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But when her arms slipped around his neck, when she pressed herself to him, her tongue willing and pliant as it began to lazily play with his, his mind became white noise with desire. His hands slipped up her back, to the exposed skin there, further up to her neck. He pushed her to him, but then remembered where they were, and that they couldn’t take it too far. If they did, they’d raise more than one eyebrow, rather than have people tittering about how newly bonded never could seem to keep their hands off each other for long.
So, he ended the kiss, resting his forehead on hers to make sure she could hear him over the music, saying, “We should find somewhere more private.”
She nodded. He wondered if she was on the same page as him, or if there were also traces of her feeling as discombobulated as he did, willing to go with him wherever he wished if it meant they could share a second kiss. And not have to interrupt it.
He willed his cock to behave, even though he was beginning to ache with need. What would his father have to say about how distracted he had been since the early evening? That thought had the intended effect and brought the desire to a complete halt.
They were here for the ledger.
“Come on,” he said, pulling her with him, heading for the large doors of the hall, but then veering to the left, for the two swing doors that kept letting the waiting staff into the ballroom.
“Where are we going?” she giggled, but he could tell that she was catching up, so all he offered was a cheeky smile.
He shouldered one of the doors open, letting her enter before him, their hands still entwined so that now she was taking the lead. They did it perfectly, making their forward progress through the plain corridor to the kitchen all about stealing glances at each other, both of them chuckling at their joint intentions. At the thought of finding that private space, as lovers would. He almost managed to steal another kiss, but she danced away from him, twirling herself under his arm with a smile as cheeky as the one he’d given her.
His pulse picked up its pace at the thought that she was trying to seduce him.
The ledger, he reminded himself.That’s the aim. Get to the back corridors, find a way to steal through spaces not so heavily guarded, get to the third floor. Find the ledger.
They entered the noisy, hectic kitchen, seamlessly keeping up the act—or selling the truth, it was becoming muddled—both of them only having eyes for each other. Finally, Anna slammed into a young woman in a waitress uniform making their journey come to a full stop as Anna addressed the young woman in a conspiratorial whisper, “Oh, so sorry, um… You wouldn’t know of somewhere we could go to… you know, be alone?”
Anna looked at Zeke over her shoulder, eyes catching his in the most meaningfully expectant of ways. It made him wrap his arms around her from behind, leaning his head on her shoulder, catching the eye of the waitress in a way that made her understand he also would be very grateful if she would point their way to somewhere private.
The waitress looked happy to be made a confidant, pointing down the corridor she had just come from.
“At the end is a door to the stairwell. Go to the second floor. There are rooms there where you can… be alone,” she reddened slightly but granted them a smile that they easily returned, thanking her sincerely.
They started down the corridor, his arms still around Anna from behind, her giggling at his unwillingness to let go. She was playing the part perfectly. Too perfectly, perhaps. It made him doubt whether she felt what he felt. She must feel his semi pressing into the small of her back. He nibbled her neck and it made her turn herself around in his arms, her mouth finally claiming his in another kiss. It paused their journey for a second time as he leaned her against the nearest wall, deepening the kiss as he pressed his hardening cock against her, needing some friction, some momentary relief. He reached for her wrist, unable to stop himself. Her other hand was already splayed against the back of his head, buried in his hair. He brought her hand to the front of his jeans and pressed it against him until he had to end the kiss, drawing a hard breath. He let her wrist go.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled.
She didn’t move her hand.
“I’m not,” she said.
Oh, fuck.
Ledger.
But he couldn’t keep the slow smile spreading on his mouth. Whatever he hadn’t been certain he could see in her eyes before, he saw it there now. Felt it in her palm sliding up his erection until she could hook her fingers into the hem of his jeans, pulling her to him, but he avoided her lips.
“Second floor,” he said.
She nodded, grabbing his hand again, tugging him down the corridor.
They weren’t giggling now. There was a different kind of determination on Anna, leading the way, heading for the door at the end of the corridor, and Zeke allowed himself to be led. Delighted to follow. Thinking of finding soft pillows somewhere to sink her head onto, thinking of raking his fingers up along the slit in her dress until he could snake it underneath the fabric, find her center, tease it until she begged for his tongue.
Ledger.
Fucking fuck.
They reached the door, amazed that there was no guard on it, but soon realized that there was little need. The stairwell was full of movement, waiting staff and household staff moving up and down between floors, though once Anna and Zeke started climbing, he realized that the second floor was almost certain to be deserted. Anna didn’t slow down once they reached the landing.
“We’re supposed to search the third floor, remember?” she said at his quizzical frown.
Oh.
She had her head screwed on more than he did. He continued to follow her, fighting against his hard on in earnest, keeping his eyes off the shape of her ass no matter how difficult it proved.
