Copping To It (10 page)

“You have to help me out here, Holly, but I
haven’t been with an escort before, so I’m not sure what the
protocol is.” She could feel his breath on her face as he spoke to
her in a low voice.

“Protocol?” she echoed breathlessly, being
only too aware of his body virtually touching hers. She was pressed
against the wall with nowhere to go.

“Yes. I don’t know, but … do you kiss?” His
eyes were focused on her lips now. Had they been lasers, she would
have been burned to a crisp within seconds.

“Y-yes,” she stammered helplessly.

His hand came up to cup her jaw, lazily
stroking her with his thumb. His touch was electrifying.
Instinctively her tongue snaked out to moisten her lips and if he’d
waited for a sign from her, this was it. Daniel lightly touched his
lips to hers, and a faint sigh escaped her mouth. And then with one
sweep he captured her mouth fully, demanding her surrender.

His lips tugged on hers, suckling on her
lower lip and pulling it into his mouth where he swept over it with
his moist tongue. He nibbled gently on her until she parted her
lips, inviting his searching tongue inside her, expecting him.

Her hand went to the nape of his neck to
pull him closer, when he couldn’t get any closer than he already
was. His body crushed hers against the wall of the elevator, barely
leaving her space to breathe. But she didn’t care. Who needed
oxygen when she could inhale his scent instead?

Daniel tasted like a fresh shower in the
middle of a rain forest, woodsy, vibrant, yet so dark, with layers
of hidden treasures piled one on top of the other. And with every
twirl of his tongue he released yet another flavor, making her
eager to capture his tongue with hers and imprison him within
her.

Daniel couldn’t believe what he was doing.
He was kissing an escort, a prostitute. He’d probably lost his mind
– and he knew exactly when it had happened. When she had
accidentally dropped the condom, he’d realized that what he’d paid
for wasn’t just to have a pretend girlfriend at the reception.
She’d evidently been told by her agency to expect sex.

Who was he to disappoint her? The way her
mouth tasted made him feel intoxicated. He deepened his kiss,
plundering her mouth and playing with her responsive tongue. Every
time she moaned, he felt the sound reverberate through his chest
and fill him with eager anticipation of what was to come.

Holly had a way of turning him on no other
woman had ever managed to. He was a sexual guy, alright, but he
generally needed more than two seconds of kissing to get fully
aroused. She’d managed to arouse him with just that look she’d
given him before he’d sunk his lips onto hers.

She definitely knew what she was doing.
After all, she was a professional. This was her job, to arouse men
and please them. He could think of hundreds of ways how she could
please him, but none of those ways would have been prudent in a
hotel elevator.

As soon as the doors opened, he pulled her
out of the elevator with him. He looked at her face and saw that
her cheeks were red, and her lips were plumper than before. He’d
get back to those lips in a few seconds. But first he had to get
them into his room, away from prying eyes.

It seemed too long until they reached his
room. Neither of them spoke, as if there was nothing to be said.
Nothing that could be said in a public area anyway.

As soon as he’d let the door slam behind
them, Daniel pulled her back into his arms and continued where he’d
left off in the elevator. Those luscious lips needed more
attention, and he was all too willing to give it to them. He put
his thoughts about the fact that she was an escort aside. Right
now, he didn’t care. She was a woman who excited him more than any
woman had ever excited him, and he was only just kissing her.

He hadn’t even touched her naked skin yet.
He hadn’t even kissed her breasts yet. And already he was as hard
as an iron rod and yearning for release. If a woman could do that
to him, he didn’t care whether she was an escort or not. To hell
with conventions.

He took her wrists, fully encircling them
with his hands and pulled them up to each side of her head,
pressing them against the wall behind her. This woman brought out
his most primal instincts in him. Her body flush against the wall
behind her, she looked vulnerable, yet her eyes were hungry, filled
with desire.

Daniel ground his hips against her, making
her aware of his need. Her response was a stifled moan, as if she
didn’t want to admit that she could feel him pressed against her
through the thin fabric of her dress.

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