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more, I grasp Stella’s face with my hands and
kiss her.
    Yes, kiss her. That
intimate thing that sometimes gives me the willies because it’s
too intimate.
    Yes, I kiss her
deep, my tongue plunging in ruthlessly and swiping sensually around
her mouth, and it in no way freaks me out. It’s bold, carnal,
and immensely fucking intimate, and it only makes me crave more so I
back her up against the wall of the elevator, bringing one hand
between her legs. She gasps into my mouth, surprised that I truly may
be fucking her in the elevator as suggested just a bit ago. Her short
skirt rides up easily, and then my fingers are brushing up against
what feels like lace.
    Wet lace.
    That thought causes
me to groan and I ease my finger under the seam of her panties,
coming up right against her lush heat. There’s no room for
hesitation and I couldn’t stop myself if I tried, so I sink one
finger into her all the way up to my third knuckle, fucking loving
the way she gasps, starts moaning into my mouth, and then her legs
start to falter. I quickly move one of my own in between hers to help
hold her in place.
    So fucking hot.
    I know I don’t
have time to get her off before we reach our floor, which means I
certainly don’t have time to fuck her here, so I break the kiss
and roam my lips along her neck lightly, moving my finger in and out
of her leisurely but so very deeply. Her hips flex against me, trying
to demand more, but she’s just going to have to wait.
    When the elevator
chimes indicate we’ve reached our floor, I pull my hand out of
her panties and pull her dress back into place in one move. Placing a
kiss lightly on her nose, I grin when she mumbles, “Thanks”.
    Taking her by the
hand, I lead her down to the room where I’m itching to get her
naked. After walking in, I make a cursory glance out the window,
confirming the balcony over Central Park is there as requested. The
room is elegant, decorated in a slick, contemporary design with sage
greens and chocolate browns. A huge vase of white lilies sits on a
table by the door, and I throw the room key down next to it.
    “Do you want
another drink?” I ask her, and I hope she says no. My dick is
aching to be inside of her.
    She lowers her gaze
to the floor and shakes her head, for the first time not making eye
contact with me.
    What the fuck? She’s
suddenly shy? I don’t fucking believe this woman has a shy bone
in her body.
    I wait until she
looks back at me, and then I crook my finger at her with a sly smile…
silently commanding her to come. She doesn’t hesitate and
thankfully maintains eye contact with me as she walks my way,
stopping right in front of me.
    Taking her hand, I
rub my thumb over her skin in a very uncharacteristic, but tender
move. “How often have you done this… used One Night
Only ?”
    Her cheeks turn
rosy, but she doesn’t look away. “This is my first time.”
    Oh, baby.
Practically a virgin when it comes to this type of fucking. I don’t
know whether to be horrified at her inexperience or turned on by it.
My cock leaps at the thought, so I guess I’m turned on.
    “Really? You
seem so confident… at least, downstairs you did. Now I’m
seeing it though… a touch of shyness.”
    That I intend to
fuck right out of her.
    “Don’t
worry,” she says, her voice sure and strong. “I’m
not getting cold feet. I’m going through with this.”
    “Damn right,
you’re going through with it,” I growl, and then
internally wince. I hope that didn’t come off as sexually
predatory as it sounded in my head. Softening my voice, I say, “I
felt enough of your response in the elevator to know that. But don’t
worry… tonight—I’ll lead.”
    Stella surprises me when she steps back, but her eyes are challenging. She
reaches to the side of her dress and slowly drags her zipper down.
She watches it descend all the way, and then looks back at me. “You
can lead. But I’ll start.”
    Fuck, fuck, fuck. This woman could sexually torture me