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“Distract you?”
“Yeah.” She continued to wear out the marble floor, his eyes following her every move. “I just need to relax. If you distract me, then I won’t have time to think about where I am and what will happen.”
“I can do that.”
He folded his arms across his chiselled chest. “Mr. Sexy?”
She burst out laughing. “Sorry. I just…I see you all the time, and you’re very attractive. I’ve always wanted to tell you how good that lime green is on you. It suits you.”
“Thanks.”
You’re attractive. It looks good on you. LOSER! Was she being punished for being sexually needy? She was finally getting a chance to live out a fantasy, and her first impression couldn’t be any less arousing.
A loud banging overhead made her jump, and the unexpected dip of the elevator car thrust reality back in her face.
“Oh God, we’re going to fall!” She pinned herself to the wall, her breathing coming again in quick pants.
He came closer and ran his strong hands up and down her arms in comfort.
“We’ll be out of here soon.”
She saw the change in his eyes, a flicker of naughty intentions. He inched even closer. The soft swell of his lower lip grazed along her forehead. He whispered, “Hopefully not too soon.”
Her blood simmered at the feel of his warm breath tickling her sensitive skin.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m distracting you.”
Her head fell back against the wall as she tried to catch her breath. “Oh.”
She should take advantage of this.
She should take the moment by the balls and kiss him senseless.
“What if I told you I thought of you as hot office girl?”
“You do not.” She looked up expecting an easy smile. Instead the air grew heavy, ripe with sexual need. It sizzled and crackled between them.
His mouth came down on hers before she could even muster the courage to make a move. He pulled her against his body, grinding his already hard, pulsing cock against her stomach. A slow burn sparked between her thighs.
When his tongue glided along the seam of her mouth, she parted for him, moaning as he delved into her warmth.
The bitter taste of his coffee mingled with the sweet flavor of her latte. He was gentle and tender, his fingers tracing circles on the small of her back.
The dim lights above cast a soft glow over the car. The atmosphere took on a dream quality, some sort of surreal sexual adventure. She settled into his body, savoring the taste of him, the feel of him, and the stiffness of his cock. Her mouth watered at the thought of that hardness gliding along her lips.
He broke away from their kiss. He wanted this. She could see it in his hungry stare.
“Are you distracted now?”
Dizziness clouded her brain. Her heart ruthlessly pounded underneath her breast bone, but this time her attack wasn’t driven by fear. It was lust. Overwhelming, all consuming, spread-her-legs-wide lust, and it was all for him.
She didn’t care about the elevator or being stuck. She wanted his hands on her breasts, his lips on her skin, and his dick buried deep inside her. Grabbing the back of his neck, she pulled him down and locked her lips with his. This time he was rough, urgent. His hands cupped her bottom, lifting her sex toward him.
It wasn’t until she felt the coldness of the steel wall against her behind that she realized he’d lifted up the hem of her skirt. The black wool pooled around her waist, showing off her lace thong and matching garter tied to thigh-high stockings.
His eyes widened.
