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Like this thing between us.
Hot and heavy.
Like it will burn us alive if we don’t take action. And soon.
When I place my hand on the seat in between us, Trent swiftly follows suit, his pinky finger brushing mine like he did back at the concert. After we reach my apartment building, Trent quickly pays the cab fee before stepping out of the car and extending his hand for me to take.
My throat dries as I stare into the threat in his eyes as I take his hand to pull me out.
It’s all there.
All the ways this man is going to devour me, from head to foot.
With our hands clasped together, we walk into the lobby in a beeline, heading straight to the elevator.
Neither of us dares to make eye contact or say one word.
Once we step into the elevator, I push the button to my apartment’s floor, adrenaline spiking into my veins, knowing that the instant we are locked in this cement box together, all bets are off.
Trent’s chest strains against his black t-shirt with each intake of breath while mine hikes up in anticipation as I count down the seconds it takes for the elevator doors to slowly swing shut.
Three
Two
One.
Game on.
Chapter 5
Trent
The instant the elevator doors close on us, I’m on her.
Our kiss, just like our big rivaling personalities, is all brute force and dominance. Even here, Piper’s competitiveness shines through, wanting to be the one who controls the situation instead of giving an ounce of subservience. We’re all lips, tongues, and teeth, desperate to learn every secret hiding behind our carefully built-up walls, one bite at a time, just to use it against each other later.
Our kiss feels like a fight.
One for power and control.
But I’m unbothered by it.
I like a little bit of pain mingled in with my fun.
When Piper tries to pull away just to catch her bearings, I grab the nape of her neck, forcing her lips to remain exactly where they are—latched onto mine.
Now that I’ve got her right where I want her, even a freight train couldn’t stop this collision.
“Easy there, Trent,” she breathes out after I’ve taken pity on her and released her from our violent kiss. I’m more than happy to give her a little breather if it means I can spend some quality time sucking and licking the slope of her long neck.
“If you wanted easy, kitten, then you shouldn’t have invited me to come home with you,” I murmur while walking us to one side of the elevator, only stopping when her back is flush against the mirrored wall.
“I really hate that name,” she whines, lifting her leg to hook on my hip and pressing her hot pussy against my already hard cock.
“What name?” I ask, distracted as I move my attention from her neck to pull back her jacket just so I can nibble on her bare shoulder.
“Kitten,” she purrs, running her fingers through my hair and tugging at the strands.
