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I step back long enough to smash the button for the top floor with probably too much force, and then I stare at her. She’s breathing hard, eyes wild in a way I’ve never seen before. Surprising me, she closes the distance between us, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my face down to hers once more. I twist so that when she shoves me backwards, my back hits the side wall instead of the door. She sucks lightly on my bottom lip and I groan, settling my hands on her hips and pulling her hard against me. Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my life. I move my hands around to her ass, palming the pert flesh, kneading and holding her hard against me and making her moan, the sound making my cock pulse, desperate to be buried deep inside her.
By some miracle, the elevator doesn’t make a single stop on the way up, and when the bell rings and the doors open, we finally pull away from each other, panting.
“If you want this to stop, tell me now,” I say, voice low and hoarse.
“No,” she whispers, trailing her fingers over my lips. “I don’t want this to stop.”
“Thank fucking God.” I hoist her up into my arms, making her yelp and giggle, but she obediently wraps her arms around my neck as I storm out of the elevator and down the hallway towards my room. I gasp in surprise and bite my lip, barely stifling a desperate moan when she leans in to nuzzle my neck, kissing and licking in a way that nearly makes me drop her, my knees going weak. I somehow manage to get the key out of my pocket and into my door, and we tumble inside. I walk us to the middle of the room and set her on her feet, slowly lowering her body down mine, the bottom of her dress rucking up her thighs
I run my knuckles lightly over her cheekbone before cupping her nape and pulling her lips to mine again. Slower this time, less frenzied, but it’s a barely contained fire. It will burn out of control soon enough. So I know I need to tell her this before things get out of hand. I pull away enough to speak, but can’t seem to make myself move an inch farther.
“Hattie, I’m usually a little…uh, aggressive in the bedroom.”
“Just like on the ice,” she says, breathless. It isn’t a question.
I pull back further so I can look down at her. I arch a brow and she gives me a smile that’s half lust-drunk, half sheepish.
“I just had a feelin’ you would be,” she says with a hike of one shoulder.
“You’ve thought about it then?”
A sexy little smirk settles over her lips. “More than you couldpossiblyimagine.”
Fuck.My chest constricts and my cock practically throbs. I groan, pinching her chin gently between my thumb and forefinger.
“You arekilling, me, woman.” She chuckles and bites her lip, not-so-subtly arching her hips forward. My eyes slide closed. Fuck, the feel of her against me…Christ, I am inbigtrouble. I need to get this out before I lose my mind. “But yes, like on the ice. So, if there’s anything you don’t like, just tell me. Anything that gets too intense or too rough or—”
She cuts me off with a kiss.
“Connor,” she whispers against my lips, making me shudder in contentment. Hearing my name on her lips like this makes something inside me burn. “I wanteverythingyou can dish out.”
I jerk back, needing to look at her to make sure I heard her correctly. Her smile isn’t sheepish now. No, it’s downright sinful. Confident. Eager. My pulse races and my body trembles with want and anticipation. She reaches forward and jerks my tie the rest of the way off, tossing it to the floor, and slides my jacket off my shoulders. She yanks open the front of my shirt, a few buttons scattering off, thumping quietly to the carpet around us. She pushes the fabric away, her fingers brushing my skin on the way and making me inhale sharply.Want her hands all over me.
She stares at my bared chest for a long moment and I let her. The look on her face is a mix of fascination and hunger. She reaches forward and runs her hands up my stomach, my muscles tensing at her touch. That seems to delight her because she does it again, making my lids go heavy in pleasure, a low, rumbling moan escaping my lips. Her hands are soft and warm and I’ve wanted them on me so fucking badly, been dreaming of this for so long. She glides them up to my chest and her fingers skate over the metal bar through my nipple.
“This is…intriguing,” she says, voice low and a bit breathless. I grin.
“Ifthat’sintriguing, you’re in for an eye-opening night, sweetheart.”
She jerks her gaze up to meet mine, eyes wide and mouth gaping.
“You don’t mean…” I arch a brow, giving her a salacious grin, and she swallows hard. Her breaths come in rapid bursts, and her pupils expand, black nearly overtaking the blue. She seems very,verycurious now. Curious and excited and I can't take anymore.
I slowly walk her backwards until she hits the wall. I lean in slowly, using a single finger under her chin to tilt her face up to mine. Just as my lips meet hers, I slide my hand downward, my fingers caging her throat ever so slightly. She gasps, but before I can pull back to make sure she’s alright, her gasp turns into a moan and she shifts her hips forward against me again. I apply the tiniest hint of pressure against the sides of her neck, just enough that she knows I’m there, and wait for her reaction. Her pulse beats wildly beneath my fingers and her hands fly out, gripping my hips and yanking me towards her, fingers digging into the small of my back. I smile.She likes it.
I pull back and meet her gaze. “Turn around,” I whisper.
She obeys and I lean in to plant a kiss at the top of her spine. She shivers and I do it again, and again, slowly making my way across her back. I release the small clasp holding the dainty crystal string and gently push the sleeves of her dress down her shoulders as I kiss her neck. The little sounds of pleasure she makes are driving me wild. A moan here, a gasp there, a whimper thrown in for good measure. I can’t wait to make her scream, to cry out in pleasure so loudly that her voice is hoarse tomorrow.
I remove the pins holding her hair up and can’t stop myself from rocking my hips against her ass as it tumbles free. I gather the silky strands and toss them over her left shoulder, leaving her back bare. I lean in to kiss her neck again and she tilts her head to the side, giving me better access to her throat. I grin, making a mental note of all the places she seems to especially enjoy being kissed.
She gasps when I shove the dress all the way down her arms, freeing her breasts, but she doesn’t seem shy or nervous about it. Oh no, she seems so very far from shy or nervous. She reaches back to thrust her fingers through my hair, holding my lips to her throat as I reach around her and palm her breasts. She groans loudly and arches her back, pressing them into my hands.
“Fuck, Hattie,” I whisper in her ear. I knead and rub, her pebbled nipples grazing my palms. I run my thumbs over them and she whimpers, rubbing her ass against my throbbing cock. When I roll them between my thumbs and forefingers, pinching lightly, she cries out, arching forward again, practically begging. “So sensitive,” I chuckle against her neck.
“Connor,” she breathes. “God, that feels good.”
She has no idea what that term means, not yet at least, but I plan to show her by the end of the night. I shove the dress the rest of the way down her body, stepping back so I can admire the sight of Hattie McNamara in nothing but a black silk thong, a tiny bow resting at the top of her ass, and her sexy heels. I run a hand over my mouth.
