“Immediately.”
Chapter Seventeen
ROME
“Travis,” I greeted as I saluted the doorman of Bec’s building, and he opened the door for us.
She giggled next to me, which was unexpected. Everything about this night had been completely unexpected. Bec wantedme.The most beautiful, intelligent, kind woman to walk this planet wanted to be with me. I wouldn’t call myself a lucky man, but I won the lottery when it came to Bec.
Rebecca Bly, my not-so-fake girlfriend.
Bec pulled me into the building, her cheeks flushed, and she smiled widely. She glanced back at me over her shoulder, “Is his name even Travis?”
I shrugged and scanned us into the elevator that was specifically for her penthouse. “I have no idea… which I should. I did flash him a couple of months back.”
A startled laugh fell from Bec’s lips, “You did what?”
The elevator door opened, and we all but crashed in.
“It’s irrelevant,” I remarked. I could hear the huskiness in my own voice. I had a one-track mind at the moment. Everything in me was strung tight, just waiting to explode.
The moment the elevator closed, I was on her like a lion to prey. Her back hit the elevator wall just as my lips hit hers. She tasted like mint and heaven. She squealed when I grabbed under her thighs, picking her up so I could get a better angle.
Life started and stopped when kissing Bec. Everything I knew about the world ceased to exist. In that moment, she was all that mattered. She wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me back with all she had. My fingers threaded through her hair, and I pulled slightly. She squirmed in my hold as I deepened our kiss.
“Rome,” she murmured against my lips.
I moved to kissing her jawline and down her neck, as I pulled at the turtleneck that was rudely in my way. “Mmhmm,” I hummed against her skin, nipping lightly.
I could feel her pulse quicken, her voice growing breathier with each kiss I left on her body, “There are cameras in here.”
“Don’t care,” I murmured, one of my hands traveling under her turtleneck. as I ran my fingers up her spine.
She pushed me back, and I looked into her sultry eyes. Her cheeks were flushed, and I suddenly wanted to know if the blush covered any other parts of her body. “I do.”
I nodded and set her gently on the ground before facing the elevator doors. “Has this ride always been so long?”
She rolled her eyes, but a smile still lingered on her face. “That impatient, are you?”
I smirked, “For you? Always.”
She smiled again and thank God the elevator doors finally opened. I pulled her into her dark living room. I had waited the entire drive to her building and the elevator ride up, but I couldn’t wait another moment. I pulled her close to me and began pulling up her shirt.
“Rome,” she interrupted. I stopped with her shirt halfway off.
“Yes?” I asked, forcing myself to slow down and breathe.
“Are you sure?” Her voice was tentative. “There’s no going back from this.”
“Good,” I pulled the rest of her turtleneck over her head. Her usually perfect hair was mussed, her blue eyes dilated, and her breaths were coming quicker. She was clad in a black lace bra, and goddamn, I needed that off of her immediately. “I don’t want to go back.”
It was as though the gods above had blessed me today, because she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I closed the distance between us. I held her breast in my hand, running my thumb over the dusty pink nipple that hardened under my touch. “What do you like? What do you need?”
“You,” she murmured, arching into my touch. “I need you.Now.”
I closed my mouth over hers and blindly began unbuttoning her pants. She clearly had the same thoughts as she began unbuttoning my shirt, her cold fingers dusting over my torso. We were a fury of thrown clothes, clashing mouths, and wandering hands.
