His mouth moved over hers without mercy. She clung to him, her heart racing so fast it was a miracle it didn’t stop altogether. Growling deep in his throat, he backed her against a steel door. He kissed her again, his mouth even more demanding than before. He let go of his hold on her hair and slid his thumbs under her jaw, holding her in place.
It was as if he couldn’t get enough.
And she loved every single second of it.
She curled her fist in his shirt and yanked him closer. He smashed his lips to hers, his tongue dueling with hers desperately. He tasted like beer and pure man, a combination she’d forgotten existed. His hands slid under her dress, creeping toward her inner thighs, and she whimpered into his mouth.
The cool door was a complete contrast with his hot, muscular length pressed up against her, and when his hand slid between her thighs, something inside of her snapped. She rolled her hips against him, every inch of her body begged for his touch.
It was enough to make a girl scream.
She undid the button of his pants with unsteady fingers before trailing her fingers over his erection. He hissed through his teeth, his rock hard thighs pushing against her. “Alicia.”
The way he dragged out the L sound with a soft, rolling lilt, sounded so much like Leo that it almost made her stop. Almost made her question her eyes, and her sense, and everything about this. Stop thinking. It’s not him.
She squeezed him lightly, and he pulled his hips way.
“Enough.” He caught her hands, trapping them against the door. “My turn.”
His gravelly voice stirred things within her she didn’t even know existed. He was clearly a guy who was used to bossing people around.
Turned out? She liked being bossed around in the bedroom.
Or, y’know, dark hallways.
Whatever.
He kissed her, openmouthed and hot. Before she could so much as register that she was actually doing this, letting this guy touch her in intimate ways inside a freaking hallway of all places, his thumb flicked over her, making her legs shake. His mouth claimed her without any more words. He parted her with his fingers, his thumb circling her aching flesh as he did so. His tongue lashed out at hers, sending shafts of pure need rushing through every vein in her body.
And then, within seconds, she was soaring.
Orgasming like she never had before.
He pressed his thumb against her again, letting her ride out the high, and then he tapped his finger against her once. That small movement sent her flying over the edge again, and another orgasm slammed into her. The only reason she managed to remain upright was because he still held her hands over her head, steadying her.
There was the ripping of a condom wrapper, and within seconds, he pressed his body against hers again, lifted her up, and kissed her. As she wrapped her legs around his waist, she gripped his biceps, holding on for dear life because, man, her world was spinning faster than a tilt-a-whirl. She let out a raw moan.
Breaking off the kiss, he froze.
“Are you all right?” he asked with concern.
All right? All right? She was falling apart with pleasure, but she needed more. “Holy hell…”
“Alicia?” He brushed his hand across her cheekbone gently, his touch so reverent that it made her heart twist hard. “Should I stop?”
The way he held her like she mattered to him, watching her through the cover of his Phantom of the Opera mask, awakened a need inside of her she hadn’t felt since Leo. And while she’d known she missed him, while she’d felt his absence deep in her heart for years, she hadn’t realized just how much until she met this man who reminded her of him so much.
“Yes.”
He paused, and just like that, the beast was leashed.
Wait. What had she said?
She hurried to say, “I mean no, don’t stop. I’m great. So, uh, very, very great.”
“Great?” he asked, amusement tingeing his voice, making it even sexier than before.
He was laughing at her.