful backside.

Fucking ass on her.

I could just sink my teeth into that. Better yet, I'd like to sink my dick into that little peach right about now and I'm getting hard just thinking about it.

I painfully rip my eyes away from her ass as I finally make my presence known.

"Hope I'm not interrupting ladies?"

Alexis jumps, then quickly turns around to face me. I move a few steps forward as she moves a few steps back, now in line with her blonde companion.

"Hello again Alexis." I say. My eyes still fixated on her face. More precisely, her lips which she's subconsciously biting down on.

"Hello Mr Vaughn." She replies.

"Oh Mr Vaughn! We've been looking forward to your arrival."

My head whips to my right as my attention now zeroes in on the other woman.

Jesus Christ.

My eyes slowly travel up from her long, tanned, silky legs to the hem of her red dress which clings seductively around her hips. My gaze continues to travel upwards, pausing slightly on her perky breasts.

I can feel my mouth salivating as I force the thought of suckling this womans' breast, out of my head.

I reach her face and my god, she is a stunner.

"Please, call me Bradley." I reply, completely fixated on this woman.

"Well Bradley, I'm Ava Cooper and I'll be looking after you during your stay here. We can begin the tour downstairs."

She inches forward, lightly planting her right hand on my torso, then whispers "Don't worry, you're in very good hands."

The urge to just bend her over the balcony and fuck her senseless is painful. I can feel my growing erection rubbing against my boxers as I'm in dire need of another quick release.

Her hand lingers on my torso for a few more minutes before slowly backing away.

"If you could please follow me, we can begin the tour."

She struts away confidently, oozing sex appeal as she walks towards to door, not once looking back.

I am floored.

Not wanting to lose sight of this beautiful woman, I quickly acknowledge Alexis one more time before I leave.

"See you around Sweetheart."

Benjamin's POV

I've been standing under the shower head for a good 10 minutes now, waiting for this tension in my body to wash away. I'm so damn wound up from the conversation I had with my dad earlier, I can't seem to focus.

My brothers words ring in my ear as I turn the handle, increasing the hot water pressure. He was right. It has been awhile... though I did have my reasons to keep my distance. main reason to be exact.

The memory of would always claw it's way back into my mind, fighting to claim a permanent spot. Images of her face flash in my brain. Her smile, her laugh...her body. My hand instinctively reaches down to grab my dick. I stroke myself a few times before snapping myself out of the invisible hold she has over me.

Don't do it Benj. Don't fucking do it!

I quickly turn the handle to full blast, waiting for the cold water to wash away this toxic need to be inside her again. I hated this,

Correction - I fucking despised her, yet my dick still refuses to completely let go of the memories we once shared. No matter how many woman I slept with... I couldn't get her face out of my head.

I lean forward with my head resting on the shower wall for a few minutes more, until the pain dissipates. I clench my fists and bite down hard on my bottom lip as another overwhelming emotion comes over me.

I need a fucking smoke.

I quickly jump out of the shower and put on a fresh pair of jeans and casual t-shirt, before making my way to the hotel bar.

Bradley's POV

Standing here, in one of the conference rooms, I'm struggling to focus on what Ava is saying and keep our interaction at a professional level.

"This is our main conference room where most of your meetings will be held. Does this suit your needs Bradley?"

She plays on the word "needs" while toying with her necklace which is conveniently placed directly above her breasts. Words fail me as all I can think about is getting tit fucked by this woman and by the way she's licking her lips, it looks to me, I'm not the only one with certain needs.

I test the waters, making sure I'm not reading the situation incorrectly.

"It will suffice but I must admit, there are certain areas that have yet to be satisfied." I say.

She doesn't flinch, but instead a small grin slowly spreads over her face as she moves closer to me.

"Well Bradley, it is my job to ensure you are completely satisfied with our services here, so if there is anything you are not happy with.."

She pauses as she steps directly in front of me and slides her finger tips into the hem of my jean pockets, then with a seductive look in her eyes she continues. "Please do not hesitate to contact me, I am very good at making sure our guests are !"

She's fucking asking for it.

I immediately feel my dick spring to life as she confirms my assumptions. I start to squirm at the pressure of my erection against my tight jeans.

Could I actually get away with fucking this chick on this table right now?

