by Lynn, Donina
His lips didn’t come though, and her eyes jolted open when he turned her around by her shoulders to push her up against the nearest wall. His large frame engulfed her and pressed up against her back. She tried to push away from the wall, but he took both of her hands raised them above her head and pinned them in place with one of his.
Stranger danger! Becca’s breathing came faster, and she started to panic. She was alone in an elevator with a guy she didn’t know, hadn’t asked his name, and now he had her pressed against a wall where she couldn’t move. He could be a serial killer for all she knew, and any second he was going to pull out a knife to stab her to death. All she had with her was her room key and a box of condoms. Could she use the stilettos she had on as a weapon? Becca could see the headline. “Woman Found Dead in Elevator Clutching Shoes and a Rubber.”
She tried to push away again, but he held her in place and slowly started to grind his crotch into her ass. Even through the material they both had on she could feel his hard cock against her. Becca suppressed a groan and mentally shook herself. He couldn’t be a serial killer. He was at her cousin’s wedding reception. Victoria obviously knew him or knew of him. Still she would feel better if he would let her away from the wall.
She started to ask him to let her move. “Could you please” was all she got out before his hand moved her hair and his mouth found the base of her neck. His lips were causing delicious shivers to shoot straight down her body to her core. What had she been thinking about? Becca couldn’t remember and didn’t really care as she felt him nip her neck with his teeth and work up with open-mouthed kisses. All she knew, all she could focus on, were the sensations his mouth was creating through her body.
Becca leaned her head into him when his lips found her sensitive spot behind her ear. A moan escaped her as he sucked and bit on the spot harder. He groaned in response and ground his crotch into her more.
The elevator came to a stop with a ding, and the doors opened bringing them out of the moment. He moved away and gave her room to turn around.
The amount of desire she could see and feel coming from him had her wanting him even more. He looked intense and wild. His body was even shaking, and she watched almost transfixed by the way his shirt stretched and tightened across his chest when he took some calming breaths. His deep voice filled the small area when he finally asked, “Sorry, what were you saying?”
“Um, nothing. It was nothing.”
He held out his hand to her and smiled. “Are you ready?”
Becca took his hand and stepped out of the elevator gasping in surprise. She was standing in a garden, and it was breathtaking.
Directly in front of them was a twisting stone path that was surrounded by flowers. There were so many different types, colors, and fragrances she could spend hours just taking in their beauty. She looked up to see the stars twinkling in the sky through the ceiling that was made entirely of glass.
Becca looked at him. “It’s amazing. What is this place?”
“It’s the hotel’s indoor garden. They use it primarily for wedding pictures, but I like it because it’s peaceful.” He smiled down at her and laced his fingers through hers. Adding a wink he said, “Come on.”
They walked along the path in silence. Becca was in awe that such a magnificent place existed inside the hotel. The garden was immense, and she thought it must take up the entire floor of the building.
She felt him tug her hand, and they turned to the right where a waterfall emerged from behind a lattice wall of roses. The water cascaded down into a stone pool where fish glided underneath the surface. Becca stood and watched them. The scene was more than relaxing with their leisurely movements and the sound of the water.
He removed his hand from hers moving it to rest on her back. He smiled down at her and said, “There is something else I want you to see.”
As he led her along, Becca finally saw what she assumed was their destination. At the end of the path was a white gazebo. There was a large opening at the front with a step up to its floor. Padded benches were along both sides, and it resembled wrought iron with walls full of swirls and circles. The top came to a point where a light hung down giving it a soft warm glow.
Becca turned and looked up at him. “It’s beautiful.”
He looked down returning her gaze. “It is, but not as beautiful as you.” He brought both hands up and cradled her face. When he leaned down, Becca held her breath as his lips finally met hers. The feel of him sent tingles shooting through her body ending at her toes. He lingered there slowly moving over her until he broke the connection to bring his eyes back to look at her again. His kiss had been warm, soft and sensual, and nothing that she expected.
Becca stared back searching his face. Why would he bring her here? She was ready to find a coat closet somewhere and have hot jungle sex as she straddled his waist. Isn’t that usually what happened in these situations? The books she read always had it ending that way. It was supposed to be wild and frenzied, more like the elevator just a little less scary.
It was sex, nothing more. Instead he had brought her to the garden and told her that she was beautiful. Gone were the heat and desire in his eyes. Those had been replaced with a kindness and warmth that threatened to invade areas of herself that she had long kept dark and cold.
He frowned and cocked his head. “Is something wrong? You look like you’re deep in thought.” He stroked her hair and continued. “I can almost see the wheels turning inside of here.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Are you changing your mind? I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to do.”
Becca shook her head. She wasn’t going to change her mind. She just needed to rein in her emotions and take control of the direction the night was going. Smiling, Becca grabbed his hand and led him to the bench in the gazebo. She was going to put the desire back in his eyes.
****
Nick sat and watched the beauty in front of him. When they left the party, he knew exactly where he would take her. His mother had created and nurtured the garden into one of the most peaceful and beautiful places he knew. He could spend hours here alone with his thoughts, and he wanted to share this with her.
