The penthouse door had barely closed behind them when Alexander backed Elena against it. His mouth claimed hers in a deep, hungry kiss while his hands dragged the black dress up over her hips. The fabric pooled at her waist. Cool air kissed her bare, still-slick folds.
“Bedroom. Now.”
He didn’t wait for her to walk. He lifted her, carried her straight to the bed, and set her down on the edge. The city lights glittered through the glass walls behind him as he stripped with efficient, controlled movements—jacket, shirt, belt, trousers—until he stood naked and already hard in front of her.
“Lie back. Legs open. Hands above your head.”
Elena obeyed. The moment her wrists crossed above her on the pillow he was on her, pinning them there with one large hand while the other guided his c**k to
