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bra.
    “Wait,” she gasped. “Someone
might . . . ”
    He cupped one perfect mound of flesh and gently
stroked her hardened nipple with his thumb. “Gentle.”
    When no one joined them on the elevator, Melanie
released a soft sigh, and her eyelids fluttered closed.
    Gabe squeezed her other breast and pinched her
nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rubbing the straining tip
with an increasing pressure. “Rough.”
    “Oh!”
    As soon as the elevator doors closed again, he
leaned forward and drew his tongue over her pretty pink nipple.
“Gentle,” he said, blowing a slow breath over her puckered flesh
before drawing it into his mouth and sucking with tender care.
    Her fingers clung to his scalp. He still couldn’t
tell what she preferred; she seemed to enjoy both. He released her
breast with a soft sucking sound and turned his attention to the
other one. “Rough.” He nipped her reddened nipple and then sucked
it into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the hard tip. He
scraped her flesh with the edge of his teeth.
    “Gabe!”
    The elevator doors opened again. This time she
didn’t notice. Gabe smiled to himself. That ’ s
better .
    He drew away and waited for her to open her eyes
before he cupped her pussy through her jeans. When the heat coming
off it registered in his addled thoughts, his cock began to throb
in anticipation. He stared into her beautiful eyes as he slid his
fingers between her legs and pressed the heel of his hand against
her mound. He rubbed his palm against her, stimulating her clit
with just enough pressure to remind her that it was there.
    “Gentle?”
    The doors shut again, and the elevator carried them
closer to their destination.
    “Can I have both?” she asked breathlessly.
    He grinned and backed her into the wall. He grabbed
her ass and pressed his cock against her mound, grinding with hard,
rigorous thrusts of his hips. “Or rough?”
    She clung to him, rubbing her heat against his
throbbing cock. If she’d been wearing a skirt, he would have surged
into her body right then. He could almost feel her slick heat
engulfing him, imagine her gripping him as she clenched with
release. Almost.
    “Oh God, Gabe, fuck me,” she groaned.
    His balls tightened with excitement. Drunk with
desire, he rubbed his open mouth over her throat. “Did you decide
what you want, Melanie?”
    “Yes. You. I want you.”
    He gave the black lens of the surveillance camera a
long hard stare and then bit his lower lip considering what it
would mean for her if he went with his instincts and gave her what
she wanted right there. Tempting as she was, she deserved better.
He could wait. A couple minutes. Max. His gaze shifted to her eyes.
“I like a woman who knows what she wants.”
    He stepped away and noted they still had five floor
stops before they reached the very top, which promised him heaven.
Melanie gawked at him for a moment and then struggled to cover her
exquisite breasts before the elevator doors opened again. He
nonchalantly pressed the button labeled “close doors” trying to
hide his eagerness, trying to pretend he was in control and had
maintained his cool.
    Yes, he liked a woman who knew what she wanted. He
also liked to leave a woman flustered and disoriented, craving his
body the way an addict craves her next hit. He stole a glance at
Melanie noting she was flushed, disheveled, and glowing with a
delicate sheen of perspiration. Gabe ducked his head to hide a
self-satisfied grin and focused his attention on his fingernails to
curtail his urge to gloat. Yeah, mission accomplished.

Chapter 6
    Melanie stole a glance at Gabe, who was leaning
against the wall of the elevator car, inspecting his fingernails.
She’d been ready to yank off her pants right there in the elevator
so he could pound her with that big, hard cock he’d rubbed so
vigorously against her mound. She hadn’t even cared that the
elevator doors kept opening. Thinking they might get caught had
excited her even more.