*Bianca*
The metal elevator walls hit my back, the cold seeping through the thin fabric of my dress and I don’t resist at all, panting as I arch my neck for his lips. He’s sucking a deep red hickey right over my pulse-point and I dig my hands into his back, clinging to his suit jacket.
I wrap my legs around his waist, letting him support me as he pins me and we are lost in a frenzy of passion and lust, unable to keep our hands off one another. The elevator dings, the doors open up and I glimpse the floor to the ceiling windows our the penthouse - the city lights glowing through.
“Leo,” I gasp, cupping his cheek in my hand to get his attention before we’re sent back downstairs. The strap of my dress is already off, and we’re both too indecent to be seen like this.
