Page 105 of Hate You Up Close

The second her soft lips touch mine, I groan loudly, not caring about our public display of affection. She parts her lips, and our tongues seek their mate at the same time. We lick into each other’s mouths, our tongues rubbing and brushing in a desperate dance.

I love the way she tastes. I love the way she smells. I love the way she looks at me. I love how she makes life feel like it’s worth living. I love—

“Elliot,” she moans, pulling me from my thoughts.

Her eyes glaze over with lust as she bites down on my bottom lip and tugs it between her teeth. My dick jerks as she sucks on my lip before releasing it.

“Yeah?” I pant, brushing my nose against hers.

Instead of responding with words, she uses her actions to tell me exactly what she wants.

She reaches under the table and cups my aching erection. My eyes roll back as she pumps me over my slacks in a slow but firm caress. She finds my tip, swiping her thumbacross the head and rubbing little circles against my sensitive cock until a drop of pre-cum oozes from my slit.

“Fuckkk,” I grumble, dropping my head to her shoulder before latching onto her neck and sucking on the delicate skin.

“Elliot,” she moans. “I need you,” she adds breathlessly, elongating her neck and tangling her hands in my hair.

I need you.

Those three simple words break the last of my restraint.

Me too, baby. I’ve needed you all damn day.

I have no fucking idea how much our bill is going to be, and I don’t have time to wait. So I reach into my jacket, fish out my wallet, and pull five one-hundred-dollar bills from the pouch. I’m sure the dinner was only a couple hundred, probably even less than that, but I need her more than my next breath. I’m sure our server will appreciate the extra cash.

I slap the full five hundred down on the table and lace my fingers through hers before swiftly exiting the booth.

Tonight, Roxanne Taylor ismine.

TWENTY-ONE

Elliot

Thank God I decided to drive to the restaurant instead of requesting an Uber because nothing would have stopped me from fucking Roxanne in the back of a cab. I hardly had the willpower to drive us back to the hotel without stripping that sexy, red dress from her body.

We barely make it out of the elevator and onto the twelfth floor before I’m pinning Roxanne against the wall and sealing my lips to hers. She whimpers as I suck on her tongue and sink my teeth into her bottom lip. She tangles her fingers in my hair, kissing me feverishly before pulling my head back.

Her brows furrow as she purses her swollen lips together, her gaze searching around the empty hallway.

“Wait…” she pants, trying to catch her breath. “So, we’re staying in the same hotel but just on a different floor?” She continues looking up and down the hall with confusion etched across her face.

“Exactly,” I reply before nibbling on her bottom lip. “I used mygolden boycharm to get us a new room.”

“Why?” she breathes heavily while rolling her hips against my straining erection. “What was wrong with our previous room?”

“I need a bigger bed for what I plan on doing to you tonight, Roxanne,” I growl, grabbing her waist and rubbing my hard cock against her belly. “That’s why.”

“Shit,” she exhales, her eyes rolling back as her head thumps against the wall.

I seal my lips to hers, never breaking the kiss as I pick her up. Her legs wrap around my waist and her arms lock around my neck as she tilts her head, giving my tongue deeper access. We kiss like it’s the first time as I carry her to our room. I frantically reach inside my jacket, fishing for the room key and groaning into her mouth when I find it. I hold the key up to the card reader and push inside as soon as I hear the click.

I have no idea what our new room looks like. I couldn't care less about the view or what five-star amenities it has. And with the way Roxanne is devouring my lips, neither does she. Right now, all we’re capable of is focusing on each other.

Before we make it to the bed, I place Roxanne on top of a dresser sitting in the entranceway and cradle her face between my palms. I step closer, crowding in on her until my dick is pressed between her parted legs, throbbing for release.

She moans as I release her lips and trail soft kisses from her cheek down to her neck. While I’m sucking and nibbling on her creamy skin, she hurriedly reaches for the arms of my suit jacket and begins to yank it down.

“Such a greedy girl,” I hum against her neck before licking a stripe up to her ear. I tug her earlobe in between my teeth, eliciting a sexy moan from her.