Yes, she was beautiful and sexy with curves that made him ache. But she was also playful, and when she laughed it felt like a blanket wrapping around his body. She even found a way to surprise him.
He had been ready to give his speech about no commitments until she beat him to it when she listed her rules. She knew what she wanted and had the same ideas as him. She was near perfect from what he could see, and because of that he needed their one night together to be something both of them would want to remember. He had never brought a woman here before. This was his sanctuary. But when he thought of being with her no other place seemed right.
Nick could barely control himself in the elevator. It took every ounce of restraint he could find to not take her against the wall right then. He was glad he hadn’t, and watching the way her eyes lit up when she saw the garden made controlling his desire worth the pain.
His stomach had dropped when he thought she was having second thoughts, though. The vulnerability in her eyes made his chest tighten, and he fought the urge to take her in his arms and just hold her.
Nick brought himself out of his thoughts and found her smiling at him. “Why don’t you come and sit beside me?”
She shook her head at him, and he watched as she slowly leaned down. There was a new determination in her eyes that had him captivated. Her gaze was locked on his mouth like a heat seeking missile zeroing in on its target. Nick wasn’t sure what brought on the sudden change, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to argue. It was damn sexy when a woman wanted to take control. And he had every intention of letting her take charge … for now.
Nick felt the warmth of her lips as they found his. He simply returned her light kisses as he let her explore and set the pace. Her movements were slow and seductive. He fought with himself not to take over when her tongue slid a
gainst the bottom of his upper lip. Her soft mouth was sweet torture against him, and Nick wasn’t sure how much more he could take before his restraint snapped.
She took her hand and ran it up his chest to his neck. She came to rest on the back of his head where she fisted his hair and pushed him deeper into the kiss. A groan rumbled in his throat when she caught his bottom lip between her teeth and began to suck and pull on him. Desire raced through him, and the battle was lost.
He pulled his lip free and pushed his tongue against her urging her to open for him. She instantly did, and when he entered, Nick could taste the whiskey mixed with the sweetness of strawberries. The flavor was intoxicating, and he wanted to savor every last bit as he explored her mouth.
Their tongues danced and entwined as they moved against each other at an urgent pace. They consumed each other in their kiss each giving their demands and silent promises. And when she caught and sucked on his tongue, Nick growled and nearly came undone. Jesus, he couldn’t remember ever wanting a woman as badly as he did at that moment.
He needed to touch her, feel everywhere. He wanted to explore every delicious curve. Nick put his hands on her hips and started to run them up her sides. He brought them to her front and continued his exploration until he reached her breasts. He ran his thumb over the mounds, finding her nipples as they stiffened under the material.
She was panting when she broke their kiss and stood back up as he rubbed her through the gown. Nick pulled the fabric down, exposing her chest. Her breasts were full with pink stiff peaks that stood out against her light skin. He didn’t think he had ever seen such perfection and whispered in admiration, “You are so beautiful.”
He held her sides and pulled her closer to allow his mouth to find her breast. She groaned and put her hands on his shoulders when his tongue traced around her nipple. Nick could hear a moan escape her as he flicked the pebble and nipped her with his teeth before releasing it to move on to the next. He kissed the valley between and found the other neglected mound. As he repeated his actions and gave that one the same attention, he found her other nipple and rolled it between his fingers.
She was so passionate and responsive. Every flick of his tongue caused another sigh or groan to escape her lips. The sounds shot straight to his cock and fisted around him coaxing him to grow even harder. He released her nipple with a sucking pop and looked up at the beauty. Her eyes were glazed and heavy. She looked as sexy as a woman could look, and she was driving him crazy. He wanted to taste her, to feel her, to be inside of her, but first he wanted to hear that addictive voice beg for her release.
He moved his hands down to her thighs and ran them up under the bottom of her dress. Her skin was smooth and soft, and he closed his eyes to brand the feel of her in his memory. He slowly inched higher until he reached a barrier of fabric.
Nick could feel the heat coming from her sex when he ran his thumbs along the edges of her panties. He groaned in approval when he found the source and moved his fingers underneath to stroke her lips.
“Jesus, you’re so hot and wet.”
She arched and pushed against him when he began to make circles at her entrance. A breathless “Please” escaping her lips was all the encouragement he needed to thrust both of his fingers into her liquid heat.
He stroked her inner walls and looked up to watch her face. She had closed her eyes and tilted her head back. Her hands were still on his shoulders, and she clutched tighter as he moved in and out.
She rotated her pelvis against his hand moaning, “Please, more.”
Nick withdrew one of his fingers and moved up to find her spot. He found the bundle of nerves and lightly stroked up over the nub causing her take in a sharp breath. He watched, hypnotized by her responses to the pleasure.
Nick wanted to rip off her panties and push her back to bury his face in the area he was touching. But he couldn’t stop watching her. Her skin was flushed; her eyes were closed; her hair cascaded down her back, and her swollen lips were slightly parted as her breaths rushed past them. Gorgeous.
