Page 87 of Bad Teammate
Katerina
What a night,I thought as we shot up the elevator to the twenty-seventh floor.
Derek was the most handsome man I’d ever set my eyes on. I’d meant it when I said I couldn’t resist him. Prowling after him, I cornered him against the wall of the elevator and pressed my body against his. Standing on my tiptoes, I reached for a kiss.Mm,his kisses were so manly and confident and perfect.
Gently, he broke off our kiss and laughed. “You know how I said we suck at being discreet?” He tapped on the glass walls of the elevator, pointing at the group of people seated in the lobby bar down below. “Because we’re doing it again.”
“I don’t care who sees us,” I said, reaching below his waist with my fingertips.
“Damn,” he grumbled, his member thickening in the crotch of his pants.
The elevator doors opened on my floor. Derek reached for my hand and led me down the hall to my room. I swiped my keycard and pushed the door open. I stepped in, but Derek stayed in the hallway.
I motioned him in. “Come on, get in here!”
Uncertain, he bit his lip. “Katerina—I’m not sure.”
Am I getting dumped again?
“What now?”
He shook his head. “It’s nothing bad. I just don’t want you to feel like you have to do anything with me tonight. I’m totally fine with waiting if that’s what you want.”
I let out a breath of relief.Whew.
More certain than ever, I waved him in again. “Come. I want you.”
Derek stepped in and I bounded into his arms, wrapping my legs tight around his torso. For once, we didn’t have to worry about getting seen or heard or caught—we could trulybetogether—and our fiery lips melted together as he carried me to the bed.
He gently set me on my back and climbed between my legs, the plush mattress yielding beneath our weight. He stroked my hair, staring into my eyes as if he wanted this moment to last forever.
My tummy tightened with excitement,knowingthat this was it, this wasfinallythe moment I’d been waiting for. His kisses were so nice, but a growing impatience bubbled in my belly—I wanted himnow!I’d waited so very long for this moment, the thought of waiting a single second longer was pure torture.
“God, Katerina,” he said, his eyes crinkling with a smile. “You’re so beautiful.”
“Kiss me,” I pleaded.
Derek didn’t need to be told twice; he sensed my urgency. He kissed me hungrily, conquering my mouth, pausing just long enough to let my shirt pass between us as he tore it over my head. Flinging my shirt aside, he made quick work of my bra. He squeezed and jiggled my breasts, growling with satisfaction as they bounced in his hands. His hands moved south, popping the waist button on my jeans. I lifted my butt off the mattress and let him peel the denim off my hips and down my legs.
He sat on his heels and admired me. His eyes ran up and down every inch of my body. “You’re so goddamn sexy,” he said, a lustful scratchiness in his voice.
Stripped down to my panties, I writhed before him. “You took off all my clothes, but look at you!” I teased. “Still dressed. Like you’re ready to run out the door at any moment.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” His burly arms flexed and strained as he pulled his shirt overhead.
Yow.The sight of his chiseled torso put a knot in my throat. I couldn’twaitto feel that mass of muscle on top of me …
He grabbed me by the foot and laid a delicate kiss on my ankle. Taking his time, he traveled up my inner leg, one inch and one kiss at a time—up my calf, past my knee, up the soft flesh of my thigh. By the time he neared my mound, I was clenching with desire, my pussy sweltering with heat.
“Yes,” I moaned.
Derek snagged my thong between his front teeth and began to pull. The intimates bunched into a tight little ball as they traveled down my legs. Soon, he tossed my underwear over his shoulder, too—and I was lying naked before him.
“Derek,” I said with a sigh.
He touched his big hand to my folds. Jolts of pleasure shot through me, my limbs trembling. He’d worked me into such a frenzy—I needed him so bad.
“Wow,” he whispered. “You’re soaking wet, baby. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
