She did as he asked and moved all of her appointments to the afternoon, bid Paul goodbye, and walked to the elevator a few minutes later. He glanced up from reading an investment portfolio.
"Where are we going?"
"Just a few stops around town to look at some buildings I'm considering buying." He held the elevator door open and let his gaze drag across her. "You look good."
"Good enough to eat?" She walked into the empty elevator, keeping her voice low, but ready to tease the hell out of him. He should definitely suffer like she was.
What had happened to her plan? Out the window, like everything else when Alex was around.
"Yeah. That what you want? My mouth pressed to the center of you? The wet sensation of my tongue lapping at you?" He waited until the door closed to crowd her space, pressing himself to the front of her tightly. "I've miss you in my bed. I need to see you naked and squirming beneath me."
She slid her hands around his waist and squeezed the tight muscles of his ass. "Clean up your shit and I'll make your head spin... both of them."
Jamie slipped out of his hold as the door slid open. She walked from the elevator like she owned the place. Her pinstriped skirt fit tight around her waist, but flared out at her thighs. The white button-down shirt she wore was snug across her ample breasts, and the heels made the outfit. She wasn't used to being too flashy, but today she'd gone all out in order to grab Alex's attention and remind him of her sensual nature.
He jogged up beside her and growled. "Fuck, you look good! I think your meat wants you to consider spending some time wrapped around it."
She laughed and glanced at him. "You're corrupt."
"No, just fucking needy, and you’re the only woman I’d ever consider taking to my bed." He held the car door open for her.
Jamie got in, noticing that there was enough room to play around a little if Alex was up to it. The memory of the limo rolled over her, and she realized that wearing underwear around this man was a waste of time. She'd have them off in ten seconds flat if they had a long drive ahead of them. The darkened window between them and the driver caused her heart to flutter.
Alex got in on the opposite side and glanced over at her. "Did you hear me?"
"How long is the drive?" She ignored his question.
"As long as you want it to be." He reached for her, his eyes going a little wide as she turned and slipped into his lap. "Fuck."
"Shut up." She rolled her hips, rubbing herself against the large bulge in his slacks as she pressed her chest against his. "Tell the driver to take us an hour from here. I'm going to take my time with you. I fucking need it."
"Anything you want," he whispered, and pressed the button to talk with the driver. Jamie pressed her tongue to the side of his neck, dragging it up slowly as she undulated in a slow, sensual rhythm.
She pressed her lips to his ear and exhaled a moan, "I need to be fucked. Hard."
"Yes, you do, bad girl." He squeezed her butt once before sliding his hands under her skirt, rubbing his fingers over her softness. "No panties?"
"They're there." She rocked against him and sucked his ear into her mouth.
He groaned and lifted his hips, pressing against her with force. "You smell good. I can almost taste you."
"So hot," she murmured and sat up, working on his tie.
He reached up and helped her tug it off of him before unbuttoning his shirt with fervor. "I need you so bad."
Her fingers spayed across his firm chest as a groan left her. The silkiness of his skin was almost overwhelming and she realized how badly she needed for them to be in a bed. The ability to stretch out and make love to each other was what she craved.
"Tell him to take us home. We're only fifteen minutes away."
"Yeah," he muttered against the side of her neck as he pulled her down.
The driver was informed, and ten minutes later they were home, panting and needy with just having each other's touch and the hungry brush of lips against one another.
Alex got out, his shirt half hanging from his pants, and tugged her out roughly. Somewhere during the make-out session, she lost control and he assumed it. It was one of the reasons she would be his forever.
He opened the front door to the house and turned as she closed the door. He wrapped his arms wrapped around her a
nd consumed her mouth. His strong fingers bit into the backs of her thighs as he murmured, “Up.”