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This is probably a terrible idea. She’s not the type of girl for a one-night stand. I’m not a one-night stand kind of guy—or a relationship kind of guy. I’m a carefully planned guy who only screws around with the women I can pay to make sure there’s no risk at all.

The world’s slowest elevator dings again, passing the third floor. I look at her and after a long moment, she looks up at me. Her chest is rising and falling, fast, beneath that ridiculous, mesmerizing half vest. Her blue eyes are wide, her thick lashes kiss her cheeks, and all I want to do is touch her. Her cheeks are flushed. Her lips are parted, so soft. I wonder what they taste like. I wonder whatshetastes like. I’m starved for something I’ve never had, and the rational part of me knows it would be better for both of us if I walked away.

“Derek?” she whispers, so soft, so sweet. It’s a confession, a plea, a prayer. And I’m helpless.

“Fuck it,” I say as I grab her around the waist and press my lips to hers.

She gasps into my mouth, opening to me. I sweep my tongue across hers, tasting tart cider and bitter coffee. I cup her ass and lift her, pressing her against the wall with my hips. She moans into my mouth as I grind against her, letting her feel what she does to me. She wraps her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck. She’s so responsive, so pliant, and even through two pairs of jeans, I feel her sweet, wet heat.

“You’re so hot, so needy, princess,” I say into her throat.

She moans, loud and unhinged, and it’s like a jolt to my cock. The elevator dings as we pass the fourth floor, and I pull back, holding her face still so she has to look at me. Her hair is a mess, her lips are swollen.

“Tell me what you want. I’ll give you whatever you want,” I say.

She blinks as her chest heaves, teasing me with a glimpse of her red bra. “Sleep with me,” she whispers.

There are a million reasons I should stop this. I should walk her to her room, say good night, and wish her a good life.

But as she blinks up at me, panting in my arms with need, none of those reasons matter.

I nod, just once, as the elevator dings. As the doors open, I set her down and step back. She grips the rail along the wall, her legs visibly shaking.

“As you wish,” I say.

Her parted lips slowly curve into a smile.

CHAPTER6

DEREK

“After you,”I say, my voice gravelly. I squeeze the back of my neck and follow her out. She turns left toward her room. Mine is to the right.

“You’re this way too?” she asks, her sweet, breathy voice teases of unhinged cries formore, harder, faster.

I grunt a non-answer, and she blushes, realizing it doesn’t matter where my room is. I stop when she does, in front of a door that’s identical to every other door on this floor.

“This is me,” she says, turning around. She hesitates. “I need to check with my roommates.” When I frown, she pulls out her phone and explains, “We’re sharing a room.”

I should just take her to my room. That would be simpler. As she checks her phone, I move in until her back is pressed to the wall. She gasps, her mouth round, her eyes surprised. I press my hands to either side of her head and brush my nose against hers. Her breaths are quick and hot against my cheek. I lean in toward her ear, breathing her in.

“Oh,” she says.

“Oh?”

“They’re not coming back tonight,” she says. Slowly, her eyelashes brush her cheek and then lift. Until her blue eyes meet mine, and she lets out a low, keening moan. I don’t know what she sees, but fuck. I’ll keep looking at her like this if she’ll keep making that sound.

“Invite me in,” I say. I brush my lips along her jaw.

She smells delicious. Like cupcakes and apple cider. She wets her lips with her little pink tongue and I have to hold back the urge to thrust right into her right here.

“Come in?” Her voice is part whimper, part moan, and I nod.

I hold out my hand for her to give me her key and she does. I unlock the door and hold it open for her. The moment she passes me, into the dark room, I kick the door shut and spin her around, pinning her to the door with my hips.

“Derek,” she gasps, and I cover her soft, plump lips with mine.

This kiss is so much better than before. I suck on her bottom lip, tasting her berry sweet lipstick. I tilt her head the way I want her and sweep my tongue into her mouth, tasting her, inhaling her, consuming her. She moans, and I grind my erection into her soft mound.

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