“No, ma’am,” I say. “Press the button outside of the elevator with the down arrow on it. Once insidethatelevator, press the button with the large letterLon it.”
“Oh. Okay, missy. Thank yo—”
“Alrighty,” Aleck’s impatient tone dominates the small space. “Out you go.”
As the woman steps out of the elevator, I try so hard to suppress my laughter that tears form in the corners of my eyes.
Before the door slides completely shut, Aleck yanks my arm, pulling me into his chest. I yelp from the abrupt movement, then laugh. He walks forward until he’s backed me against the elevator wall, and my laughter falls away as Aleck’s glare shoots a bullet straight through it.
“Was that funny, pretty girl? You won’t be laughing when I stuff my giant cock into your tight, wet pussy, will you?” He breathes heavy, his warm breath fanning across my lips. “No, you won’t. You’ll be screaming, begging me for more.”
Holy shit.Aleck Fox is a dirty talker. Of course he is.
Aleck’s mouth crashes down on mine and before I know what’s happening, his tongue is at my lips, begging to be let in.
So I let him in. I let him in with a proverbial ear-to-ear grin and a plate full of cookies.
He presses his body into mine, grinding me into the elevator wall. This kiss transcends the initial cautious stages of any typical first kiss. This kiss starts with teeth, and angst, and grabbing hands. We both gasp into each other’s mouths, trying not to suffocate. Crisp pine, burning wood, whiskey, andmanfill the air as his scent and pheromones make my panties notably wetter.
“I still hate you,” I breathe into his mouth.
“Feeling’s mutual, Grimm.”
I click my tongue against my teeth,tskingdisapprovingly as he moves his open mouth to my neck.
“It’sWinternow. Grimm is dead.”
Aleck smiles against the skin just under my ear. “Feeling’s mutual,Winter.”
Aleck crashes his lips down on mine again, swiping his tongue across my bottom lip, growling when my hands slide up his chest and curl around his neck. He lifts one of my legs and wraps it around his waist before thrusting his hips forward, making me moan into our kiss.
With a grunt, he does it again and again, fucking me through our clothes.
The elevator dings, informing us we’ve reached our floor.Finally.
Aleck’s groping hands slide down my back to my ass. He squeezes through the silk of my dress, then picks me up, wrapping my other leg around his waist. When the door slides open, he charges through it without taking his mouth off mine.
Is this happening? This is happening. Oh my god, this is happening.
Aleck holds me up with one arm, reaching into his back pocket with the other to retrieve his wallet. He skillfully unearths his keycard—how? I have no clue—then the door beeps and unlocks. He pushes it open, drops his wallet to the floor, then kicks the door shut, never taking his tongue from my mouth.
Walking into our dark suite, he strides deeper into the kitchen and sets me down on the cold marble surface of the island. Gripping both of my knees, he spreads my legs, then steps between them.
This is about to happen in the kitchen. In the kitchen where he had two women not three nights ago…
“Wait,wait…” I push at his chest. He separates his mouth from mine. My kiss swollen lips and cheeks sting from the assault of his stubble on my face. “You hadtwowomen here already. I’d be stupid to—”
“Get out of your head, Winter.” He straightens his spine, pouring his eyes into mine. “I was piss-drunk and angry at my brother. I don’t normally do things like that. I’m no choirboy, but I’m not Hugh Hefner either.” He swipes his fingers through his tousled hair. “Weare notthem. This is different.”
We.
I grab his shirt and pull him back onto my body. His smiling mouth covers mine again.
“How many times have you imagined my cock buried deep inside of you, Winter?” His tone hard and grave.
“Every time I look at you, Aleck.”
His hands tighten around my waist, his fingers digging into my skin roughly as a response. I’m about to have sex with Aleck Fox. I’m about to let Aleck Fox massage my nethers with his tongue.