"Not enough to make me keep climbing steps. I'm hungry, man, don't make me tired, too."
"Screw you, Rick, you're lousy at security."
"In this case, I'm okay with that."
After a few more grumbles, we eventually hear them walk off. And after another minute, we hear the ding of the elevator.
And then… silence.
Silence except for the sounds of my heavy breathing and Dani's giggles.
"I can't believe you're laughing right now," I say on an exhale. "My heart's beating so fast.”
And when she looks up at me, her laugh trailing off, her blown out pupils let me know she’s feeling exactly the same kind of adrenaline high that’s currently making my heart race and my cock harden.
Slowly—but not tentatively—she places her palm on my chest. Her breaths start to come quicker. Mine do too. It's like the air that was already thin in this closet is suddenly sucked out, and we're left with only each other's breaths in a too-small space.
In the end, she makes the first move. She grips my shirt in her fist and pulls my lips to hers, immediately plastering her body against mine and letting out the sultriest moan I've ever fucking heard.
I open my mouth to her wandering tongue with a groan. My hands grip her hips, holding her close to me so I can feel the way she starts to grind.
"Fuck, Dani," I manage to gasp. I weave a hand into her hair and tilt my head to kiss her deeper—harder. I want to absorb as much of this woman's essence into my skin as I possibly can.
"I want you," she whispers against my lips as she pushes me back against the wall. And immediately after that, I feel her reach down to start fumbling with my slacks. She manages to get my zipper down as she breathes, "God,I need you."
I drop my head back against the wall with a groan when I feel her hands reach under my boxer-briefs and wrap around my cock. Nothing about this woman sayshesitant, so why would this be any different? Her grip is hard, and sure of herself. She starts to jack me with a pressure few women would feel comfortable with, especially a first time.
"Fuck, you can't keep that up," I choke out when I feel my balls start to tingle.
Dani smirks at me and doesn't stop what she's doing. “And here I thought you would be a big alpha guy that can control his load. I'm disappointed."
That forces a growl out of me. I knock her hand away and then, in the same motion, reach up to wrap my hand around her throat. Her eyes go wide at the contact, and then wider still when I use my grip to back her against the opposite wall.
I lean forward to whisper in her ear. "Trust me, Dani, disappointment is the last thing you're about to feel." And before she can respond with anything snarky, I slam my lips back to hers anddevourher.
"You're going to flatten your palms against the wall, and you're going to keep them there while I eat my fill. If they move, you won't like the punishment." I pull back a little farther so I can get a better look at her expression. "Understood?"
I’m still holding her in place with my grip on her throat, so I can see every reaction that flits across her face. I can tell she wants to sass me. She wants to take the control back.
But I can also tell she likes me owning the power dynamic.
"Yes, sir," she whispers with a sly smile.
And I swear to God my dick turns to stone at the sound.
"Good," I growl. "Do it." When she slowly moves to press her palms to the wall behind her, I give her throat an appreciative squeeze. And with a final bratty look, she widens her legs and licks her lips.
I fall onto her with another kiss. Part of me is waiting for her to disobey my commands, but she doesn’t—she keeps her hands away from me even as she returns my kiss with equal fervor.
"Good girl," I whisper against her lips. At that, she lets a whimper slip, and I grin when I realize she likes to be praised.
I want to find out if she likes the opposite end of that spectrum, too. But I'm too focused on getting her pants undone so I can pull them down to her knees, leaving her legs trapped together and her unable to move. And the whole time I continue to devour her mouth, my tongue brushing over hers in a sensual, but desperate, caress.
Then I slowly, so slowly, let my hands start to drift from her jeans around her knees, up along the soft skin of her thighs, to her panties that I've left on for the moment. My touch brushes across the thin lace of the crotch area, just for a moment, and it's enough of a tease to pull another whimper from Dani's lips.
I grin at the sound. I expect her to shut it down with a glare, or something that lets me know she doesn't appreciate being vulnerable, but I get the opposite. A sensual smile slides across her lips and she pushes herself farther into my hand, an unspoken plea totake.
I can't remember the last time I was so eager to give a girl pleasure. To taste her on my tongue and feel her come apart on my cock. I'm salivating over the thought of stripping Dani out of her underwear.