My stage name is Flame - from FLESH on this week's Wip It Up Wednesday #Wipitup

Scene set - Flame and Peyton arrived at the hotel for their hook up.



Peyton lifted her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers. "If you want to back out, just say the word. I have no way to prove I'm not some crazy psycho pervert. I could call one of my buds, but he'd be so drunk by now he'd agree to whatever I asked." He placed a finger under her chin and lifted her face. "Promise me one thing. If at any second you want to back out, say so. I won't be angry. I will be disappointed, but not angry. I'll call a cab and send you home. Promise?"She nodded, fighting back tears. She wasn't sure why she wanted to cry: happiness, nerves, or sadness that this great guy was going to be a one night stand.When the cab stopped, Big Tipper handed the driver some bills, thanked him, and held the door open for her. Just outside the hotel's front entrance, he touched her elbow and stopped. "You know, before we do this, we really should be introduced. Keeping with the anonymity thing we've got going on, what should I call you.""My stage name is Flame."A sexy grin crossed his mouth. "Oh yeah. You got that right. Hot. Flaming hot.""And you? 'Cause I've been calling you Big Tipper and sorry, I know that's rude.""No. I think the big is fine. Let's see. How about Pete?"Flame smiled. "Hello, Pete."Pete stepped forward. The doors slid open. The receptionist behind the desk gazed sleepily at a small TV. Flame guessed a car chase scene from the sounds of gun fire and screeching tires.After registering for the room and paying with a credit card, Pete held out the key card and led her toward the elevator. Once inside, she asked, "Which floor?""Penthouse suite. Top floor."She rolled her eyes. "There's only six floors. And I doubt this place has a penthouse." She leaned on the back wall. Pete stood next to her. It felt like fire poured from his body. Her head swam. The lurch of the elevator stopping didn't help the dizziness building in her.It was all she could do to not rip her clothes off and jump on him. Each step down the hallway increased her pulse and blood pressure. He stopped, slid the key through the lock, the little light turned green, and he pushed the door open.Inside was a typical hotel room: bathroom, small fridge, long dresser with a TV on it. Pete flicked on a light and pointed. "The only room in the hotel with a king size bed. But first." He pulled her close, reached into her kangaroo pouch, and pulled out the can of pepper spray. "Let's just get rid of this." He placed it on the counter in the bathroom and then scooped her up and dropped her onto the bed. His hands slid under her sweat shirt and pulled it over her head. She hooked her thumbs into her waist band, kicked off her shoes and wiggled her pants off.

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