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The startled voice from the hallway just outside the open doors makes me jerk my head away from Nolan’s in time to see a white-haired woman back away, but Nolan doesn’t even acknowledge the interruption. He just moves his kisses to my neck and keeps working me over with his dexterous digits.
“Ma’am, I’m sorry. I—”
Nolan silences me with his lips, drawing out a groan from deep in my chest. “Let her watch…”
Oh, hell.
My pussy clamps down on his fingers, and he keeps going as the doors shut. I peek at the floor indicator panel.
Thank God.
One more floor.
I can’t take much more of this. If we had to keep moving up at such an agonizingly slow rate, I might end up fucking him right here in the elevator. And while the thought that security is likely watching us is somehow making my pussy drip like a faucet, that doesn’t necessarily mean I want to ride Nolan in the elevator of one of the swankiest hotels in Chicago for everyone to see.
Okay, that’s a lie. I do…
I so, so do.
The final ding and opening of the doors send a relieved breath whooshing from my lungs.
This torture is finally over.
Only instead of pulling his hand from between my thighs, he wraps his other arm around my waist and drags me against him. His stiff cock presses against my leg. He turns me and walks me backward out of the elevator and into the hall—fingers still buried inside me, thumb still moving slowly across my clit in a way he has to know is killing me.
My back hits something hard, and I pull away from his kiss to glance behind me at the door. “Our room?”
He inclines his head, while still stroking me, unrelenting. “The King Suite.”
“Ar-aren't you going to open the door?”
A lecherous grin curls his lips. “I have something else in mind, sweetheart.”
“What?” The single word comes out so breathy, it’s barely audible. If he weren’t literally on top of me, there’s no way he would have heard it.
“You're so fucking wet, drenching my hand at the thought of all those people watching us on the cameras in the elevator.” He softly kisses the corner of my lips. “You should have felt the way your body reacted when that woman tried to come in.” He shakes his head with a soft chuckle. “You fucking gushed. Nothing fucking sexier.” He pulls his fingers out of me and holds them up, glistening in the hallway's light. “And now, I can't wait to taste you.”
I stand against the door, panting, my body quivering, and Nolan slips his wet digits into his mouth, licking and sucking off all the evidence of how fucking turned on I really was—am—by what just happened.
God, that’s hot.
His tongue darts out across his wet lips then he leans forward and kisses me deeply, the flavor of my own arousal filling my mouth. I cling to him, my body throbbing and grasping for something he isn’t giving me.
He pulls back and lowers himself to his knees, leaving my hands on his shoulders.
“What the hell are you doing?” I glance up and down the empty hallway as he kisses my belly and makes his way lower, his hands tugging up the hem of my dress.
“I'm going to eat you until you come down my throat and I’m drowning in it. And then, I'll take you inside that room and fuck you so hard on every surface that you won’t be able to move tomorrow.”
Holy fucking hell.
Nolan looks up at me as he rips my lace thong completely apart, fully exposing me to him in the hallway.
I raise my brows at him. “Here?”
“Right fucking here, Jack.”
ISAAC
