My body hums with anticipation.
Every muscle.
Every inch of my skin vibrates and screams as our lips mark each other.
This is raw desire.
My body craves the touch of other fingers, the kisses of other lips… Ian kisses me against the elevator, and I don't mind when he sucks or nibbles on my lips, pulling moans of pleasure from me.
I didn't complain.
The elevator doors open, and it's the only way we part for a few seconds out of respect for others. However, he took my hand, and I had to walk quickly to keep up with him and avoid tripping. He's a man with a purpose. We reach the room, and he opens it quickly before pressing me against the door, kissing and caressing me possessively.
We stumbled into the suite, and I heard the door slam shut. In my head, there's only one thought.
I nee
