CHAPTERELEVEN
DANA
Dana was thriving in her power, her entire body vibrating with an overwhelming sense of chaotic control. She pulled Rux through the fog of her desire, up the stairs, and through the door of her apartment. She held onto him as she backed up against the wall, taking hold of his other hand.
“Dana …” Rux murmured.
The sound of his voice, creamy and luxurious, was a spark in the dimness of her apartment. She took his hands gently but firmly and placed them on her waist.
“Kiss me,” she said, whispering against his lips as she wrapped her arms around his head.
He lingered for a moment, breathing lightly, making her breath deeper and ragged, a slight tinge of impatience affecting her grip on the back of his head.
It was Dana who took the final plunge. She knew that he had been patient with her, and it was her permission that he required. She shoved his head down to her mouth, their lips finally crashing together.
It elicited an unbridled moan from the depths of Dana’s loins. It started soft and sweet, then she parted her lips, guiding him into her, shoving her tongue into his cave, and showing him just how she liked it.
She moved her hands through his hair, dislodging it from its still, professional aesthetic. She pushed her pelvis against him as his hands finally began wandering her body, frantic and frazzled with excitement.
“Oh, God,” Rux sighed as his mouth played with her chin.
“You can have me, Rux,” Dana whispered. “You can have me anywhere you want.”
Dana had made her voice breathy and sultry in the dark, and she felt it work as his manhood bulged against her. His green eyes flamed at her with something much more cosmic than simple lust.
Rux kissed her jawline and earlobe and then made it down to her neck. She bit her bottom lip and rolled her eyes into her head as he nibbled lightly at the supple erogenous zone that was always guaranteed to get her engine running.
“Oh, Dana,” he moaned. “You smell soooo good.”
Dana smiled as she pressed her body harder into his, encouraging him to explore her further. He lingered at each station of her delicious frame, which was initially bewildering. Eventually, Dana realized that his appreciation of her every inch was downright sexy.
She giggled as he traced his mouth down to her collarbone, following the strict outline of the skeleton, and settled for a brief moment in the canyon of her deep cleavage.
Dana realized that she was the eager one, her hips and core twitching for his touch, for the pressure of his body against hers.
His hands had stopped moving just before the curve of her ass, and she grabbed them and placed them down against her rump with blunt force.
He shot his eyes to hers, shocked.
Dana couldn’t stop her heaving breaths, the tantalizing sight of his mouth so close to her breasts filling her to the point of a feverish ache.
“It’s okay, Rux,” she said, arching her back against the wall, so her breasts were propped up higher.
She softly pushed some of his hair out of his face and spoke in a smokey tone.
“I want you to touch me. I need you to touch me, Rux.”
He looked down between her cleavage, and his expression of wonder made her smirk. The man was truly overwhelmed by her body. Nothing had ever made Dana feel that erotic.
“I know,” he said, fighting for a breath. “It’s just … I can’t believe this is happening. You’re so … so sexy …”
Dana brought a finger to his lips and pressed it lightly.
“Shh …” she said softly. “Then show me, Rux. Show me how sexy I am.”
Dana could feel his shaft pressing hard into her stomach. She knew he was aching too.
But as soon as Dana finished her sentence, Rux used his grip on her ass to lift her, making her gasp, forcing her to wrap her legs against his waist.