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Victoria's POV:The elevator stops, and he groans against my lips with disapproval. I strive for air while the yearning for Adrian overruns my own restraint. Plunging my tongue back into his mouth, the doors close again, but we don’t begin moving. One of his hands shoves into my hair as the other clenches my ass, our tongues tangled wildly. After several seconds, he pulls away.“God, I have to get you in my bed.”“Please say you’re fucking me soon.” I’m dizzy and breathless, out of control, and nothing has ever felt more right.“Absolutely, baby. More than once.” Pushing me forward, he stands straight from the wall and picks me up. My legs wrap around his waist, our tongues and bodies entwined as he pushes the button to reopen the elevator.Luckily, Adrian is the only one who lives on this floor since I’m moaning with need and grinding my hips against him as he opens his door. My purse drops from my shoulder and hits the wood floor in the foyer. My flip flops are easily thrown off next.Desperation is not a precise enough word for what my body feels at this moment. Pulling my mouth free from his, I lean back enough to pull my black top over my head and unhook my bra. Adrian holds me up, his fingers digging into the denim over my ass cheeks. His possessive gaze doesn’t drop to my breasts after I free them from the black lace. It’s anchored to mine as if he’s trying to express to me everything he’s feeling. Our mouths collide, tongues darting and stroking while he hurries us down the hallway. My back slams against the closed bedroom door.“Fuck, sorry, baby.” “Don’t stop.”His nose dips into my chest and glides up my neck as I reach down behind me to turn the knob on the door. “I might smell like pizza.”“I love Italian food.” I’m smiling as I’m lowered onto the bed. My jeans are undone and slipped off my legs. Buttons fly from his shirt before it’s jerked off, and I don’t know of anything as equally hot other than my back slamming against his bedroom door. His jeans and boxers are removed in seconds, but then he stops and stares down at my body. His is remarkable, standing bare before me. All urgency has vanished as a hand gradually sweeps through his shiny hair. Gnawing on the corner of my lip, I search his eyes. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing’s wrong. You’re fucking beautiful, and I’m having a look.”“That’s sweet and all, but we’re past the ‘look but don’t touch’ stage. It’s ‘hurry up and pleasure your employee’ hour, or as your brother would say, ‘time to be friendly.’”Adrian’s head tilts back during a chuckle, but he’s soon giving me a forewarning look.“Hell, no. I’m taking my time with you, and if you think I’m bossy outside of the bedroom, you have no idea what you’re in for in here.”
Victoria's POV:The elevator stops, and he groans against my lips with disapproval. I strive for air while the yearning for Adrian overruns my own restraint. Plunging my tongue back into his mouth, the doors close again, but we don’t begin moving. One of his hands shoves into my hair as the other clenches my ass, our tongues tangled wildly. After several seconds, he pulls away.“God, I have to get you in my bed.”“Please say you’re fucking me soon.” I’m dizzy and breathless, out of control, and nothing has ever felt more right.“Absolutely, baby. More than once.” Pushing me forward, he stands straight from the wall and picks me up. My legs wrap around his waist, our tongues and bodies entwined as he pushes the button to reopen the elevator.Luckily, Adrian is the only one who lives on this floor since I’m moaning with need and grinding my hips against him as he opens his door. My purse drops from my shoulder and hits the wood floor in the foyer. My flip flops are easily thrown off next.Desperation is not a precise enough word for what my body feels at this moment. Pulling my mouth free from his, I lean back enough to pull my black top over my head and unhook my bra. Adrian holds me up, his fingers digging into the denim over my ass cheeks. His possessive gaze doesn’t drop to my breasts after I free them from the black lace. It’s anchored to mine as if he’s trying to express to me everything he’s feeling. Our mouths collide, tongues darting and stroking while he hurries us down the hallway. My back slams against the closed bedroom door.“Fuck, sorry, baby.” “Don’t stop.”His nose dips into my chest and glides up my neck as I reach down behind me to turn the knob on the door. “I might smell like pizza.”“I love Italian food.” I’m smiling as I’m lowered onto the bed. My jeans are undone and slipped off my legs. Buttons fly from his shirt before it’s jerked off, and I don’t know of anything as equally hot other than my back slamming against his bedroom door. His jeans and boxers are removed in seconds, but then he stops and stares down at my body. His is remarkable, standing bare before me. All urgency has vanished as a hand gradually sweeps through his shiny hair. Gnawing on the corner of my lip, I search his eyes. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing’s wrong. You’re fucking beautiful, and I’m having a look.”“That’s sweet and all, but we’re past the ‘look but don’t touch’ stage. It’s ‘hurry up and pleasure your employee’ hour, or as your brother would say, ‘time to be friendly.’”Adrian’s head tilts back during a chuckle, but he’s soon giving me a forewarning look.“Hell, no. I’m taking my time with you, and if you think I’m bossy outside of the bedroom, you have no idea what you’re in for in here.”
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