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“Don’t worry about it,” I say.
“What if they see us?” she asks. She’s talking about the security camera in the corner of the ceiling that’s staring down at us with an evil red eye.
“Don’t worry,” I repeat. With a held breath and a final number, the lock flashes green and the door clicks open.
“I’m not even going to ask how you know how to get in here,” Liz says. She sounds stressed, which sucks because that is not the vibe I’m going for. So before I open the door, I turn on her.
Her back is to the wall and, in the quiet of the stairwell, I can just barely hear her breath hitch. Maybe she’s realizing just how close we are; I know I am. We’re an inch apart, the slightest movement and we’d be pressed together. She really is quite small beside me, physically delicate for all her emotional strength. My heart thumps loudly.
“I get the feeling,” I say, letting the words come slow and deep, “that you’re not one for breaking the rules.”
“Rules separate us from the animals,” she responds.
“Where’s that girl who was about to get dragged out by security earlier?” I tease.
“She was working. That was part of the job.”
“So you don’t let yourself get a little wild in your free time?” I ask. The implication weighs heavily on my tone, and when Liz doesn’t — or can’t — respond, I reach a hand out, brush the tendrils of dark hair that had come loose in our climb back behind her ear.
I cup her chin and lean closer until my lips are practically pressed to her ear. “I’ll let you in on a secret, Liz,” I breathe. “I like being an animal.”
Her face tilts toward mine. I could do anything to her in this moment, and I know she’d do a hell of a lot more to me. That’s why it takes every ounce of my strength to withdraw, to cock a smile, and to push the door beside us fully open.
The service door opens onto the edge of the Sandor’s roof. A sea of sparkling light both surrounds us and climbs around us like vines of shimmering light. In the background the darkness of Lake Michigan isolates it all, making Chicago feel like an ethereal garden we’ve suddenly found refuge in. Like all of this was made just for us.
Liz takes two steps onto the roof, eyes wide and flecked with gold.
“Rhett…” she gets out.
I close the distance between us and kiss her.
Liz’s body instantly coats mine, like she’s layered on. Three weeks of tension, building since the moment we met, evaporates in an instant as my tongue works its way inside her mouth, my hands trying futilely to pull her closer against me. And everything tastes like sweet coffee with a bite of liquor, deliciously edged like Liz herself, the flavors of her twisting into my own desire until the two are blended as one. A moment that tastes as good as it feels and feels as good as I ever imagined it could be.
I come up for air because another moment and I’d be so deeply submerged I might never surface.
“God, Liz,” I say. “I’ve wanted to do this from the moment I laid eyes on you.”
Her smile is fast and falls to serious intent before it has a moment to linger. “Me too,” she says simply.
I can’t hold myself back any longer. My mouth finds hers once more but this time I’m pulling her, guiding her, bringing her against the now closed service door and pinning her to it.
She moans into my mouth and her hand reaches to my dick where it strains in my suit pants. The pressure of her grip almost brings me to my knees, but before I can do anything she beats me to the punch, dropping to the ground on her knees.
Liz whips my fly down as I loosen my belt and in a moment my length springs forth like a battering ram. It’s hot and heavy, pulsing as Liz glances up at me and I read her expression instantly: challenge accepted.
My forearm rests against the door, my forehead against it as it’s all I can do to stay on my feet as Liz takes me in her mouth and begins to blow my brains out like a Mafia hitman.
“Fuck,” I groan as her mouth and hands work me. I’ve had a lot of women in and out of my bed, but just like waking up beside her in that shack this morning, I’ve never felt anything close to this. My heart is pounding in my brain, every muscle tensed in pleasure, and it almost becomes painful to hold out any longer before ecstasy truly hits and euphoria washes over me in a tsunami.
I’m too weak to stand any longer and fall onto my ass next to Liz.
Which is the perfect position for what I’m about to do next. I push her against the door, kissing her deeply while I pull her dress up over her knees and thrust my fingers beneath. They’re rewarded quickly by her heat and even though I hadn’t planned on this, even though a rooftop is not the most comfortable (or cleanest) place to go down on someone, these things couldn’t be further from my mind.
Liz is panting already in anticipation and I can just taste her on my lips when—
BBBRRRRRR BBBRRRRRR BBBRRRRRR
Liz and I freeze in our compromising position.
