“Got it.” I saluted. “You’d better get your ass in gear then,” I said, before walking toward the entrance of the building. I needed to decide how the next forty-five minutes were going to play out, because only about two hours ago, I had convincedmyself this trip was simply a friend supporting a friend, and yet, within five minutes of being here, I was desperately craving him. All of him.
Michael must’ve assumed I was out of earshot. “I don’t know what’s going on with you two, but all I can say is don’t fuck this one up, Stetson. I know a good thing when I see it.”
“I’ll be damned if I don’t try my best.”
I smiled as a warm feeling flooded my flesh. I pulled the glass door open and shuffled inside, but I didn’t shut it behind me. I heard the sound of Stetson’s boots echoing in the hallway.
“You heard that, didn’t you?”
“Heard what?” My words lied, but thankfully Stetson couldn’t see the smirk that galloped across my face as the elevator dinged.
We both strolled inside, and I wasted no time brewing up the most ridiculously hot scenarios of what could happen once the doors closed.
The desire was overpowering, allowing all my inhibitions to get sucked right out of the moving doors as my whole body pulsed and my blood ran hot.
I shot him acome and get melook.
With one eyebrow cocked and his tiny jaw muscles working overtime, he reached across my chest, intentionally grazing my nipples with the back of his hand before he pressed the number thirty-nine with the tap of a card.
My body shivered, and the tension in the air was so thick it made it hard to breathe.
“What are you waiting for?” I asked.
“Fuck it,” he said, dropping the bag in his hand.
His body collided with mine, forcing my back onto the cold mirror that covered the walls around us. A moan left my open mouth and drifted into his before he swallowed it up. We were so ravenous you would’ve thought we’d never touched each otherbefore. Our mouths only disconnected when one of us came up for a breath of air.
He propped my ass up on the railing that conveniently lined the perimeter of the confined space as my legs curled around his lower half, pulling him as close as I could.
“Goddammit, Stetson, I need you,” I pleaded.
His fingers snaked their way under my waistband before slipping inside, a whirling sensation filling my center. He plunged deeper with each kiss, the pleasure of both his tongue dancing with mine and his fingers inside of me had me hovering at the edge of my climax.
“I can’t fucking get enough of you,” he said, low and winded. “And here I thought I might never get to do this again.”
The warmth of his words in my ear had the hairs all over my body on high alert.
“Please don’t stop,” I panted, obvious desperation in my voice.
“I have to,” he said. My eyes popped open at the same time the elevator beeped. He scooped me into his arms with a sense of urgency.
The doors spread open into what appeared to be his apartment. I tried to take in the view, but his mouth consumed mine, forcing my eyes shut as our tongues danced together. The back of my head found the softness of a couch; the leather was cold against my exposed skin, but I didn’t care.
I ripped off Stetson’s shirt, his trucker hat coming with it. My hands scoured his chest, admiring every inch before forcing him off of me and up onto his feet.
I looked up at him as I dropped to my knees. “My turn.”
My gaze never left him as I removed his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and dropped them to the ground. Part of the work was already done; the tight material had been forced to expand. I slowly pulled down his boxer briefs, and the sight of him alreadyturned on gave me enough confidence to take him fully into my mouth without a shred of hesitation.
“Oh shit,” he moaned, cupping the back of my head in his palm.
I wrapped my hands around his thighs as I tried to go deeper with every dip. I wanted to feel all of him, wanted to taste him. Something about knowing that I was controlling this man with only my mouth was almost enough to make me come completely undone.
I twirled my tongue just enough to get a reaction.
“That mouth,” he moaned.
The pleasure in his sounds made me feel powerful.