Before I have a chance to place us both in a very compromising position, I'm snapped back into a somewhat professional state, as I feel my pant leg vibrate against me.

Benji. Fucking great.

Benjamins POV

"I'm already at the bar. Where the fuck are you?" My impatience clearly showing as I fumble with my lighter, desperately trying to get my cigarette lit.

"I'm just making the rounds bro, be down in a min." Brad replies, before hanging up on me.

Wanker.

I take a long drag from my cigarette, allowing the nicotine to invade my senses. Looking around at the empty bar wondering who the fuck Brad's currently with.

Must be that little brunette.

I take another puff as a petite figure appears in the entrance way. It's her. The little brunette.

Fuck what's her name again?

She hesitates at the doorway for a split second before cautiously walking up to me. My eyes wander over her shoulder, expecting my brother to be a few steps behind. But to my surprise, it's just her.

Almost a metre away from me now and without the distraction of the lobby noise, I can now understand what had my brothers knickers in a twist.

"Enjoy your little one on one session with Ava then?" She says with a hint of irritation.

This has got Brad written all over it.

"And who the fuck is Ava?" I reply.

I watch as her posture stiffens and her eyes snap up to meet mine, waiting for the obvious to register in her brain.

Wrong brother love.

"Oh fuck! You're the ass hole brother." She blurts out.

I bite my tongue as I force myself not to laugh. It's been a while since a woman has called me that. It was actually quite refreshing.

A female voice booms.

I'm so dumbfounded by the previous response, I don't even notice the other company in the room.

I look up and find my brother standing closely behind an attractive blonde haired woman with a smirk on his face.

That must be Ava.

They make their way over to us as Alexis now cowers next to me, refusing to look me in the eye.

"My apologies Mr Vaughn, but my sister seems to have misplaced her filter this morning." says Ava, lightly placing her hand on my chest.

Sisters?

"Sisters?!" pipes Brad, mimicking the response I had in my head.

I catch his attention as his eyes then go to and fro from the two women, eventually landing back on Ava and giving me a quick raise of the eyebrows, as his way of placing dibs on his current favourite.

I roll my eyes. She's all yours.

"Alexis apologise to Mr Vaughn right now." Ava barks. "We are waiting."

I whip another cigarette out and casually lean across the bar top as I wait for Alexis to face me. She hesitates, clearly annoyed with her sister. She quickly looks over at Brad before turning towards me.

I can't help but smile.

The defiance in this woman excites me. I could care less about the damn apology, I'd prefer to hear the unfiltered dialogue playing out in her head.

After a few minutes, she lets out a sigh "My sincerest apologies, Mr Vaughn." Then quickly turns and walks away.

I continue to stare in her direction long after she has disappeared.

Alexis Cooper. You are fucking something else, that's for sure.

Benjamins POV

"Jesus Christ, what a day." says Brad, slumping over the kitchen counter.

After we left the bar, we continued our tour of the hotel with Ava who was later joined by Stefan.

Seeing Ava and Stefan blatantly flirting with my brother, I zone out for the majority of the tour with my mind wandering back to Alexis.

Sisters.

After interacting with each of them for a short period only, I could already see the difference in their persona. Ava was your typical independent, overly flirtatious, materialistic type of woman who loved attention. Alexis on the other hand, came across as a complete opposite, closed off even, but clearly wasn't afraid to speak her mind. Either that or she actually lacked the ability to filter her words.

"Did you see the body on Ava?" asks Brad "Fuck me, I almost burst a blood vessel. She's fucking fit." He continues.

Meh.

"I felt no movement. She does nothing for me." I reply. "She's all yours."

"Sisters too! Didn't see that one coming." He adds, very pleased with this new revelation.

Both of us mulling over this information in our heads, my need for another nicotine hit starts to take over my thoughts.

"Fuck, I need a cold shower now."

says Brad, adjusting himself as his dirty thoughts pull at his dick strings.

"Yea. I'm going for a smoke." I respond. Also needing some sort of release but resort to a nicotine hit instead.

Brad sprints to his en-suite, desperate to relieve himself as I revisit my thoughts on Alexis again. My dick twitches and I quickly grab my pack of cigarettes and head outside.

This business trip might not be so bad after all.