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Parking my car in the underground carpark at my building, we walk to the lift, and I feel Nora hesitate in her steps. I glance at her as she fidgets with her hair.Shit, she hates lifts. How could I forget?I grab her hand and kiss her soft skin below her knuckles. “We can take the stairs if you want. I’m fifteen floors up. I’m game if you are.”
The lift doors open, and Nora audibly lets out a breath. “No, let’s do it. If you’re here, I’ll be fine.”
Her words slice something in my chest, cracking open any charade I usually find so easy to hold up. Nora just admitted she trusts me, and the thought of her actually believing that blindsided me. I pull her into my chest and kiss her softly, walking backwards into the small space she despises, flinging my hand out to press the button to my floor. I don’t think I’ve ever kissed a woman so gently. I let my hands roam over her clothes, wishing I was touching her soft skin. I love that where I’m hard, she’s soft. I kiss every inch of her face as I hold her to me and revel in her chuckles as they vibrate in my chest.
“My distraction techniques are a little rusty.”
She hums and laughs again as I gently tickle her ribs and the lift doors open, making her yelp. Her dark eyes find my light ones. “It worked, no freak out, see?” she says. I walk us over to my door and open it. Nora walks in ahead of me, taking in the space. My apartment is a good size. Liam’s company owns it, and he leases it to me. I can’t complain, its high ceilings, large windows, and open spaces give it an industrial feel.
“Wow, this is beautiful,” she coos as she walks around the living room.
“Yeah, it’s decent,” I reply.
She spots my crossword puzzle book on the table that I picked up because I remembered she liked them. She flicks through the pages, smiling as though she likes it.
“It’s really big.”
I snigger, “N’awww thanks, shorty.” Hauling her into my chest again, I press our lips together. I’m desperate to claim her, now she’s here in my flat. Nora deepens the kiss, and the feel of her hands in my hair makes me shudder. I peel off her hoodie up over her head slowly. When she’s finally free, her big brown eyes beam up at me, full of anticipation and expectation of what happens next.
Next, I strip off her oversized Foo Fighters t-shirt, leaving her in her bra. I stare at the t-shirt in my hands and stifle a giggle.
“What’s funny?”
“Nothing. I never pegged you as a Foo’s fan.”
She frowns. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Grayson.”
Fuck, I hope she lets me find out for myself.
“I saw the Foo’s when I was twenty and it changed my life. Their passion, their talent, it was incredible,” she says with a huge smile. Honestly, when I thought she couldn’t go up in ranking she just did.
“Favourite song?” I kiss her neck as she thinks about it. She lets out the sweetest little moans as I lick and nip at her skin.
“Everlong.”
I pause. I thought she would be a “Learn to Fly” fan or maybe “Times Like These.” “Everlong” is my favourite too, but I don’t tell her that. Her hands grip harder around my neck, and I watch tiny goosebumps sprinkle across her skin.Fuck, she’s beautiful.
Her eyes glitter with emotion while anticipation burns a hole in my chest.
This time it’s her that leans in. She kisses me slowly and softly, using her tongue to sweep over my lips and into my mouth. Letting her control the pace has my body relaxing into hers with need. I grip the backs of her thighs and tap them to let her know I’m picking her up; she jumps slightly, wrapping her legs around my waist. As I walk to my bedroom, I tease her nipple through her sports bra and the noises she makes echo and bounce around my head like an aphrodisiac.
My bedroom isn’t spacious. It’s compact with enough room for my king size bed and a wardrobe in the corner near the window. The curtains are open, letting in the glow from the city lights reflect warmly.
I lay her on my bed, her dark hair contrasting with my white bed sheets. Her legs instantly fall open for me.Good fucking girl.Her eyes gleam with desire as she looks up at me, giving me all the power to have her.
“I need to taste you again, Nora. All I do is think about you and how fucking good you taste. Are you going to be a good girl and take everything I give you whilst I fuck you with my tongue?” Her breath hitches, her head bobs in agreement, dark pupils swallowing the sweet caramel of her eyes. I watch as her tongue darts out to wet her lips. “You like behaving for me?”
“Yes,” she groans in reply as her eyes roll back into her head and her body writhes on my bed, searching for touch.
“Too bad. I’m dying to bring out that bad girl I know is inside of you.”
I peel her out of her leggings, muttering under my breath about how fucking sexy she looks in them. “Do you realise how fucking hard I was when you were setting the table tonight? It took everything I had not to bend you over the kitchen table and fuck you right there.”
Nora whimpers, her body throbbing for me. I see it in the flush of her cheeks, the lick of her lips, but mostly, in the way her pulse is thumping against the delicate skin of neck. I hook my index fingers into her black lace thong and lightly drag them back and forth across her skin, loving the way her back arches off the bed from my touch.
“Look at you, your body is begging for me. So fucking perfect for me, aren’t you, shorty?” I praise.
I pull the flimsy material away from her pelvis and let it go with a snap against her skin. Her head snaps up, showing me the desire pooling in her eyes still. Fuck, she’s beautiful.
