Chapter 15
Davis didn’t even let the car door close completely before he was all over Luna.
She didn’t mind.
He lunged for her as she heard the slam, kissing his way across her collarbone while snaking a hand up under her dress. He had her flat across the supple backseat and an orgasm ripping through her by the time Sorensen slid into the front and pulled away from the curb.
“Davis,” she whispered in his ear as she fought to keep in the scream he evoked with his touch.
“Mm.”
“You don’t have a glass divider.”
He knew this, but she felt the need to remind him. Especially considering that he hadn’t let her go and they were all in the car together.
“I know. Keep quiet.”
He nibbled up her throat and sucked on the flesh behind her ear. She tried not to whimper—failed—and then thought she’d die of embarrassment.
“Please wait.”
He pulled his hand away from her tender flesh and smoothed her dress down, but he continued to lick and suck his way over her ear and cheek. He found her mouth in the darkened car, kissed her tenderly.
“Oh God,” she whispered against his soft lips. She wanted him so badly it hurt.
“I can’t help it.”
“Sir.”
He sat up suddenly, fast enough that she almost lurched to the floorboard before he caught her. She’d been pressed so tightly to him that she hadn’t expected his departure. The back door on his side opened, and Luna saw Sorensen standing there, staring at the building. At least he was discreet.
Davis helped her from the car, ensuring her dress swirled around her knees and didn’t expose her unmentionables. He took her arm and escorted her into the building as though she hadn’t been panting and trying not to scream three seconds ago. She didn’t know how he did that, but she practiced her serene face to match his.
As the elevator doors opened, they stood aside to let everyone off. Davis gestured for her to go first and then stood sedately near the back as the doors closed behind them.
“I can smell you.”
She glanced over at him. “What?” His comment tempted her to lift her arm and sniff herself, but she refrained.
“Your arousal. The scent of you is on my fingers.” To demonstrate, he brought his hand up and slipped his thumb into her mouth. “If not for the cameras, and the fact I know Jerry is keeping an eye on them right this minute, I’d have you bent over and my cock deep inside your pussy.”
Luna gasped as he brought his wet finger away from her and to his own mouth. She felt the flush that already resided in her cheeks spread to her chest. So help her, she wanted what he described. “And then what?”
His eyes glowed blue fire. “I’d have you screaming for me to fuck you harder.”
She swayed, steadied herself on the wall, and blinked slowly. “Before we reach your floor? You’re that good?”
His grin could only be described as wolfish. “You bet I am.”
Her chest heaved with panting breaths. She watched him watching her and waited for the elevator to ascend to the top.
Because she knew what would happen once it did.
Davis would fuck her hard, just like he promised.
She would scream his name.
Her pussy clenched at the promise in his eyes. They were almost there. Only one floor to go.
