Page 48 of Cocky Counsel

Twenty Three

Ethan

It was a nice night as I walked Eva home. I was rather surprised that she had agreed to it when I offered, but then again, the entire day was turning out to be filled with surprises, including the last-minute offer to go to dinner with Graham and Soraya. I knew that Eva was uncomfortable going, I could see it on her face and in the way she chewed on her fingernail when she thought no one was watching. I had spent the first twenty minutes trying to think of ways that I could apologize and make it up to her after we left, but after Graham and I returned to the table, something was different with her and I wondered what Soraya had said to her.

“It’s a beautiful night,” she said softly, breaking the silence between us as we approached her apartment building.

“Not as beautiful as you,” I replied with a smile. I watched the lift of her eyebrow as she tilted her head and called me on the bullshit line I had just thrown at her. It wasn’t my fault, I was distracted by thoughts of the day, and I actually meant it. I just didn’t mean for it to sound as cheesy as it came out.

“Does that line ever work for you?” she teased, turning to open the door to her building.

“It wasn’t a line—although I do admit that it sounded corny as fuck. But I meant it, you are very beautiful, Eva.”

She smiled up at me as she stood to the side and held the door open. We hadn’t talked about much, and I wasn’t sure where her head was with everything that had happened today.

“Do you want to come up for a drink?” she asked, a tiny hint of uncertainty in her voice.

I paused for a moment, trying to think it through before impulsively running up to her apartment with her. That’s what my dick wanted me to do, but surely there was still a small portion of my brain that worked around her. Wasn’t there?

“You don’t have to,” she rushed. “I know it’s late and you’ve had a long day.”

“It’s not that Eva, I just don’t want to overstep.”

She pulled her lips into a thin line and nodded as she looked away.

“It’s okay, really. I get it.” She stepped to the side, barely holding the door open with her fingers as I stood outside. “Thank you for walking me home. I’ll see you in the office tomorrow.”

She turned and started walking to the elevator. Before I could think it through, I pushed the door open and rushed in after her. I grabbed her gently by the arm and spun her around, bracing her against me as I leaned down and kissed her. Her hands moved up around my neck, her fingers running through my hair.

The kiss was intense as our tongues collided, and our hands desperately roamed across each other’s bodies. I reached down and grabbed her ass, feeling her mouth turn upward into a smile as I kissed her.

“Get a room,” a muffled voice mumbled as they walked past us. We pulled apart and let go of each other as Eva quickly wiped her lips and ran a hand through her hair. I heard the door close as the grumpy old lady hobbled outside with her cane.

“Sorry about that,” I chuckled.

“Maybe we should go to my apartment before my neighbors complain, and you get me kicked out of here,” she teased, leading me to the elevator that had just opened as a young couple got off and made their way outside.

Once the elevator doors were closed and we were alone, I could feel the electricity building between us again. I couldn’t get enough of this woman, even if I tried. I looked at her the same time that she looked at me. When our eyes met, there was this insane pull that forced us back to where we left off. I wrapped my arms around her waist as I pushed her against the wall of the elevator and kissed her neck.

“What floor is your apartment on again?” I growled, desperate to do all of the things I had been daydreaming about today when I should have been working. I had only been here once before, but at that time I was thinking with my head and not my dick. Any brain power I had was currently focused on how to fuck her in the elevator without anyone catching us.

“Seventeen,” she panted as my hands caressed her breasts and my dick pressed into her thigh through my dress slacks.

“There’s a lot I can do in seventeen floors,” I promised.

“Okay,” she moaned when my hand slid down and cupped her. “But…”

“But what, baby? Tell me what you want.” My breathing was heavy as I waited for her to tell me what she wanted. What she needed. I would give it to her and enjoy every second of it if it brought her pleasure.

“The button,” she groaned as my fingers moved inside of her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll work that button for you,” I growled heavier this time. Her fingers dug into my shirt as she rotated her hips against my hand.

“No,” she panted, “You have to press the button. On the elevator.”

I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. Her eyes were dark and hooded, a sexy smile on her face.

“Fuck,” I sighed and reached behind me to press the button to her floor. “Don’t worry, I’m still gonna press that other button when we get to your apartment.”

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