Dirty Addiction (Dirty 2)

I’m not sure if I can fuck her enough to get over her.

I keep kissing her as we walk. My hands do naughty things to her body. One hand grabs her ass, and the other pushes her shirt up, needing to feel her smooth skin. We are ridiculous. At least half a dozen people see us as we walk, but neither of us cares.

We continue to act like horny teenagers until we get to the elevators. I press the button, and the doors open automatically. I push Victoria inside and then stop a man who tries to walk onto the elevator with us.

“You don’t want to be on this elevator with us, trust me,” I say with a wink before the doors close.

I turn to Victoria, expecting her to be blushing from embarrassment but her eyes only deepen.

“Fuck me, Carter.”

I press the emergency stop button on the elevator. “I plan to.”

I walk toward her, taking my time, while she breathes in and out, in and out. She’s terrified—that’s what her breathing tells me—but she wants this anyway. She’s willing to take the chance. And I’m going to make it more than worth the risk she feels she’s taking.

I stop just as my body touches her. She’s leaning against the elevator wall for support, like she can’t even stand another second on her own.

“I won’t hurt you.”

She shakes her head. “You can’t keep that promise.”

“Sure I can.”

“No, because I haven’t even had you yet, and I already know that it’s going to hurt like hell to have to stop.”

“Then, we won’t stop.”

I grab her arms and push them high over her head as I kiss her against the wall, holding nothing back. She doesn’t either. Whatever fear she has disappears the second I kiss her again.

She clutches my jacket and pushes it off my shoulders. I shake it off to the floor. I grab her blouse and rip it open, watching as the buttons pull apart.

“You owe me a shirt.”

I laugh. “I think I owe you a lot more than that.”

I lower my mouth to her breasts, which are peeking out of her red-hot bra. I kiss over the soft mounds as she pulls at my shirt. She rips my shirt apart, making it known that she is going to fight back with everything she has.

I reach my hands under her damn skirt, find her panties, and tear them down. She grabs my belt, undoes it and my pants, and roughly pushes them down.

Her eyes devour my cock while she licks her lips in anticipation.

“Like what you see?”

Her eyes burn into mine. “I’ll like it better when you’re fucking me with it.”

I grin. “My pleasure.”

I grab her bra with my teeth and rip the thin piece of material in the middle of her breasts before I take her newly freed nipple into my mouth.

“Damn it, Carter,” she moans as I tease her nipple with my tongue. “That was my favorite bra.”

“It might just be my favorite, too,” I say before I take her other nipple into my mouth.

She arches her back. Her skin tastes salty from the sweat of being trapped in a tiny elevator with me.

I reach into the back of my pants and pull out a condom. I roll it onto my cock while I continue to tease her. The second I have the condom on, she jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist while she bites my neck.

I growl as she bites hard, paying me back for the pain I’ve caused her. I push her hard against the wall as my cock rests at her entrance.