I was centimetres away from her. She looked up and her breath fanned my face. I breathed it in, along with that perfume that was so fucking intoxicating.
“I like the way you sayarse.”
“You’ll like the way I spank it as well.”
Her eyes widened and for a split second I thought she was going to have a fit of rage. Her cheeks flushed a deep red and her hands balled into fists by her side.
I hadn’t meant to say it. It was her, the minute I was near her all the things I dreamt of, all the things I had done, came to mind and I wanted to experience them all again with her.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have…” I took a step back, giving her some space.
She glanced to the digital display and then back to me. “If we had another few floors to travel…” she didn’t complete her sentence but she licked her lips slowly.
“I think you’re going to be the death of me,” I said, chuckling as I turned to face the doors that were about to slide open. I felt her small hand reach to touch mine and I clasped it.
Fuck the staff and my rules, I wasn’t letting go.
I led her from the lift, and once in reception opted to take the small door to the side that led to the stairwell down to the car park. I pushed open the door and walked through. I then held her against the wall and cupped her chin in my hand to raise her face.
“I’d rather do this anywhere but a stairwell, of course,” I whispered before I lowered my face.
I wanted to taste her lips and, placing both my palms on her cheeks, I held her face still. I pushed one of my legs between hers ensuring she couldn’t move if she wanted to and was pleased to feel her writhe against it.
I ghosted my tongue against her lips and she opened her mouth, her tongue met mine in a slow dance. When I was done with slow, I tightened my fingers in her hair tilting her head back further. She gasped and I sucked in that breath.
“Alex,” she whispered. I was about to pull back when she gripped the lapels of my jacket and scrunched them in her hands.
My tongue explored her mouth, lips slid against each other, and breaths were stolen. As my cock hardened, I pushed against her. I needed for her to feel how aroused she made me. She moaned so softly, and it was like a cascade of butterflies in my stomach. My heart rate increased the deeper I kissed her. I couldn’t breathe, I dragged in air through my nose and she did the same.
The toot of a car horn echoing from below reminded me where we were. It wasn’t that I was bothered but she deserved better, for sure. I slowed the kiss, gently pulling back despite her not wanting me to. Eventually, I closed my mouth and just allowed my lips to linger on hers for a few seconds more.
“Alex,” she whispered, again.
I softened my hold, removing my leg from between hers and stepped back. She stared at me and I licked my thumb to run under her lower lip where lipstick had smudged. She did the same to me, wiping mine with her fingers.
“Wow,” she said, and then smiled. “That was some kiss, my Lord.”
My stomach flipped as she spoke. “You deserve that, and more,” I replied.
“I only asked if you wanted lunch.” The sassiness was back, and I laughed.
I looked at my watch. “Do we still have time?”
She took my hand and we descended to the car park. We walked to a nearby deli, ordered sandwiches and coffees and sat outside in the sun.
“I think I’ll send you the cleaning bill for my suit if you don’t mind,” she said, straining to see the back of her jacket.
“I’ll gladly pay it.”
Although we texted and called, I didn’t see Gabriella for a few days. We were both busy, and with Mackenzie due to arrive back in a day or so, I was excited about the prospect of discussing the club with him.
Chapter Six
“This is her ancestral home?” Mackenzie asked as we waited at the gate for it to open.
“Yeah. She’s a…acolourfulcharacter, shall we say. Spent most of her youth running away, pissing off her parents, doing every Full Moon party around the world, and getting high.” I laughed at the memory of some of the letters I’d received from her with graphic details of the life she was leading.
“She sounds very intriguing.”
