Page 50 of Inferno

And there she is.

Blue eyes. Chocolate milkshake. Bikini top barely holding it together.

“I was just coming to find you, heartbreaker.”

She bites her lip, eyes sliding down my chest.

I catch the door before it closes again.

“Are you coming…”

She licks her lips.

“Shut up.”

That wicked little grin plays across her face and I blink. Did she just tell me to shut up?

This menace. Hot as hell.

Before I can speak, her hand wraps around my throat and she slams me back against the elevator mirror.

And then she kisses me.

No. She claims me.

Fucking fire.

I thread my fingers into her hair, fisting the silky strands, holding her exactly where I want her.

“If you’re gonna choke me, sweetheart, I like it rough. Let those pretty nails dig in. Take what you want.”

My hand wraps around her neck, squeezing, just as she tightens hers around mine.

“You got it, heartbreaker. Such a good girl for me, aren’t you? Are you going to let me take every damn thing I want from you tonight?”

Her hips roll and she sucks in a breath.

“Hmm. Just like that, baby.”

I spin her so her back hits the wall, hiking her leg up and pressing my cock hard against her center. My finger slams the close button and I punch in the penthouse code.

My mouth never leaves hers.

Lifting her effortlessly, her pussy grinds against my shorts.

“Fuck, heartbreaker. Keep doing that and I’ll come in my goddamn pants.”

She’s moaning into my mouth and it’s everything.

Her head tilts back as I lick up her neck and down her collarbone, tasting her.

I squeeze her breast through the bikini top and she moans so fucking loud.

The elevator dings and I grin against her lips.

I carry her through the suite, crashing her back against the first wall I find, devouring her lips again.

Her legs tighten around me. Every sound she makes is a dagger to my resolve.

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