Her lips purse as she peers up at me, her eyes narrowing as she scans my face.When she speaks, her words are laced with sarcasm.“Oh, you thought I’d be spending the night again?”
“You bet your fucking sweet ass I do.”I palm her cheek, tilting her head back so that her mouth is more accessible.I lean in and trace over her lips with my tongue, plunging inside when her mouth opens on a gasp.I release her face to lift both her arms, locking them above her as I use my body to push her back against the mirrored wall of the elevator.
Her leg hooks higher around my thigh, pulling me closer, and I grind into her, the heat of her body scorching through the denim of my jeans.My mouth devours hers until the elevator dings, doors sliding open on another floor.She stiffens, but I don’t let her go.I kiss her harder, daring her to pull away, daring her to remember we’re not alone yet.
No one steps inside though.The doors close again, and I chuckle darkly against her lips.“Careful, Kitten.Elevators have cameras.”
I nip her jaw, tongue tracing down her throat as she arches, desperate for more.I keep her pinned, giving her just enough friction to wreck her, but not enough to satisfy.
“Patience,” I growl in her ear, pressing harder as the elevator climbs.“I promise to ruin you properly the second that door closes upstairs.”
When it finally dings on our floor, I don’t waste time.My hand clamps around her wrist, dragging her down the plush hallway.She laughs breathlessly, her tiny feet shuffling to keep up, but she doesn’t try to stop me.I flash my phone key over the scan, the lock clicks, and I shove the door open.
The second it shuts behind us, I press her against it, not to take, but to tease.My mouth hovers a hair’s breadth from hers, my thumb stroking her bottom lip as she pants against me.I could kiss her, devour her again, but I want the ache to build, so I can unravel her by inches.I want this time to last between us.
I skim my hand down her arm, over the curve of her hip, and stop just short of where she wants me most.Her eyes flash with need, and I grin wickedly.
“Bedroom,” I rasp.“Now.Unless you want me to fuck you against this door where the whole goddamn hallway can hear.”
Her eyes spark with fire at my threat, but instead of arguing, she slips out from under me, chin tipped high.She saunters toward the bedroom like she owns the place, hips swaying, knowing damn well I’m watching every step.
“You don’t scare me Luc.”She throws over her shoulder, her tone light but laced with challenge.
“You should be, Lily.”I warn, my voice low, rough, the sound echoing through the suite as I follow.I don’t hurry.I want her to feel my presence stalking behind her, every step deliberate, the air between us sparking with electric current.
She reaches the doorway to the bedroom and pauses, fingers skimming the doorframe.I crowd in behind her, pressing my chest to her back, my lips brushing her ear.“This is your last chance to change your mind.”
Her answering laugh is soft, daring.“You afraid of what might happen if I stay?”
I drag my knuckles down her arm, slow and teasing, before capturing her wrist, guiding her across the threshold.The lights glow soft and golden against the crisp sheets and sprawling king bed.I spin her to face me, pinning her with a look that leaves no room for doubt.
“Not even a little bit.”I rasp, lifting her chin so her gaze locks on mine.“I know exactly what’s going to happen.And I plan on taking my time making it happen.I’m going to explore every single inch of you tonight, and I won’t be stopping until you’ve screamed my name multiple times.”
She blinks, her eyes wide, but not a single ounce of fear reflects back at me.“You’re dangerous.”
A laugh bellows out of me, my head falling back on my shoulders for a second before I lower my chin, a feral grin breaking across my cheeks.“Now who’s afraid?”
“Not afraid.”She refutes.“Just stating the facts.”Her button nose scrunching up as her gaze travels down my sweaty frame.“How about a shower first?”
“Just going to get dirty again.”I promise on a growl as I swipe a kiss across her mouth, anxious to have her underneath me again.“Not sure what the point is.”
“The point is that you stink.”Laughter tumbles from her, making it harder to alter my focus anywhere but her lips.I do though.I take a step back on a sigh, hating that she’s right.
“Okay, but only if you join me.”I turn, crooking a finger for her to follow, peeling off the shirt that’s plastered to my skin, dropping it in our wake.
Her gaze raking down my body has my cock throbbing against the zipper of my pants.I want inside her right fucking now, but I also want to savor every moment of her.Whether or not I want to admit it out loud, I know that what’s happening between us is something different.
I stop next to the shower, turn it on, then bend to tug my boots off.While I’m still kneeling, I unlace her chucks and slowly pull them off her feet, one shoe at a time.I slide each bobby sock off, revealing perfect, feminine feet, the tips of her toes painted a pale pink.
I press a kiss against the top of her knee as I rise, my fingers going to the ties at the top of her shoulders next.I tug one and then the other undone, the dress sliding down her body in a single swoosh of fabric.
She’s left in a simple white cotton strapless bra and matching panties, and damn if it’s not the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen on a girl.
“You’re a fucking shining star on a moonless night.”I observe in awe at the simplicity of her, and how it only makes her so much more.
“Luc.”She whispers, fingers skimming down my chest until they find the button on my pants, popping them open.“Don’t fall for me.”
“Might be a bit too late for that.”Surprising myself with the confession.I shove my pants down my legs, and pull them off.When I’m naked in front of her, I tug her against me, her mouth falling open in a small huff of shock when our bodies connect.“We’ll figure this out.I’m only on tour for another month.”
