Page 21 of Mr. Bad News


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I grip the tie tighter just as it’s about to completely leave my grasp and I pull Percy back down. I want to taste him. My mouth presses against his and a flurry of sensations explode in my core.

He pulls back suddenly and closes his eyes.

Crap, he didn’t want me to do that. Did I just force myself on him? Shoot. So much for being forward.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” Why can’t I go back in time and just not be an idiot?

He leans over towards the panel of buttons and presses the one marked stop.

“What’re you doing?”

“I was told that I had to give my very best effort,” He stands back in front of me and my heart feels like it’s about to bounce out of my chest. “I don’t like to rush.” Percy grabs my chin and lifts it just in time for his mouth to clash into mine.

Fire sizzles through my body with every swipe of his tongue against mine. I have no choice but to open up for him. He’s not asking for permission, he’s possessing me. He’s claiming my body cell by cell from my lips down to my core.

I pull in his bottom lip and a deep growl rumbles through his chest. His hands are large and warm. He grabs hold of my waist and with very little effort he lifts me so my back is against the wall. My skirt rides up and I wrap my legs around his waist. Shock rolls through me as I feel the length of his cock. It’s thick and much bigger than any I’ve ever felt. I run my hands down his chest, feeling his muscles flex with every movement.

“Fuck you’re so wet.” He groans and presses himself.

“For you, Percy. You did this.” I admit on a pant. I don’t have enough energy to feel ashamed. All I feel is need and a desire so strong it’s all I can think about.

He rocks his hips against me forcing a moan out of my mouth, “Damn straight it’s for me.” A smirk crosses his lips for only a second before he presses his mouth to mine again. His kiss is cruel, yet somehow exactly what I need. Why does this feel so right?

A hiss and pop echos through the air, scaring sense right back to me. “Mr. Snow?”

“What the hell is that?” I push him away and let my feet drop down to the floor.

“Fuck.” Percy mutters and presses his palm against his erection.

“Mr. Snow?” The mysterious voice says again.

Percy leans forward slightly like he’s going to kiss me again, but he stops himself and walks back over to the button panel. He presses one and I hear another hiss and pop, now I see the small speaker. “Yes, everything’s fine.”

Oh, it's freaking security.

“Are you sure sir, the elevator has been stuck between floors for a few minutes now.” The voice from the speaker says.

Percy presses the button that says stop and the elevator starts up again. “Like I said, everything’s fine.”

“So sorry about that sir, have a good night.”

I pull my skirt down, and my fingertips caress a bit of uneven fabric. When I look down I see my skirt is ripped up to mid thigh. A wave of excitement washes over me when I realize what I’ve just done.

“What’re you smiling about?” Percy asks.

“I believe that was an A plus effort.” I joke around.

“No, that was just an introduction. The real work hasn’t even started yet.” Percy smirks

* * *

“Wow, this place is nice. I’m surprised you got seats without a reservation.” I look around at the intimate restaurant that Percy had brought us to. He presses a hand to my lower back and we follow the host to the seats. My body hums at the contact. I’ve been keyed up since the elevator. Everytime his fingers move in my direction my pussy tightens in anticipation.

“I’m an investor. I can get a table here anytime I want.” He rubs his thumb up and down in the dip of my spine and I shiver slightly.

“Hmm, perks.” I can’t get my mouth to say words when his hand is on me.

“Yeah, it’s not bad.” He smiles and we finally make it to a small table away from most of the main crowd of people.

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