He rotated his thumb over her clit watching and feeling her body tremble. She was close, and he was going to give her the first of many orgasms for the night. He added more pressure and circled faster.
She moved her hips, grinding herself harder against him. She was trembling and panting as he stroked her, matching the tempo of her movements. WhenNick felt her still, hee tugged and squeezed on her clit. Her body jerked in response, and a scream tore out of her when the first wave of pleasure hit.
The feel of her walls contracting against his hand and the rush of hot liquid that came flowing through her core had his cock throbbing painfully against the confines of his pants. He imagined himself buried inside of her as she pulsed around him andwithdrew his hands in an attempt to calm his raging hard-on. She had him on edge, and it was too early for him to be this close to losing it, having the evening come to an abrupt end.
By the time her breathing came slower, he had been able to regain some control over himself as well.
She looked down at him and whispered, “That was incredible.”
Damn right that was incredible, Nick thought. He smiled and brought his hands around her back to find the zipper to her gown. “And we are just getting started.”
She moved back out of his grasp and shook her head with a smile. “Uh uh, my turn.”
****
Becca stood trying to get her muscles to stop trembling. Did he just say they were only getting started? Her whole body already felt like Jell-O, and he hadn’t even gotten her underwear off yet. She wasn’t sure if she could take much more.
What she did know was that she needed to take off her freakin’ heels before she toppled over and fell flat on her face. His shoulders had been the only thing that had kept her upright during one hell of an orgasm. If the night ended now, she would be perfectly sated.
She was looking down at him when she felt his hands move around to her back and start to fumble with the zipper. She never asked him about how private the room was, and she didn’t want to be caught with her dress off. Plus, there was also that part of her that didn’t want to be that vulnerable and exposed to him. Becca knew how to keep his attention focused on something other than her dress. She moved back out of his grasp and smiled. It was her turn to make him tremble.
He went to say something that she assumed was some type of argument, but she kissed him to silence the words. Breaking the kiss, she brought her finger up to her lips giving a low, “sssshhhh”.
She moved back and stepped out of her right heel, then the left. She pushed them off to the side and walked into him where she was standing between his legs. Becca took a moment just to look at him. Everything about him was sexy and handsome.
The urge to take off his mask was almost overwhelming, and she raised her hands to his face. She stroked the pads of her fingers along his jaw enjoying the feel of his stubble scratching against her skin. Becca reached for his mask. What was hidden underneath? Reminding herself it was only one night, she stopped herself before pushing it out of the way.
Changing course, she ran her hands through his hair and down his neck. She continued on lower to the exposed skin of his chest and reached in to feel the contours of his muscles. The man was definitely solid, and she wondered how many hours a day he spent working out in a gym.
Becca moved her hands down to unbutton the rest of his shirt. When she got to the last button, he sat forward to let her pull it free. Having the shirt finally open, she ran her hands back up loving the feel of his hard body. When she got to his shoulders, she pushed the shirt and his jacket down to rest at his elbows.
Giving her best sultry look, she knelt down between his legs. She smiled at the sight of him sitting there with his chest exposed to her and his arms basically immobile from the shirt and jacket. Having him under her control had her heady with desire and feeling wanton. The anticipation and encouragement she saw in his eyes only fueled the fire pulsing through her veins.
She watched his expression as she ran her hands down, moving them over his sides and then around to his abs. God, he was beautiful. His skin was slightly colored from a fading tan, and he had a small line of hair that went past his navel, going out of sight beneath the waist of his pants.
Becca leaned in to kiss his stomach, and she could feel his muscles clench when her lips made contact. She kissed her way to the left, to the right and back again. She moved her tongue out and made circles along the washboard of his abs as her hands found their way to his nipples. She twirled and pinched them between her fingers causing his cock twitch in response.
She leaned back and unbuttoned his pants. Becca left an open-mouthed kiss on the skin that got exposed and slowly inched his zipper down. He was long and hard, and she could see a spot of moisture that soaked through his briefs. She ran her hands up his length and could hear him take in a breath. Knowing that her touch caused that reaction in him and seeing the evidence of his desire for her caused her own breathing and pulse to race.
Moving the band of his briefs to expose the tip of his cock, she lowered her head and ran her tongue along the slit to gather up the moisture that collected there. He hissed and pushed his hips up giving her the opportunity to circle the top with her tongue and gently graze the sensitive area with her teeth.
Becca pulled his briefs down as far as they would go and slowly ran her tongue up the underside of him. When she got to the top, she took him into her mouth and gently sucked while her tongue played in the slit. His body jerked as she nipped the tip, and he pulled himself back out of her mouth.
She looked up at him. There was lust and fire burning in his stare and a huskiness in his voice when he spoke. “You need to stop or this will come to an end faster than either of us would like.”
Becca reached out to his offered hands and pulled herself up smiling. She didn’t want it to come to an end yet. She was enjoying his body too much, and there was an ache between her legs that needed his attention.