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A kiss has always been nothing but a kiss to me. But this…This is a fucking hurricane destroying my island of control. A hurricane that’s wild and unruly. A storm that comes back for more, even after it’s shredded everything to pieces.
A wave of electricity rushes through my veins as our hearts beat in tandem, damn near jumping out of our chests to get to each other. My head thumps against the back of the elevator and my eyes roll to the back of my head when she lowers her lips, sucking and licking up the column of my neck.
Jesus Christ, this woman might actually be the death of me.
It’s funny how the tables turn, isn't it? Not even five minutes ago, she was the one who was afraid. Now, I’m the one who’s scared shitless. Terrified of the breathtaking woman in my lap with her lips latched onto my neck like she could never get enough of me.
I'm a selfish son of a bitch. I think about no one but myself. But suddenly, I want to give her all that I have. I want to fucking rip my heart out of my chest and give it to her on a silver platter.
I let out a low noise that sounds more like a moan than a groan, but I don’t fucking care. I’m about to come in my pants from a hot makeout session, which is somethingI definitely haven't experienced since high school. I don’t care how embarrassing it is. I can’t stop.
Nothing haseverfelt this good…this right. Not even sex. This is better. Honestly, anything with Roxanne would be better. Everything about her drives me to insanity in the best way possible.
“You still want out of this elevator?” I taunt, completely breathless as I lower my mouth to hers. I nibble and suck on her bottom lip until she’s writhing in my lap, rocking her hips against my aching cock.
Unable to find the words, she shakes her head, whimpering as she presses her sweaty forehead to mine.
“You know how hot it is to know that you’ll be walking around the rest of the day in that tight little dress, wet and wanting because ofme?” I growl.
I thrust my hips, knowing the tip of my cock is hitting her clit by the way she throws her head back and moans.
The thought of her pussy, dripping and weeping for me is going to send me over the fucking edge. I can worry about her being my assistant when we get out of here.
“You’re going to think of me when your hand is between your legs tonight, aren't you?” I hiss through clenched teeth. “Not Zachary or any other asshole.Me.Only fucking me.”
“Jesus, Elliot,” she moans, her brows pinching together in pleasure.
She rolls her hips, meeting me thrust for mind blowing thrust.
“You’ve probably already done it, haven't you?” I groan, digging my fingers into her soft hips. “Thought about me while your fingers are deep inside your pussy? My name falling from your lips as you make yourself come.”
“Fuck,” she whimpers, burying her face in my neck while she rides me.
I bring my lips to the shell of her ear, speaking in a low, gravelly tone.
“Do you like that, Rox?” I rasp. “The thought of being fucked by your boss?”
Her fingers tighten in my hair, and right as I’m about to blow inside my slacks, three loud knocks come from the elevator doors.
You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.
“Fucking hell!” I curse at the same time Roxanne jerks back, quickly crawling off my lap. She looks to the closed doors and then back to me, relief and fear evident in her gaze.
I feel no relief by the fact that we’re about to be rescued. None at all. I could die in this elevator with Roxanne for all I care.
My entire life, I’ve felt stuck. Trapped. So, isn't it ironic that being stuck in this elevator with Roxanne is the most free I’ve felt in years?
“Well, looks like our time is up,” I exhale, wiping my wet lips with the back of my hand. I run my fingers through my messy hair and stand to my feet.
You know when you’re drunk off your ass but you don’t realize it until you stand up? That’s how I feel right now. The reality of our situation hits me like a ton of bricks.
I almost just came in my fucking pants while making out with my assistant. What the hell is wrong with me?
This was it. I can’t, under any circumstance, let this happen again. She was panicking, and I helped to calm her down. That’s it. That’s all this was.
And even in a perfect world where I could have her, she’s too good for me. I won’t ruin another life at the expense of my selfishness.
“Elliot,” she whispers, moving to stand on wobbly legs. Blush creeps along her cheeks as her gaze darts to my crotch.
