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The elevator opens, and he gently pushes me into it by the small of my back. More silence. With every second one of us doesn’t speak, the knot in my stomach twists tighter.
“Slow elevator,” I whisper sheepishly.
“I’m ready to negotiate terms, Grimm,” he says, his brisk, businesslike tone nowhere near receptive to small talk.
“What do you want?”
“I want to taste you,” he deadpans, staring at the elevator door. “To be clear, I’d like to eat your pussy like it’s the last meal of my last night on this planet. I want to stick my tongue so far up it, you’ll feel me in your throat.”
I’m frozen in the wake of his brazen straightforwardness. I try to hold down the shutter that vibrates through me so he doesn’t see how vulnerable I am. I have to hold on to even a shred of control. Even though Aleck is very much in the driver’s seat, driving me straight into the eye of a tornado.
I lift my chin confidently. “I said nothing sexual.”
He glances at me sideways with an incredulous smirk.Stupid girl, it says.
“Winter. Let’s not pretend we don’t want the same thing.”
Shit.He’s right. And let’s not ignore the fact that he could have asked for anything, yet he asked to pleaseme. Any asshole armed with knowing a woman is willing would ask for a blowjob, at least.
Jesus. I can’t believe I’m about to do this.
“Would we have sex?”
His head snaps in my direction, his eyes harden on mine like volcanic rock. “Do youwantto?”
I take a deep breath.Do Iwant to?More than I want world peace, if I’m being honest.
I shrug. “Depends on how the pussy eating goes, I suppose.”
His cocky smirk returns. “Grimm, I could have you screaming in less than a minute if I wanted to. In the interest of transparency, I would very much like to fuck you. But that’s your call. We’ve been drinking, so you call the shots.”
I stand two feet from Aleck, feeling ridiculous for how nonchalantly we’re having this conversation as if it’s a business transaction. This is probably par for the course for Aleck, but I read romance novels for a living and spend most of my free time sharing all of my most intimate thoughts with my three best friends. I’m not used to taking emotion out of sex,or lifefor that matter.
“Okay,” I say.
Aleck narrows his glare on me. “Okay?Okay as in, yes, you would like to have sex with me?”
I nod, nervously. “Yes.”
I was signing my name in blood, making a deal with the devil, I knew, but I couldn’t muster enough strength to stop it.
Aleck’s lips curl into a saturnine smile. He takes a hungry step toward me just as the elevator dings, then slows to a stop, and the door slides open four floors from ours.
An old lady holding a chihuahua steps into the elevator, smiles at us, then turns her back and faces the door. As the elevator ascends upward, she lets out a chirp, making her dog yap back.
Aleck’s jaw tics, and his chest expands with an irritated breath. I press my lips together, suppressing a laugh.
“Oops. Pressed the wrong button,” the little old lady says under her breath. “Are we going down?”
“No, ma’am,” I answer. “This elevator is going up.”
“Oh, dear…” She steps forward and presses the door open button. The elevator slows, preparing to stop on the next floor.
Aleck reaches the distance between us and grabs my hand, threading his fingers through mine. Swarms of fluttering butterflies take flight in my stomach, and the door to the elevator slides open again, now two floors from ours.
“Is this… is this the lobby?” The woman squints through her large-rimmed glasses and hesitates to step out of the elevator.
Aleck’s hold tightens on my hand, intensifying the laughter I’m holding in my throat.
