"Yes, you can, and you will. Remember surfaces."
"What about your father and Ana?" What about my friends, I want to say.
"Who cares, I'm going to tell them tomorrow, fuck this. I'm bloody tired of hiding."
"Duncan, please."
"Baby, when you say, 'Duncan, please,' all I want to do is ram my cock into you." I groan.
"Honey, I know I tell you that when I want your cock in me. But right now, I don't want to hurt you or our family. Your family is like my family. James and Ana are some of the only family members I have left." I also want to prevent him from knowing about my stalker. The last time I was in London I got deliveries, and I'll probably get them again. I'm still getting them back home. I don't like the thought of him getting hurt because of me.
"I know, baby, but think how hurt Ana will be when she does finally find out. I don't plan to end this anytime soon. Do you?" He turns to look at me.
"I want to be with you. I wish it were easier and we could see each other more, but for now, this is the way it has to be. We both love our jobs and our cities."
We pull into a garage and I see his DBS parked in a spot. I love that car. I don't have one but maybe someday. I drive my badass truck right now because it's practical. He jumps out. Before I can get my door open, he's yanked it open, reached into unbuckle me, and has me in his arms.
"I can walk, Duncan." He's practically running for the elevator. "Hey, my luggage."
"I walk faster than you can, no time to go slow. Your luggage is fine, I'll get it later. I need to be inside you, I can't even see straight. It’s a wonder I didn't wreck the car on the way here."
I laugh. "Okay, honey."
"I'm sorry, baby, this is going to go fast this first time."
"It's okay, you aren't hearing me complain. Besides, we have two weeks."
We come to the elevator and as soon as we're inside, he turns me to straddle his hips and pushes me into the corner. His hands rub into my leather bomber jacket, right to my gun.
"Honey, how'd you get on a plane with this?"
"I can conceal and carry on a plane now." I kiss his neck and slide my tongue up the column to his chin, then take a bite before leaning in for a kiss.
"You'll be explaining that later, but first...wearing a dress was a splendid idea. Bloody hell, Maya, you're going to make me come in my jeans if you don't stop."
I giggle, waiting for him to find the first part of his surprise. His hand glides up my left thigh when it encounters my completely naked pussy. He groans.
"Baby, please tell me you didn't fly on a plane like this."
"No, I stopped into a restroom to freshen up and change."
"I'm definitely going to have zipper marks from that image. No wonder it took you so long to come out of security."
"Better hurry then." I laugh and wiggle against him.
"Stop, Maya, I'm about to hit the emergency stop in this elevator."
"Honey, there's a camera." I nod to the opposite corner.
"Yes, there is, but I know the security company and the owner of the building. I almost forgot we're having dinner with my boss, Joshua, tomorrow night."
"Uh, okay. I have a job and we discussed this before. I have a friend flying over in a couple of days who wants to have dinner with me, would you like to come?" This is a huge step for me.
"My boss wants to meet you. Joshua is very interested in the woman who’s had me celibate for the last three months. Of course, I wish to meet your friend. Is she a cop too?" He continues to rub my folds and I'm moaning as we talk. His fingers don't enter me or play with my clit, they torture me by just rubbing my labia lips.
"No, he works for the Secret Service and is a friend of your father's, remember us talking about Greg? As for dinner with Joshua, alright, honey. By the way...the elevator stopped." He has been so focused on my lack of panties he didn't notice we stopped. He whirls around with me in his arms and runs down the hall.
"Grab my keys from my front pocket." I unlock the door. "Push 457392 into the keypad," he says as the alarm beeps. He kicks the door closed and I find my ass on a table right in the hall by the closet.
