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Lola sounds a gasp of surprise against my lips, and then she’s pressing closer, shamelessly arching up against me and sounding a moan that echoes in the empty room. Goddamn, she tastes delicious, like sweet chocolate and cream I can’t help but gorge on, plunging my tongue deeper, tasting her, as I crowd her up against the stacks, needing to feel her.
Every last inch.
Lola’s just as hungry: her hands in my hair, her curves crushed against my chest. She kisses me back hard and hot, until I’m dazzled. Blinded, like a goddamn solar eclipse. When I finally drag myself back, panting hard, I can see it in her eyes, too.
What the hell was that?
Something epic, that’s for sure.
I reach for her again, but Lola dances back. “This way,” she says, sounding breathless. “It’s worth it, I promise.”
She heads down the dim stacks again, and up another staircase, and I remember to retrieve my fedora before I follow, practically panting at her heels. Then she pushes open a door, and we emerge on the rooftop; the city lights spread beneath us, and the sky clear and starry overhead.
I pause, blinking at the view. I’m a filmmaker; it’s my job to set the perfect scene, to flesh out each moment of the script with sound, and lighting, and set design, so that everything about the story is memorable and just right.
I couldn’t have created this moment any better if I’d tried.
Lola goes and takes a seat on one of the rusted garden chaises near the edge of the roof. There are a bunch of chairs, some milk crate tables, and empty beer cans. “Some of the grad students and researchers like to come up here, when the weather’s good. I noticed,” she adds quickly. “Through my spying.”
Again, I wonder what the truth is. I want to know it, every last detail.
She pats the lounger invitingly, and I go sit beside her, torn between the desire to quiz her about every detail of her life – and the urge to put our mouths to a different use.
Lola decides for me.
She reaches up, pulling me to her in another kiss. This one has no hesitation, it’s burning with heat and a breathless hunger. Fuck.Yes. In no time at all, she’s somehow straddling my lap with my hands tight on her ass, tempting above me in the moonlight.
I look up at her, dangerously close to losing my last thread of gentlemanly self-control. “Lola,” I say softly, tracing the curve of her lip.
“Yes?” she whispers, eyes falling shut. Inviting me.
I swallow. “Tell me something real.”
It sounds like I’m begging her. Maybe I am.
Even in the darkness I can see her skin flush. She glances away, like she’s weighing something in her mind. When she looks back, her mind is made up.
“I want you,” she says softly. “The way I feel right now … this is real.”
It’s not what I was hoping for, but fuck, I’ll take it.
I pull her down to me again, kissing her wildly until we’re both out of our minds. She’s rocking against my lap, driving me crazy, making soft whimpering sounds as I kiss my way down her neck and across the swell of her breasts.
“Reeve …” she gasps, arching against me, her curves hot in my hands. “I want … I want …”
I drag my mouth away from her chest. “I know,” I mutter, my voice hoarse with lust. I want, too, so goddamn much I can barely string two words together.
And just like the ice cream, just like the party, whatever this woman desires, I’m going to move heaven and earth to give to her.
I grip her hips and stand, setting her down on the chaise so she’s spilled back, lying in the moonlight. She gasps for breath, eyes bright and her sleek wig askew. I lean over her, kissing my way back down the front of her catsuit as I tug the zipper lower … lower …
It stops.
I try again. Nope. It’s pretty much stretched to the limit here. I give Lola a bashful grin. “A little help?” I ask, and she laughs.
“I said, it would take a whole team to get this thing off me.”
“We don’t have to,” I quickly offer, but just as quickly, Lola fixes me with a determined glare.
