I bite back a groan, wishing I had another blow dart on me. Those two days he spent out cold were some of the best days of my life.
I don’t bother responding as we step out of the bar and turn the corner to head toward the elevators.
“Interesting night, huh?” he says, glancing at me, his eyes sparkling with silent laughter, knowing just how easy it is to get under my skin. “You always turn in this early after a party, or are you heading up to change into something a little more . . . exciting for your new sugar daddy? That was him texting, right? Just letting you know he’s on his way? I could give you a few pointers if you need, let you know how to really blow his mind. I assume it won’t take much. A man like that is probably a five pump chump, but then he’ll crash in your bed and expect you to suck his cock in the morning. If I were you. I’d sneak out early.”
A deep groan rumbles through my chest as we reach the elevators, and he presses the call button. “Do you ever stop talking?”
He shakes his head. “When the sound of my voice has you balling your hands into fists and has got you this worked up? Hell no.”
I offer him a chilling stare. “I’m not going to fuck you, Raiden.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it, Firecracker.”
“Mm-hmm.”
The elevator arrives, and Raiden prances on as though he hasn’t got a care in the world, but I stay right where I am as he turns to look at me through the open doors. “Come on, Firecracker. I’m not going to bite,” he says, putting his hand up and holding the door until I start walking in. “Not unless you beg me for it.”
Rolling my eyes, I stand as far away from the delicious piece of man-meat as the elevator will allow, and just as I go to press the button for the eighteenth floor, it lights up. My head whips toward Raiden, realization quickly dawning.
“Oh, hell no!” I say, just as the door closes us in. “Do not tell me you are actually in the suite next to me. What the fuck is my life?” The elevator takes us up, and I immediately begin pacing the small space, frustration burning through me like lava as Raiden simply stands back and watches my performance with that overly cocky grin on his face.
“Fuck me,” I continue. “Just one night. Is it too much to ask for just one night where you’re not the only thing going through my mind?”
Raiden arches a brow in the same moment I realize what just came out of my mouth, and I find myself pausing as I start shaking my head, already trying to backtrack.
The tension in the elevator hits me like a freight train, and I stumble over my words as his heavy gaze remains locked on mine. “No. I, uhh . . . That’s not what I—”
Raiden steps toward me, and I instinctively stepback, crowding myself against the wall of the elevator as he reaches around me and presses the emergency stop button, bringing the elevator to a screeching halt somewhere between the tenth and eleventh floors.
He doesn’t say a word as he steps in even closer, both our chests rising and falling with heavy breaths as the tension in the elevator reaches boiling point. A deep hunger shines through his gold-speckled eyes, and as he looks at me with such intense desire, I’ve never felt more beautiful in my life.
My heart races, my heavy pulse booming in my ears as he slowly inches toward me, not stopping until his chest is brushing against mine.
“Raiden,” I breathe, unsure if it’s a warning or a plea, but then his fingertips brush down the length of my forearm, and with that simple touch, I’m ruined.
An animalistic hunger slams into my chest as goose bumps race across my skin from his touch, and I can no longer physically hold back from him. Then, as if sensing the desperation radiating out of me, Raiden crashes into me, his hands curling around my body and grabbing my ass just as his lips crush mine, kissing me deeply.
His lips move against mine as he lifts me against the wall of the elevator, the high split in my dress making it easy to wrap my legs around his waist.
His kiss is intoxicating, and as his lips trail from mine and make their way down to the sensitive spot beneath my ear, I can’t help but tip my head back against the wall, allowing him more space to work.
Raiden grinds against me, his thick cock ready to destroy me forany other man, and I let out a deep groan as a feral need consumes me. He grinds against my core, giving me just enough pressure to drive me wild. “Oh fuck,” I cry, my arm locking around his strong shoulder as my fingers knot into his hair, desperately needing something to hold on to.
His lips work over my neck, and with every swipe of his tongue, my eyes flutter with intense satisfaction, blowing me away. He’s barely even touched me and already I’m writhing in his arms, just like he always knew I would.
I’m soaking wet for him, and there’s not a single doubt that once he’s finished with me, this elevator is going to need a wet floor sign, a bucket, and a mop.
“Shit, Firecracker,” he breathes against my burning skin. “I need to be inside you.”
The mere thought of how he will stretch me sends me into a world of pure bliss, and I lock my legs around his waist, needing it more than I need to breathe. “Please,” I whimper.
Releasing me with one hand, Raiden reaches down between my thighs, his fingers knotting into the delicate fabric of my black thong, and with practiced ease, he tears it off me. The fabric falls to the ground, and as his lips return to mine, his fingers brush over my needy clit, making my hips jolt with a fierce desperation.
“Oh fuck,” I groan against his mouth, but the words barely make it past my lips before he slides two thick fingers deep inside my core. I suck in a gasp, and he grins, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me.
I’ve been needing this since the moment I met him, craved it, dreamed about it. Every single night as I listened to him wildly fucking other women, I wondered just how good it would feel, how he’d touch me, how he’d bring me to life, but I never imagined it could feel this good.
His fingers curve within me, teasing with what’s to come as my walls shamelessly pulse around him, begging for more.
