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I’d seen eyes watching him as we’d walked into the lobby. While I was steps in front of him in an attempt to keep prying eyes from recognizing me as well, I could sense we were being noticed. That made my heart beat faster and the intense throb between my legs more electrifying. It was as if around him, I couldn’t care less about the level of danger both to my person and my career.
The simple truth that could not be denied was that the man just did it for me. I craved him more than I had anything in my life up to this point. There was no amount of money or power that could change my mind.
As the doors to the elevator closed, he backed me against the cold steel wall, planting his hands on either side of me. He was so much taller than I was that as I tilted my head, I’d never felt so protected or wanted in my life. His eyes were penetrating mine, telling me in no uncertain terms what he would do to me.
I placed my hand on his chest, clenching my fingers around his crisp shirt. The look of heat on his face was followed by one of extreme lust. When he fisted my hair, forcing my head at an awkward angle, I felt no fear, only burning need that could combust at any moment. Everything became a beautiful blur as he slowly lowered his head, sliding his other hand down my side to my leg. As he yanked up the material of my pencil thin skirt, grasping my thigh, I could swear I heard the material rip.
And I couldn’t care less about my expensive suit.
I slid both arms around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair, marveling at the silky feel running through my fingers.
He growled like the predator he was then captured my mouth, instantly thrusting his tongue inside as he yanked my leg against his thigh. The kiss was animalistic, insanely powerful and I couldn’t breathe as he swept his tongue back and forth. Everything about him was dominating, pushing me to limits I hadn’t known I had.
I gathered a whiff of our combined desire, the scent so potent that I was certain any elevator passengers for hours to come would smell our longing. His cock was rock hard, and as heground his hips back and forth, allowing me to know the state of hunger he was in, I was more lightheaded than before.
The taste of the oysters remained, and I wanted to laugh as I wondered whether or not he was right about the shellfish being an aphrodisiac. Maybe I could blame eating them for the state of mind and body I was in.
My little voice started to nag me once again and I shoved it aside. What I was doing was very wrong. Then why did it feel so intensely right? As if we belonged together. While I’d never believed in fairytales or happily ever afters, I did believe in lust at first sight, the kind that could…
Oh, hell, no. What we were sharing had nothing to do with love. Not a chance in hell.
The pinging of the elevator was the only reason he didn’t fuck me right here. I was certain of it. He grabbed my hand instead, barely allowing me time to push down my skirt before whisking me from the steel box, moving with purpose past two guests who studied us intently. A warm flush of embarrassment crept up both sides of my face, but it was too late now. If anyone recognized me, the next day would be difficult.
But I didn’t give a shit.
I realized we were on the top floor, one that led to the gorgeous suites that I’d never been able to afford. Only the best for a man of his stature, someone who could buy his way into or out of anything. I wondered if that’s how he’d remained out of prison. The thought almost brought a laugh to my lips once again.
My God. I was prepared to enter into the hotel room of a known criminal without being forced. I’d reached a new and incrediblelevel of insanity. The real trouble to this was that I never wanted to come down from the high.
After jamming his keycard into the lock, the green light flashing, he shoved me inside, closing and locking the door as his shoulders heaved from his heavy breathing. He shoved me against the wall, cupping both sides of my face, his eyes shimmering before he darted them back and forth.
Another moment where all time stopped occurred, only the echoing sound of my rapidly beating heart heard, his labored breathing a close second.
“I can’t wait to drive my cock into your wet pussy. And tonight, I’ll claim your tight asshole as well.”
His filthy words made me shudder. He lowered his head slowly, breathing across my face. When he captured my mouth, I was torn between the building lust and the rational woman who knew being here was a bad idea. Yet all sense of purpose faded as he kissed me as if he was taking his dying breath, the sensations tearing through me impossible to describe.
As his tongue explored, I closed my eyes, wishing that this could last forever. The roaring passion continued until suddenly, I couldn’t feel him any longer. The loss of explosive heat and his body weight was tremendous, and I blinked several times before realizing that he’d backed away by several feet. I pressed my fingers across my lips, still in a fog from the ridiculously hot French kiss.
I backed all the way into the center of the main room, shocked to see the massive floor-to-ceiling windows encompassing two sides. I spun around in a circle, laughing softly from seeing the baby grand piano and fresh flowers in a massive crystal vase onthe ebony surface. One side faced the river while the other faced the expansive and beautiful city. Lights from adjacent buildings twinkled in the distance and I couldn’t help but wonder if anyone could see us.
Perhaps with a powerful set of binoculars or a telescope. The dirty thought sent a wave of heat coursing through every muscle and vein, searing the ends as the touch of his fingers always did. I was in a state of euphoria already and he’d yet to strip me of the last of my innocence.
When I spun around to face him, he’d already yanked off his jacket, tossing it onto one of the chairs, ripping at his tie as if he couldn’t stand wearing clothes any longer. The look on his face was carnal, the predator cornering his prey. I continued to back up, slowly allowing my jacket to fall from my shoulders, giving him a naughty look before tossing it aside.
As I kicked off my shoes, he whispered something in French I couldn’t understand but there was no doubt it was filthy and erotic. I was tingling all over, watching as he unbuttoned his shirt halfway down his chest and all I could think about was running my fingers his and down his abdomen, exploring his carved muscles.
As soon as he took one step closer, I took another step backward, close enough to the piano that I could place my hand on the surface.
“You’re not getting away from me,cherie. You’ll never be able to do that.”
“Is that what you think?”
“That’s what I know.”
“What if I say no?”
He laughed softly. “You won’t because this is what you need.”
