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“I haven’t had champagne in years,” she admits. “I’m going to enjoy it while I can.”
“Not even on New Year’s Eve?”
She shakes her head. “Nope. I always have to work on holidays, so I don’t really have time to drink.”
“Dancing on holidays? I knew you were committed, but that’s a whole new level.”
Lizzie doesn’t respond to my remark. Instead, she wanders the room, sipping her champagne, running her fingers over the couch pillows. Her silence is strange. I sense I’ve said something that bothered her, but I can’t fathom what it is.
I enjoy my own glass, observing her stepping through the door that leads to the bedroom. Arching her back gracefully, she offers me her brilliant smile, motioning for me to join her.
After a second, I follow.
4
DILLAN
The large king bed is turned down for the evening. I find Lizzie by the large window, standing in an alluring position, the illuminated city behind her.
“The view is even more fascinating in here!” she beams, her eyes sparkling.
Her red dress cascades elegantly as she unconsciously extends one long leg to put down her champagne glass on the nearest surface, creating a subtle yet captivating silhouette. I can see the outline of her breasts, muscular thigh and calves. She’s effortlessly sexy.
“It is,” I say, my eyes on her and her alone. I can’t help but agree with the view—it’s definitely more inviting than the city lights. I walk toward her, removing my jacket and tossing it to the side.
“Hi,” she says when I reach her.
“Hi.” I push her hair away from her face. We look at each other in silence for a moment. She is so beautiful to me. “You’re fucking gorge?—”
Before I can finish my sentence, she launches a surprise attack, her perfect lips back on mine, her hands swiftly removing my tie and undoing the first few buttons of my shirt. She’s all set to dive into the night, fidgeting with a restlessness I’m only too familiar with. Lizzie has never been one to sit still.
“Easy there,” I rumble when she almost knocks her empty champagne glass off the table. “The city isn’t going anywhere, and neither are we. Let’s savor this, no need to be nervous. Okay?”
“Okay.” She smiles. “This is all…a little overwhelming.”
She isn’t wrong.
“I’ll set the pace—you just enjoy the view.” My eyes scan the cityscape behind her before I return my focus where I really want to be. I let my fingertips graze her chin, watching with fascination as she shudders at my touch, her breathing quickening. I take her hip and smoothly guide her around, positioning her to face the city with me standing closely behind.
“The vibrant heartbeat of the cityscape is meant to be felt, not just seen,” I murmur, breathing in the scent of her skin. I feel the tension leave her body. Lizzie smells like a subtle blend of citrus and fresh rain—vivid, mesmerizing, beautiful.
My hands run down along her long bare arm, and I bring both her hands up, intertwining our fingers, guiding them to rest against the cool glass.
“I never thought I could feel it so intensely,” she says huskily, a hint of intrigue in her voice. “…so intimately.”
“You have no idea,” I grumble, enjoying our closeness, my hands caressing hers. Her skin is soft and inviting. “Let the city be our witness.”
I release her slender hands, allowing them to linger against the glass. My hands glide down her outstretched arms to her shoulders, leaving goosebumps along the way, and my lips return to her neck. I love the way she sucks in a breath when my teeth scrape her heated skin and how her back eagerly presses against my body.
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you?” I grumble, my lips tracing the shell of her ear.
“Tell me,” she breathes softly. Her husky voice goes straight to my dick.
I slide my hands down over her hip and beneath her dress, gripping her smooth thighs.
I lower my voice. “Touch you.” I run my tongue along the length of her neck. “Taste you.” That draws another moan out of her. “Fuck you. Long. And hard.” I feel her back shudder against me. “And make you come so hard you’ll never forget this night.”
“Dear God. That’s probably…” She breaks off into a gasp when I gently bite the spot below her ear. “Heavens…lost my train of thought.”
