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“Ow.” She retaliates by poking me in the ribs.
“Are you sore?” I whisper in her ear as we follow Sharon to the elevator, my palm gently caressing her ass through her spandex shorts. My fingers itch to feel the flesh of her ass, but the tight-fitting shorts are a nice alternative right now.
She’s killing me in this running outfit.
The moment I saw her approach, I was ready to call this outing off and drag her back to my apartment, but then she mentioned Andrew asking her out and I knew I had to bring my A game. Not that I’m competing with Bachman for Sophie’s attention. I think Sophie and I both know where her interests lie. And if we weren’t seeing each other secretly, Andrew would know, too.
“Yes. It’s not every day that I get spanked on my bare ass,” she hisses under her breath.
“Hmm, we’ll need to rectify that.” My lips press against the shell of her ear. I watch as my words cause goose flesh to appear on her arms.
When the elevator doors open, we enter, then Sharon waves a key card over the pad and selects the sixty-seventh floor.
“Don will take you the rest of the way,” she announces.
“Thank you, Sharon.” I nod.
“My pleasure, Mr. Cartwright.”
The doors close on Sharon’s beaming smile and I find Sophie on the opposite side of the elevator facing me. I lean against the wall, my hands lightly resting on the metal handrail behind me, while Sophie crosses her arms over her chest.
“You come here often?” she asks, trying to fight back a smile.
“Never,” I deadpan. “First time.”
She shakes her head and laughs.
“Just a casual Sunday morning getting a private tour at Top of the Rock?”
I shrug. “I know a few people.”
She drops her arms to her sides.
“This is really nice. You didn’t have to go to the trouble.”
“It was easy.” I made the call the moment Sophie left my apartment yesterday.
“I wish you would have told me about this.” She motions to her exposed midriff and sports bra cleavage. “I would have brought a sweatshirt or something.”
“Are you cold?” I ask, then close the space between us, my hands lifting to rub her upper arms in a motion that is supposed to generate heat, but sends a shudder through her instead. Her nipples pebble and strain against the fabric of her sports bra.
“That’s not making it better.” She laughs, moving her arms in front of her breasts.
I push her hand away and rub my thumb against the fabric of her bra, right over her tightened nipple.
“I bet my mouth would warm you right up,” I say, leaning in to press my lips along Sophie’s jaw. My hand moves to grip the back of her neck. Our lips connect and she softens into my touch. The elevator ride isn’t long enough to do anything I want to do to her, so I settle for teasing her mouth. Kissing her breathless until I feel her pelvis seeking out mine. Cupping her ass to grind her body against me, letting her feel how ready I am for her, just to release her a moment later when the elevator rests.
The doors open and we’re greeted by a man in a black security outfit.
“Mr. Cartwright. Miss?”
“Hart,” Sophie fills in, her voice coming out reedy before she clears her throat.
He nods. “I’m Don. I’ll be taking you up to the viewing level.”
We follow Don to another elevator, filing in before he waves his key card and selects a button.
“The view is stunning today. No clouds,” he comments while I slide my fingers against Sophie’s palm before interlacing our fingers together. She turns to look up at me, her lips pressed together, her eyes alight with anticipation.
