“You got it.” Mikah hooked his arm around her waist, anchoring his hips to hers. Inch by slow inch, he lowered the tab, undressing her. Cool air brushed her shoulders then his warm lips. He planted sensual kisses on her bared skin as he worked his way down her back. He timed each kiss for the thirty-four floors they scaled.
By the time the doors opened, revealing his apartment, her knees had weakened, and her bodice had dropped down her arms. The crystal straps pooled around her elbows. Piper stepped into his foyer and let her dress drop to his marble floor. She stepped to the side and stood before him wearing only her lacy blue bra, matching panties, and five-inch heels. Her nipples were hard, her pulse throbbed, and she let her need show in her eyes.
Mikah’s cobalt eyes were glittery like the stars shining in from the window beyond them. His gaze lingered on her for a long heartbeat before he moved closer. He pulled her into his embrace, cupped the back of her head, and kissed her. A deep, drugging kiss she never wanted to end.
His possessively sexy motions shot hormones coursing through her body. More, closer. Piper shoved at his lapels, and Mikah shrugged the jacket off.
Piper loosened his tie and worked the top buttons on his shirt.
Mikah backed up and completed the task; then, he swept her into his arms, across the living room, and into a bedroom lit only by the moon glow from behind the window sheers. A king-sized bed with a fluffy navy comforter waited for her.
Mikah stripped the blanket off and laid her against the cool sheets. Breathing in the fragrance of clean linen and masculine guy, Piper quivered and held out her arms. “Come closer.” She had no higher-level thoughts.
“I’m so glad you’re here.” Mikah lowered his body against hers, keeping his weight balanced so she felt just enough. He nuzzled her neck. “Love your perfume.”
He smelled great too, like a sophisticated cologne, and masculine intent. Her arousal intensified. Only his trousers and her panties separated them. Piper hooked her leg over his hips and arched, rubbing against him like they were bare.
Mikah undid the front clasp of her bra. He stared at her body with appreciative eyes, lit by the glow from the balcony. He lowered his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth. The pulling sensation echoed through her body, making her core throb and ache. She knew what she wanted.
Piper groped for his belt buckle and struggled with the clasp.
Mikah lifted off her, but he trailed his hands from her neck downward, over her breasts, abs, panties, thighs, knees, calves, and cherry-painted toes. He rose from the bed, dropped his clothes, and crawled back over her body. The brush of his hard muscles and masculine ridges sent tremors straight through to her vibrating core.
Piper swallowed. He was a beautiful work of art. Agreeing to be with him was such a good decision. Memorable, wise, wicked. “I’m glad I’m here.” Her voice was raspy and sexy.
Mikah hooked his hand under one of her knees and tugged, parting her legs to make room for his body to settle against hers. “Me too.”
“Oh.” The maneuver took flitting, zinging sensations to a slamming level. There. “Yes.” She wiggled. This was so good. “Ah.”
Mikah tugged her loosened bra free from her body and kissed his way down, sliding to the end of the mattress and slipping her panties from her body.
Piper’s heart kept up with every sparkling moment.
Mikah came back up to her, pausing his mouth at her core, and gave her a long, penetrating lick before kissing his way up her abs to her nipples. “Lemons, cream. Delicious.” He used his fingers to tease her bundle of nerves while he placed his mouth on her breast.
His murmured words weren’t quite clear, just deep, sexy, and praising. He sucked long enough to have her writhing and kissed his way to her mouth for another wet kiss, ravenous with nibbling teeth and teasing tongue. The delight of all the sensations flowing throughout her body was matched only by the thrill of anticipating more.
Piper widened her thighs. She stroked her hands down his powerful back, kneading the muscles. She threaded her hands through his hair and mussed the strands. She sucked on his neck and down to his chest. Messing up their alignment but heightening every sensation. Her breathing quickened like his.
They toyed and tasted, teased, and touched and grew closer with each shift. Mikah’s body shook. “Let me get…” He hugged her and lifted away. “Protection.” His raw voice was threaded with neediness. Mikah fumbled for the beside table, finding a condom.
He smiled at her, a thankful, sensual smile that caused her to shiver. He wasn’t even touching her, and she was on the edge. Piper bit her lip and pinched her own nipples.
Mikah groaned and dropped the foil packet. He replaced her fingers with his lips, sucking, licking, tonguing.
Shimmers pulsed through her. Piper arched her body fully against his and writhed. “So good.”
Mikah’s weight propelled her back into the mattress, his body poised at her entrance. He rose on his arms.
Piper grabbed the protection, ripped at the end, and removed the condom. She smoothed the condom over his erection. Every part of him was shaped to please her.
Mikah groaned at the sensation and muttered praises at the feel of her hands stroking him. “Your fingers, ah.” His breath caught in the good kind of tortured way. He withdrew her hand and laced her fingers with his, holding them clasped together beside her head. “Can’t take it.”
And then his hardness nudged at her entrance. He eased into her. She bit her lip and groaned at the sensation of fullness and pleasure. Mikah thrust deeper, stretching her to accommodate him. He released her hand and pulled her bottom lip from her teeth. He kissed her.
He pushed forward, harder, farther, working his way deeper into her
The intimate joining was amazing, obliterating.