But I come up short when a pair of familiar trainers fills my vision.
My heart plummets into my feet as my eyes lift, climbing up his body.
His chest heaves with exertion. How the fuck he got down here so fast, fuck only knows, but he has.
My breath catches when my eyes collide with his wretched ones, and before I know what’s happening, his body collides with mine, and I’m forced back into the lift.
10
NICO
The second the doors close, I know I can’t let her walk out of this building.
My legs move faster than I thought possible as I fly toward the stairwell and practically jump entire floors at a time, not pausing until I’m racing through the doors and coming to a grinding halt in front of the lift as the light above lets me know that I made it just in time.
My chest heaves and my muscles burn as I wait for the ding that will let me know she’s about to be revealed.
What she said upstairs, it fucking hurt. More than it probably would if it had come from anyone else’s lips.
I swear the slowest two seconds of my life drag past as I wait, but finally, that familiar ding rings out and the doors part, making my heart pound even harder and my anger and desire for her to surge once more.
I step forward, my body colliding with hers, forcing her back into the lift as she tries to make her escape.
My fingers grip her jaw as her back hits the wall, her eyes wide as she stares up at me in shock.
“I don’t fucking think so, Siren,” I growl, slamming my hand down on the button for the top floor of the building before crashing my lips to hers.
But as we ascend through the building, she refuses to kiss me back, her defiant and stubborn streak as strong as ever.
“Give in, Siren. I know you want it.”
“Fuck you.”
“Yeah,” I muse. “That’s my fucking plan too.”
Wrapping my hand around her thigh, I hike it up around my waist, allowing me to press my erection against her.
“Nico,” she gasps when I hit the right spot. The second her lips part, I make the most of them, plunging my tongue inside her mouth.
She fights me. I wouldn’t expect any less from my little spitfire.
But as my hand slips to her throat, my grip tightening in warning and allowing me to feel the thundering of her heart, she caves.
A deep growl rumbles in the back of my throat when she finally submits to me.
The ding of the lift’s arrival on the top floor almost passes me by as I lose myself in her.
It’s dangerous.
She’s fucking dangerous.
One touch. One kiss and the grief, the anger, the confusion of everything that is happening around me right now just drifts away. She becomes my entire world, the only thing I can think about, focus on. She is the only thing I want.
A violent shudder rips down my spine and I manage to drag myself away.
The doors behind me open, but I don’t move. I just stare down at her with my chest heaving and desire coursing through my veins.
She stares right back at me without a flicker of hesitation in her eyes. And I know that if I were to send her away again now, she’d go without another word.