“You,” he breathed into her ear. “I have done everything in my power to keep myself in check around you.”
“And what a fine façade you put up,” she answered.
Asher nibbled on her ear. “If we weren’t going only seven floors, we’d have to stop this elevator.” He realized his hands were in the perfect spot, and slid them up just a little to wrap his hands around her firm, pert breasts. He plumped them lightly, and Sarah let out a breath.
“Your hands feel wonderful.”
“I can assure you that your breasts feel just as good.”
He brought his hands back down off of her just as the car slid to a stop. He might threaten to rip her clothes off and take her in the elevator, but he wasn’t really that much of a bastard. She was too much perfection for him to really consider it.
The first time, anyway.
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