Free A Million Guilty Pleasures: Million Dollar Duet by C.L. Parker Page B

think I purred. “Something like that.”
    Noah suddenly had me pinned against the wall, his body pressed firmly to mine, and his mouth engaging my own in a searing kiss. His hands were everywhere: fondling my breast, cupping my ass, stroking the sweet spot just under the crotch seam of my jeans. His attack was so fast and furious that I hadn’t even had a chance to take a breath. Oxygen was overrated, right? I was pretty sure I could live without it because as long as Noah continued to do things that made my pulse race, it meant my heart was still beating. Sure, I would probably be a little brain-damaged from the lack of oxygen to the old cranium when he was done, but it would be worth it.
    The bell dinged, signaling our stop at another floor. Before the doors opened, Noah pulled away and stood by my side. A nurse stepped on, carrying a food tray. Judging by the way her eyes widened when she took in my appearance, I’d say sheknew exactly what we’d been up to. My chest was heaving, I was sure my hair looked every bit as disheveled as my clothes, and I could feel the flush on my skin. When Nurse Observant finally stopped staring at me, she swept her eyes over Noah … and gasped. I turned to find the cause of her reaction, but he seemed perfectly normal to me. I was about to chalk it up to it being merely the effect his gorgeousness had on women when I suddenly noticed the enormous bulge in the front of his pants. I quickly stepped in front of him to block Nurse Observant’s view of the colossal cock. Just then another nurse stepped onto the elevator, and the two soon were engaging in conversation, which meant I wasn’t going to have to spoon the bitch’s eyes out for ogling my man.
    Noah put his arm around my waist and pulled me back against him so that my ass was firmly planted against his erection. He nuzzled my ear with his nose and grinded against me, whispering, “Jealous, Lanie?”
    I shook my head.
    He chuckled quietly and gave my exposed neck a soft kiss. “Yes, you are.” His warm breath caressed my ear. “I want to fuck you. Right now. Right here. In this elevator. With them watching.”
    My heart literally skipped a beat. I’d never thought of myself as kinky, but I wasn’t really surprised that exhibitionism turned out to be a turn-on for me. Noah had already shown me so many different sides of the person I truly was on the inside—someone that I hadn’t known existed before. Damned if I didn’t want him to do it just as badly as he wanted to. And I knew it wasn’t only so those hussies would know he belonged to me, either.
    The elevator finally stopped on the ground floor, and Noah led me out the front doors to where Samuel was waiting with the limousine. Once we were inside, Noah pulled me to him and kissed me deeply.
    “I missed you,” he said, breaking the kiss.
    Noah had been by my side throughout the entire ordeal with my mother and we hadn’t gone one day without seeing each other, but I knew what he meant. With the exception of the one time, we hadn’t been able to hide away to, um, take care of business. We were both wound up pretty tightly, and it seemed yet another separation was on the horizon, what with me going home to stay with my parents and all. I hoped we’d have a lot more alone time despite that, though, because I was not one bit averse to sneaking out into the woods with him and doing it like a couple of adolescent teens.
    “Me too,” I whispered, stroking his cheek.
    A mischievous smile crept up on his face. “And don’t think I’ve forgotten about your punishment, either.”
    I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Not with the stupid panties again.”
    “Oh, yes,” he said, grabbing my hair roughly and forcing me to look at him, which really turned me on. Holy crapola, did it ever. “It was a cheap shot, and you know it, so you must be punished.”
    “And what might my punishment be, Mr. Crawford?” I asked, eagerly playing along.
    “I might have an idea.