Try Me (One Night with Sole Regret #1)(14)

He stepped away and noted they still had five floor stops before they reached the very top, which promised him heaven. Melanie gawked at him for a moment and then struggled to cover her exquisite breasts before the elevator doors opened again. He nonchalantly pressed the button labeled "close doors" trying to hide his eagerness, trying to pretend he was in control and had maintained his cool.

Yes, he liked a woman who knew what she wanted. He also liked to leave a woman flustered and disoriented, craving his body the way an addict craves her next hit. He stole a glance at Melanie noting she was flushed, disheveled, and glowing with a delicate sheen of perspiration. Gabe ducked his head to hide a self-satisfied grin and focused his attention on his fingernails to curtail his urge to gloat. Yeah, mission accomplished.





Chapter 6


Melanie stole a glance at Gabe, who was leaning against the wall of the elevator car, inspecting his fingernails. She'd been ready to yank off her pants right there in the elevator so he could pound her with that big, hard cock he'd rubbed so vigorously against her mound. She hadn't even cared that the elevator doors kept opening. Thinking they might get caught had excited her even more. She'd known a few cock teases in her life, but she'd never met a pussy tease before. Maybe it was his way of teaching her a lesson for prying into his personal life. Why else would he suddenly start ignoring her? Had she been too needy? Too desperate? Had she done something to turn him off? Shit!

Melanie crossed her arms over her chest and turned her back to him to face the front of the elevator car. If he thought she was going to beg him to fuck her again, he would be sorely disappointed. She hoped he got a raging case of blue balls. She was going to take him up on that room service, take a look at his tattoos to prove to herself that she was brave, and then leave him with nothing but his hand for company. Maybe next time he'd think twice about getting a woman all hot and bothered and then pretending she didn't exist.

By the time the elevator doors slid open on the top floor, Melanie had almost convinced herself that she really was going leave. What was she thinking anyway? Yes, Gabe was the sexiest thing on three legs and yes, her entire body was still throbbing with lust after encountering leg number three, but dammit, she wasn't going to beg him to put her out of her misery no matter how attractive she found him. She took a step forward and then stopped, blinking repeatedly as she took in what was going on in the hallway next to one of the guest room doors. A couple was going at it right there in front of God and everyone. Well, she and Gabe were the only mortal witnesses, but really . . . And then it dawned on her that the bare ass with a pair of leather pants lowered just beneath the rhythmically clenching and relaxing flanks belonged to Shade and the shameless slut with her legs wrapped around his waist, her jeans dangling from one slender ankle and her back pressed against the wall, was none other than Nikki.



       
         
       
        

"Nikki," Melanie sputtered. "What the hell are you doing?"

Shade turned his head. He was still wearing his sunglasses, for fuck's sake. He didn't even pause his deep, rigorous thrusts as he grinned at her. "Decide to join us after all?"

"Screw you," she said. A hand settled against her lower back, and her nipples tightened as if her body couldn't help but respond to a certain drummer. Dammit, anyway. She couldn't deny that she wanted him, even though his inexplicable inattention in the elevator had pissed her off. She wasn't going to leave him alone with his hand, because she didn't want to be alone with hers.

"Don't you think you should take this elsewhere, dude?" Gabe said. "There are security cameras in the halls, you know. And those surveillance videos tend to end up on the Internet when they catch a celebrity fucking a hot, anonymous chick in public."

"I couldn't get my key to work," Shade said.

"We couldn't wait," Nikki added. "I needed his tasty cock inside me." She licked her lips and then trailed sucking kisses all along his jaw, as if it were completely natural to fuck a rock star in the hallway before a pair of witnesses. "He has the biggest, most beautiful cock I've ever sucked."

"That's not your room," Gabe said. He pointed across the hall. "That's your room."

Shade glanced from the door labeled 1012 to the one across the hall, 1021. He actually flushed. "Oh. My bad."

He grabbed Nikki's ass and held her impaled on his cock as he shuffled across the hallway. She banged against the wall but made no protest as he searched the pocket of his leather jacket and eventually produced a white plastic card. He managed to insert it into the slot upside down. When the little light on the door flashed red, he groaned in protest and, as if unable to resist, began to thrust deep and hard into Nikki's body. Gabe took pity on the pair of lust-crazed maniacs and opened the door for them.