you. Right now. Right here.” He chuckled and shook his head, more than a little relieved when he finally convinced his zipper to close. “But I also need to keep my job.” He smirked. “Assuming my full-frontal display just now didn’t already jeopardize it.”
Turning back to the panel, he unlocked the elevator and pushed the button to resume their ascent. “If no one else gets on the elevator, stay back there until we get to your floor. And no matter what, do not turn and look at the camera. Just walk straight out of here.”
“What if someone else gets on before our floor?” Her voice sounded small and uncertain. It was all he could do to stay facing forward.
“Then we try to blend with the crowd and get off wherever they do. If we have to, we can use the stairs the rest of the way.”
Drew dared not look back at Maggie until they were a safe distance down the hall. “Give me your key.” He put out his hand and finally looked at her.
Then he almost swallowed his tongue.
Sometime during their ride, or maybe as they walked down the hall, Maggie had done something with the top of her dress. It was gone. In its place was the sparkling scarf she’d worn around her neck. She’d fashioned it into some kind of strapless halter-looking thing tied between her breasts.
“You’re killing me, you know.” His gaze took in every inch of the sheer top, its metallic threads playing peekaboo with her nipples.
“You don’t like it?” She grinned and did a slow turn.
The back was virtually nonexistent, so sheer was the scarf. As she turned back to face him, he realized she could most likely wear the thing in public, given the way the sheer fabric bunched in strategic places. And the bow helped hide the crucial areas from the casual observer.
Of course, he was no casual observer and saw it only as a giant bow wrapping up a delectable present he was itching to unwrap.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind them, he threw the bolt home and pulled her into his arms. The passionate kiss that followed precluded conversation.
Finally he broke the kiss and looked down at her. “What happened to the top of your dress?”
“It’s still here. I tucked it into the skirt.”
“Very clever.” Grinding his erection against her, he said on a growl, “Lose it.”
She didn’t have to be told twice. After waiting a lifetime to be this wild, this free, she wasn’t going to waste a second of it.
Hooking her fingers in the sides of the silk, she shimmied it over her hips and let it fall to pool at her feet, allowing Drew time to admire the view she made in nothing but her scarf and purple thong panties with her high-heeled blue sandals. If the expression on his face—and the bulge in the front of his trousers—was any indication, he admired it very much.
Her nipples puckered beneath his scrutiny, rasping against the metallic threads running through the softer silk. Dampness in her thong made her want to squirm.
He stepped forward and hooked his fingers beneath the string on each side of her panties, pulling her close while he kissed her.
Deepening the kiss, he hauled her up by the string, the action pulling the thong high into her flesh.
To her surprise, it was not unpleasant.
The kiss continued, teeth clicking as he walked, holding her off her feet high against his chest. Somewhere along the way, her shoes fell off with a soft thud on the bamboo floor.
The cool edge of her coconut-shell bed touched the back of her calves a second before she felt the softness of her sheets against her bottom.
Breaking the kiss, Drew rose to tower over her. He glanced down and licked his lips and then spread her legs as far as they would go, his gaze riveted to the damp flesh exposed by the miniscule panties.
He reached down to push the thong to one side, running the tip of his finger over her weeping folds. “So pretty,” he whispered.
Should she say thank you? What exactly was the protocol in a situation like this? For that matter, how many drinks had she sucked down tonight? She squinted her good eye and found that Drew looked more than a little fuzzy around the edges. Also, her lips were numb.
Her mind cleared some of its fog and shifted back to her partner when he slipped one finger into her and wiggled it before slowly gliding it in and out.
Her hips arched off the bed. Just when she thought she might scream her frustration, he withdrew, causing her to whimper at the loss.
His hand stopped her from removing the thong.
She wasn’t sure she totally trusted his smile, but she was more than eager to see what he had in mind.
She didn’t have to wait long.
He pushed the thong to the other side and dragged his tongue along the edge of her labia, taking little forays beneath the sodden silk. When she groaned, he shifted his attention to the other side, so close yet so far from the spot that wept for him.
She moaned, lolling back on the bed, enjoying the sensations racing through her blood, along with the generous amount of alcohol she’d consumed.
Time blurred, along with her vision.
When his mouth left her, it was like waking from a delicious dream.
Straightening her panties, he placed a hot kiss on her silk-covered mound and then pushed his way up onto the bed with her.
When did he take off his clothes?
He petted her through the scarf and then took a silk-covered nipple into his mouth and suckled, the action causing renewed dampness to surge between her legs.
Was it possible to have an orgasm just from someone sucking your breasts? Then there was the way he had of swirling his tongue around the aureole, causing the wet silk to take on a life of its own, pulling at her, shooting arrows of arousal to her core.
She fumbled with the knot the scarf bow had become.
“Shhh. Wait.” His hot hand covered her cool, trembling ones. “Let me. I’ll be right back.”
He stood, his erection boldly announcing his carnal intention…thank goodness!
Reclined across the bed, her legs spread in wantonness, eyes closed, Maggie enjoyed the feel of the breeze from the air-conditioning across the damp silk.
In a flash, he was back, murmuring against her flushed skin as he kissed his way from her feet upward.
Woohoo! It felt good. Why was it so difficult to open her eyes? No matter. She didn’t need to see to feel the wondrous things Drew was doing to her.
And she just knew it was going to do nothing but get better.
She smiled what she hoped was a sexy smile when she felt the sodden silk being untied and tugged from her body. Naked. She wanted to be naked.
“Don’t
