Insatiable. Leslie Kelly
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and scattered through her veins, bringing light and energy and pure deliciousness to every cell in her body.
She was so lost to it, she barely even noticed when he stood up, dropping her skirt into place. Missing his warmth, the intimate connection, she managed to open her eyes. Sucking in deep, hungry breaths, she watched him walk to the control panel and reengage the elevator. And then they were moving again, slowly rising, past one floor, heading to the next.
Finally, she found a functioning brain cell and muttered, “I might not be able to walk out of here.”
“I’ll carry you,” he said, those dark eyes gleaming as he assessed her, from her tangled hair, to her gaping blouse and her crumpled skirt.
She gave him her most wicked, come-hither smile, but it faded from her lips when she realized the elevator was slowing. And they weren’t yet to the top floor.
“We’re stopping!” She ran a quick, assessing stare over him. For the most part, he looked perfect, gorgeous, the hair smooth, the face innocent—but for the gleam of hot woman on his lips—the jacket, shirt and tie just fine.
But, uh... “You might want to put that away,” she said with a giggle, gesturing toward his unzipped pants. His penis was still free, all big, hard and delicious. If they weren’t about to be boarded and invaded, she’d love to drop to her knees and repay the intimacy he’d just bestowed upon her.
He didn’t immediately shove things into place again or try to zip and hide. No. Instead, he took a few steps toward her, to the back corner, and braced his hands on either side of her. Without even glancing over his shoulder or acknowledging that the door was sliding open behind them, he pressed his mouth to hers in a wet kiss, sucking on her tongue, letting her taste her own essence. Viv twined her arms around his neck, tilting her head, kissing him, not really giving a damn that someone else had boarded the elevator.
The kiss was long, slow and surprising. Damien cupped her face in both his hands, his thumbs scraping gently over her cheeks. His touch was tender, careful, his kiss a soft promise, not a demand. Viv was still dying for more, but she found her heartbeat slowing, and her breaths, too. She slid her fingers into his hair, stroking its silkiness, and gave herself over to the pleasure of a long, leisurely kiss.
Of course, this wasn’t just a regular kiss, and in a tiny corner of her mind, she couldn’t quite forget that. First, they had an audience, albeit a quiet, unobtrusive one. Second, she could still feel Damien’s rock-solid erection pressed hard against her stomach. The people behind him couldn’t possibly see, but oh, just knowing it was there—hot, throbbing, inviting—was enough to make her tingle all over.
Eventually, they came to another stop. Damien slowly ended the kiss. Smiling at how much she’d enjoyed it, Viv glanced over his shoulder, appraising their audience. It was a younger couple, both wearing workout clothes and carrying water bottles. They’d apparently gone downstairs to use the fitness center.
Both were watching them closely. Both were grinning.
Viv wasn’t the blushing sort, but still a bit of heat flashed up into her cheeks. If those people had any idea what had been going on in the elevator right before they’d stepped onto it, they wouldn’t be grinning, they’d be wide-eyed with shock.
Then again...those grins said they were aware they’d stumbled onto more than a couple kissing in an elevator. Hmm.
When Viv inhaled a deep breath and caught the rich odors of earthy sex, she winced. There was no way those strangers didn’t realize what they’d been doing. The very air betrayed them.
Resisting the urge to bury her face in Damien’s shoulder, she groaned softly, praying she never ran into the other couple again. But just to make things a tiny bit worse, as they began to exit the elevator on their own floor, the young woman glanced at Viv over her shoulder. “Uh...don’t forget those,” she said with a wink, pointing to the floor.
Viv glanced down. And groaned. Her lacy white panties were tangled around Damien’s black leather shoes.
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