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Living with her these past few months, as she’s walked around my apartment like she fucking belongs there has been torture. It’s enough to make even the strongest of men falter.
Shaking my head, I bring myself back into the moment. I don’t need to be thinking about anything happening past tonight. We’ll both enjoy each other for this one night and then whatever happens, happens.
Standing next to the car, I set Savannah back on her feet. Her body rubs against mine and I grit my teeth to hold back my moan. I take a step forward and she takes one back until she comes up against the car. My body presses into hers and I dip my head, my lips ghosting the shell of her ear.
Hands on her waist, my thumb rubs over the sheer material just under her right breast. “I’m going to take you home, Savannah. You’re going to take this dress off, but leave the heels on and bend over the back of the couch as I eat your dripping wet pussy. I’m going to devour every inch, angel, and I can’t fucking wait.”
Her eyes darken, and I watch as her chest heaves with each breath. A desperation that matches my own fills her sweet southern voice as she says, “Then what the heck are we waitin’ for?”
I reach around her and open the door of the car. A growl reverberates in my chest as I command, “Get in the car, Savannah.”
She bites her plump bottom lip and my cock jerks in the confines of my pants. My mind is filled with images of her with her mouth wrapped around me, saliva running down her chin as she looks up at me with wide eyes.
Fuck.
I don’t think one time will be enough.
Following behind her, I step into the car, widening my legs to relieve the pressure on my dick. Savannah shuffles into the middle seat, her hand resting on my thigh. Instinctively, I lift my arm and she tucks further into my side.
It should scare me how natural it feels to have her in my arms. Or how it was second nature as my lips moved across hers, and my tongue dipped into her mouth as I took my fill. But it’s not scary. I feel electric, like I could conquer the world two times over.
Rupert navigates the car with his expert precision, but I’ve never been more regretful of not having a limo with a divider.
The car pulls up outside my apartment building, and my hand finds the doorknob before we’ve come to a stop. I say goodnight to Rupert and step from the car, waiting on the sidewalk, holding my hand out for Savannah.
She takes it before we walk across the lobby. Her voice is soft and almost hesitant when she asks, “You’ve gone quiet. Are you getting up in your head?”
I watch the movement of her throat as she swallows when I turn to look down at her. My lips form into a smirk that no doubt tells of the thoughts racing through my mind. “I was just wondering if you’d be able to take all of me or if you’ll be begging me to stop as you tell me how full you feel.”
“Oh.” A beautiful blush steals across her cheeks and she fans herself with her hand as she looks away and says, “Well, aren’t you just full of filthy little surprises?”
The doors of the elevator open, the ding cutting off what I was going to say—that she hasn’t seen anything yet.
I wait until we’re inside and on the move to our floor before I speak, my eyes focused on the numbers above the door as they increase. “Just like you need me to communicate with you, I need you to do the same. If I’m too much, you need to tell me.”
Savannah steps in front of me, drawing my focus to her. She bites that damn bottom lip again as she looks up at me from under her lashes.
Her hand moves down my front until it’s resting on the buckle of my belt. “Noah, I don’t think you could ever be too much for me.”
When her hand cups my throbbing cock, I can’t help the hiss that leaves my lips. It echoes around the elevator car. My fists clench at my sides as I wage a battle with myself to not touch her. If I do, we won’t make it to the apartment.
“Savannah,” I warn, because I only have so much self-control.
“Noah,” she mocks, a mischievous smile curling her lips as she enjoys every second of the torment she’s inflicting.
I’m trying to sort through the fog clouding my mind, looking for a punishment I can issue, when she removes her hand and steps from the elevator.
I hadn’t even realized we’d reached our floor.
What the hell is she doing to me?
Standing under the glaring light in the hallway, she looks like a fucking dream and I can’t wait to claim her. For her to be as addicted to me as I am to her.
When the doors go to close—because of course I haven’t moved—I slap my hands on either side, forcing them open.
My breaths are labored as I try to gain control of the fire burning bright within me. “Angel?”
Her nipples are puckered, and it’s not until now, as my eyes hungrily roam over her body, that I realize she doesn’t have the coat she left with.
