The steel doors of the elevator slide open, too slowly, and I reach for her hand, tugging her behind me towards my door.

I’m too close to wait for this, for her—I want her now.

She quickens her pace to keep up with me, wrapping her hand around my forearm.

Fuck, I love the way she touches me. It does something to me that I’ve never felt before. Maybe, it’s because she knows how to beat and challenge me, unlike anyone I’ve ever met. Men included. Or, maybe, it’s because she’s so damn sexy that whenever her skin touches mine my body fucking sparks, electrifying every part of me. Including parts I never even knew I had.

Who the fuck knows, baby. But I’m not going to lie, I’m enjoying the hell out of it.

I do quick work unlocking my door, swinging it open, and pushing her inside.

Before I can think about giving her a tour—though that’s the last thing I plan on doing—she pushes me up against the door and kisses me hard. She winds her hands up my chest, neck and twist her fingers in my hair, releasing a feral growl from my lips.

“Fuck, baby.” I reach behind her, finding the zipper to her delicate dress and unzip it slowly. It falls to the floor, the material pooling at her feet.

I place my hands on her waist and straighten my elbows, pushing her away from me so I can witness this woman in all of her fucking glory.

Jesus Christ.

She’s wearing a black lace corset that displays her tits like a fucking diamond in a vault.

My hands trace down the side of her waist, fingering the lace of her thong between my fingers.

She squirms, her sensitive skin feeling the heat of my touch.

“You’re fucking divine,” I groan.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” her hands slide under my suit jacket and slide it off my shoulders. She tugs my tie off and rips open my shirt, purring as she racks my chest with her nails.

I hiss, reveling in the twinge of pain and pleasure.

I’ve had my fair share of women, baby, but fuck, Tess is a dream. She’s a temple I want to go and bow down in every damn day.

And so, I do. Why not begin to worship right the fuck now?

I fall to my knees and squeeze her ass, pushing her towards me. She stumbles forward and grabs my head for balance while I nuzzle my nose and lips into her pussy, coating the lace detail with my tongue. She tastes so fucking sweet, like the sweetness nectar I’ve only dreamt of tasting—a mixture of elderflower and honey.

Damn, its enticing.

I tease her, letting my tongue travel over the hem of her panties, up and down her inner thighs. And then, I graze my teeth over her sensitive, swollen clit.

“Fuck, Austin,” she bucks her hips into me, filling my mouth with her.

My lips slide over the delicate material and I lick her nub lightly as a loud moan emerges from her.

“You taste so fucking good,” I slur, lathering in her wetness.

I knead her clit with my tongue and she continues to grind against me. I hang one of her legs over my shoulder to open her up to me, positioning her pussy at a better angle.

I lick her lips, soaking my mouth with her juices, and slip a finger into her slit.

“Yes…oh my God,” she hisses.

My finger hooks into her, doing a come-hither motion. I hit her g-spot over again, making her knees buckle.

“Stand, baby,” I instruct.

“Austin, I’m going to cum,” she pleads.

Stroking her walls with my finger, I circle her clit with my tongue and I feel her muscles tremble.

“Do it. Cum for me,” I groan, sucking her into my mouth.

“Fuck!”

Her nails dig into my scalp as her body begins to jerk against me. I taste her release on my tongue—sweeter than before—and I hold her up, letting her ride her orgasm with my face between her legs.

Her body stills, and with a loud moan they relax, her body settling into an orgasm-induced haze.

But, with her back on the ground, I stand up and cradle her jaw, kissing her eagerly.

“Let’s do that again,” I whisper into her mouth.

“Please,” she sighs.

I hoist her up over my shoulder, smacking her ass when she squeals in surprise.

“Austin, what are you doing?” she yells, laughing.

“You, soon,” I say.

“You’re crazy!” she exclaims.

“Oh, baby. You have no idea.”

We reach my bedroom and I gradually release her, letting her body slide down mine.

“Take your corset off,” I tell her, looking down at her lust filled gaze.

“Take your pants off,” she coos as her eyes roll over my body.

We strip for each other, never taking our eyes off the others. But, when I’m free, her eyes land on my dick and she sucks her bottom lip in anticipation.

“Hungry?” I tease.

“Ravenous,” she says, breathlessly.

“So am I.”

Before she can take me into her mouth, I pick her up and lay her on my comforter, hovering over her. I place kisses on her stomach, traveling up to her tits. I suck one of her nipples into my mouth while my hand teases the other, twisting it between my thumb and finger gently.

“Oh my God,” she squirms.

Her moan vibrates through me, igniting a primal instinct I know I won’t be able to control for long.

I want to devour this fucking woman.

I pinch her nipple and her body jerks, and a satisfied smile spreads my lips, knowing I have the same impact on her.

My mouth paves a path up to her neck, sucking and nipping at her soft, delicate skin.

“You make me so fucking hard, Tess,” I say, my voice husky and drenched with need.

“Fuck me now,” she commands.

“Yes, ma’am,” I smirk and capture her mouth, bending her knee up to position my dick directly in front of her.

“Fuck,” I moan when I slide into her.

“Oh my God,” she wraps her arms around my neck, digging her nails into my back.

I pull out, slowly, and slam back into her.

“Yes, yes!” she says. “Harder.”

I thrust into her, harder and deeper, pushing her knee up so I can angle my dick against her spot.

The warmth and wetness of her pussy envelops me greedily. Every time I grind into her my body shivers, a hot spike of ecstasy fraying my nerves. I feel like I’m fucking high, her underneath me is the biggest rush of adrenaline…no, it’s not just adrenaline. It’s fucking pleasure. Best I’ve ever had. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.

I kiss her passionately and she pulls me down, molding our lips together.

“Ahhh, Austin.” she takes a breath. It’s heated and full, and it moistens my lips. I bite her lip, pulling it my mouth and simultaneously plunge my dick into her.

“You’re so fucking tight.” I clench my jaw. “You feel so damn good.”

She tightens her hold on me and thrust in and out of her faster. I feel her muscles still and breathing hitch every time I hit her spot.

“Oh my God,” she yells against my mouth.

“Cum for me, cum for me hard,” I command her.

I slow down, wanting her to feel every curve of my dick against her sweet, plush walls and she lets out a slow moan.

Then, I pound back into her, fucking her harder and faster than she requested.

“Yes, yes! Austin!” she screams and her body twitches.

My balls begin to harden when her pussy squeezes me, tightening and releasing its grip in quick succession.

“Cum with me,” she moans while staring into my eyes.

My groin brushes against her clit and she explodes around me. I pump into her, igniting my orgasm. The sharp jolt of pleasure sears through me, tearing into my muscles, and I burst, releasing every ounce of cum I’ve ever fucking produced in my life.

I swear to fucking God.

Our breathing is haggard, heavy and intense. But we slowly fall together, our pants becoming one.

My vision clears, and she comes back into focus, her lips curving into a satisfied grin.

I brush the loose hair from her face.

“I like dancing with you,” I say in a hushed tone.

“It’s definitely better than dancing alone.” she winks.

“Enemies make the best dance partners, don’t they?” I ask her with a grin.

“Enemies make better lovers apparently,” she replies, breathing hard.

I’m smiling at her, but inside I’m dying.

Because tonight we’re lovers.

But tomorrow?

We’re back to being enemies again.