Falling: A Sexy Alpha Romance Collection

I stand behind her while we wait, and run my hand over her stomach. She’s wearing a short red dress that hits her midthigh and dips low in the front, revealing enough cleavage to drive any man wild. This dress isn’t going to cover her body for much longer.

The hotel isn’t busy today, so we’re the only ones waiting for the elevator. It takes its time, so I bend to her ear. “I want those panties off before we hit my floor.”

She inhales sharply.

The elevator doors open

and she steps inside. No one gets in with us, and I guide her to the back corner after I hit the button for the doors to close.

Once they shut, I growl, “Panties. In my hands.”

Her eyes flare with lust, and she scrambles to do what I’ve said. I take them and inhale her scent before shoving them in my jeans pocket.

Need slams through me, straight to my already hard dick. Unable to control myself, I push her up against the back wall and grind myself against her while running a hand up her leg and under that sexy-as-fuck dress. When I hit her pussy, I glide a finger through her wetness.

“Fuck,” I hiss and move my hands to her ass so I can lift her.

Her legs and arms wrap around me, and she clings while I kiss her. My mouth has a mind of its own and it’s pushing for something I’m not sure I even understand.

I lose myself in the kiss. It’s not until she ends it and stares at me breathless, eyes wild, chest pumping hard, that I realise I got a little rough and hard there. Fuck, even my hands in her hair are gripping her a little too hard.

“You okay?” I’m trying to catch my breath, too.

She nods. “You?”

“Yeah.” I stare at her. “This is going to be rough. Fast.”

“I know.” She practically pants her answer.

I grind against her again and dip my mouth to her neck as I move one of my hands to her breasts. I suck her neck and groan when her hand lands on my dick. Her movements are as desperate as I feel when she pops the button on my jeans and slides the zip down. I squeeze my eyes shut when she wraps her hand around me.

The elevator dings and Callie’s gaze shifts to check what floor we’re on. “We’re here,” she says.

Thank fuck.

I let her go and move out of the way so she can exit first. I follow and place my hand on her ass as I guide her to my room.

I unlock the door, push it open and let her in.

Finally.

As the door closes behind me, I reach for her hand and pull her back. I can’t wait for the bed. I need her now.

She turns to face me. My hands land on her hips before gripping her dress and yanking it over her head. With speed I never knew I possessed, I then move my hands to her back and flick her bra open so I can remove it.

Her gaze meets mine, smiling the sexiest smile I’ve ever laid eyes on. “The man’s got skills.”

My shirt hits the floor a moment later, as do my jeans and boxers. Taking hold of my cock, I pump it a few times. My eyes are firmly on her pussy.

“Touch yourself,” I order. Fuck, I can’t count the number of times I’ve jacked off to this image over the last eight months.

I watch as she runs her finger between her wet lips. My breaths are coming so fucking hard and fast as if I’m struggling for air. When I drag my gaze up to her eyes, I’m almost knocked on my ass at what I see there.

Lust and need and love.

So much love.

“Fuck,” I rasp. “We’ve wasted so much time.”