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I grab his arm and cuddle into his side as we stop in front of the elevator. “I think you can wait a few more minutes.”
“Fine,” he grumbles, looking more like a little boy than the man I’ve gotten to know over the past month and I giggle as the elevator doors open.
“So impatient.”
We step into the elevator and as soon as the doors slide closed, he pushes my back up against the wall and runs his nose down the length of mine. “You know what else I’ve been waiting all night for?”
“What?”
He leans in and gently presses his lips to mine, letting them linger just long enough to make me want more before he pulls away. “That.”
“Do it again.”
“Look at you,” he muses, leaning one hand against the wall by my head as he traces over my bottom lip with his finger. “Getting all demanding and shit.”
“Kiss me, Lucas.”
He shakes his head and drops his hand from my face. “I don’t know, Darlin’. I kind of like hearing you beg like this.”
“Don’t press your luck,” I murmur, arching my back and pressing my hips into his. He sucks in a breath and a satisfied smile stretches across my face.
“What if I do?”
“Then I’ll be sleeping alone tonight.”
The door slides open and I arch a brow as I shove him off me and leave him standing in the elevator with a shocked look on his face. I peek over my shoulder as I dig the key out of my clutch and he follows after me, his gaze locked on my ass, and I turn back to the door with a grin on my face.
“The back of this fucking dress,” he growls, stepping up behind me and gripping the fabric at the waist. “Is killing me.”
“I would say I’m sorry…”
He shakes his head and presses his lips to my neck. “No, don’t. I love it.”
“Well,” I muse as I slip the key into the lock and twist it. The door opens and I step inside before reaching out and pulling him along with me. As soon as the door closes, I feel bolder than I have all night and I press him up against the wall. “I think it’s time for your surprise.”
His eyes light up. “Yeah? What is it?”
Leaning in, I lay my hand flat against his chest and kiss his neck, lingering for a second before moving on to the next spot. A groan rumbles in his chest and his grip on my hips tightens.
“Darlin’,” he rasps, his voice full of gravel. It sends shivers down my spine and my belly flips as moisture pools between my thighs. “If you keep kissing me like that…”
“Shut up, Lucas. No more warnings. No more holding back. No more rules. In the past month, you’ve proven to me countless times that you are the kind of man that I can trust with not only my body but my heart. My feelings for you are wild and overwhelming sometimes, given that we’ve only known each other for a short time but I told you I was ready for more and that’s your surprise tonight.”
His brows furrow. “What do you mean?”
“I guess I’ll have to show you,” I whisper, reaching under my arm and unhooking the top of the dress as our eyes lock. My heart thunders in my chest as I slowly lower the zipper and when I reach the bottom, I slip the dress off my shoulders. Lucas’s gaze falls to my chest and he swallows hard as I let go of the dress and it glides down my body before pooling in a puddle at my feet.
“Fuck,” he groans as his eyes slowly trail back up my body and I resist the urge to cover my bare breasts. It’s been a long time since I’ve been willingly naked in front of a man but I meant everything I said. I trust him with everything - my heart, my body, my fears, my past. I’ve given it all to him.
He pushes himself off the wall as one arm wraps around my waist and pulls me into his body. We back up until my shoulders hit the opposite wall and he cups my face, brushing his thumb back and forth across my cheek.
“Do you remember what I told you?”
I shake my head. “No one needs to be in charge here, Lucas. I told you that I trust you and I meant it. If I’m uncomfortable with something, I’ll let you know. Until then, stop holding back with me. I’m not going to break.”
His eyes linger on mine for a second before he leans in and slams his lips to mine. I whimper and my knees tremble as I grip his arm and pull him closer, my lips parting. He nips at my bottom lip and my core clenches as a wave of need crashes over me. There is something deep down in my soul screaming for more from him, like it will never be enough. I’ll never get him close enough. He’ll never kiss me hard enough or long enough to satisfy this ache in my chest for him.
“Lucas,” I whisper as he drags his lips across my skin and he groans, his hand gripping the back of my neck. We stumble away from the wall, our lips finding their way back to each other as I start frantically pulling at his tux, desperate to feel all of him against me. His jacket hits the floor quickly followed by his shirt as he kicks off his shoes. I hum as my fingers trail down his stomach and the tight muscles of his abs.
