They kissed deeply, with Dana eventually parting her lips and encouraging his tongue to explore her. She moaned as he brought his hands to her waist and lifted her, making her giggle like she had the first time he’d done it.
He held her up as he pushed her against the wall, Dana wrapping her legs around his pelvis.
“This is how you like it, right?” Rux growled.
Dana bit her lip and pulled him in for another passionate collision. His mouth had begun wandering her neck again, and Dana was caught in the whirlwind that was their physical chemistry.
She was disappointed when he pulled away from nearly reaching the top of her breasts.
“I hate to break this off,” he said breathlessly, “but I just remembered something. Dennis is here.”
Dana felt herself getting wet in her nether regions, which had the magical effect of wiping her memory. She groaned but realized that they had all the time in the world to make love again.
“Wait, where?” Dana asked.
Rux lowered her off the wall, then began searching through the drawers in the room to find her some clothes.
“I found a hidden shed,” he said. “Looks like they’ve got him rewriting some report over and over again for Griffin’s sake.”
Dana opened a closet and found a few dresses that were many sizes too small. She sighed through her teeth, feeling herself starting to grind them again.
“I found the report in Griffin’s office,” Dana said. “It had marks all over it, something about how these extravaganzas aren’t the best for the marine life.”
“Ya think?” Rux said, scoffing.
Rux opened the last drawer of the dresser and pulled out a long, black, one-piece jumper. He held it up to Dana, his eyes nearly bulging out of her sockets.
“Ah, fuck,” Dana said, looking at it. “Looks like I might have to be a Bond girl tonight.”
Rux made a purring sound, then Dana snatched the outfit from his hands. She disrobed without a thought and began stepping into the suit.
It was nice and stretchy, which meant that Dana could pull it easier over her various lovely curves. She wasn’t entirely sure if it was a wet suit or a catsuit used for one of the shady clients of the island.
Either way, it would do.
Dana zipped up her outfit to her chin, then stepped into the flats she had brought, all that had remained from her original outfit. She didn’t notice Rux was staring at her, basically drooling, until she turned to open the door.
“Baby …” Rux breathed.
Dana looked down at herself, then stuck her hip out while she placed the other hand on her opposing hip. She bit her finger and looked up into the air with a look of feigned innocence.
“Is this doing it for you?”
Rux let out a puff of air and had to adjust his pants.
“I think we’ll have to save that outfit,” he said like a dog in heat.
Dana took her finger from her mouth and then wrinkled her nose at him.
“Later, babe,” she said playfully.
Rux led her out of the room by the hand, sneaking past a few security guards and back into the public domain. Dana has exhilarated again, so happy that Rux had found her and realizing that accepting the way she was falling for him made her feel freer.
They crouched behind a large tree as Rux pointed at the shed.
“That’s it there,” Rux said. “I’m assuming he’ll have various security details, so I might have to shift to fight them off. If they have guns, please stay out of harm's way.”
Dana gave him a sensual smirk. He knew better than to tell her what to do. The fact that he was abiding by that made her even more attracted to him.