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It was now late, and he hadn't seen
his wife since early morning...
Their business trip to London was
beginning to take it's toll on his
patience...
He wanted, NEEDED to see her.
The elevator doors flew open.
Asad had no idea he'd been
holding his breath until he let out
a rush of air.
zoya .
Seeing her alone, Asad rushed in,
jabbed the "close doors" button,
and then let his briefcase drop to
his side.
A thrill sped through him as the
heavy steel doors slammed shut,
leaving them all alone in the slow,
faded elevator.
As the elevator began an unhurried
ascent, zoya dropped her small
bag onto the floor and moved
toward him.
He didn't want to wait another
second to hold her in his arms.
With a predatory advance, she was
in his arms in seconds.
His hands touched her all over,
stroking, caressing, pulling and
pushing, yet he still couldn't get
enough.
She always felt so damn incredible
in his arms.
His blood pressure soared as his
heart beat frantically...
He wanted her so bad, his body
was ready to explode.
He was shocked by the intensity of
his need for her.
Her breathless voice washed across
his face as she spoke..."I missed
you...so much...I had to come and
see you..."
His heart thudded.
"I'm so glad you did..." he
whispered, brushing his thumb
over her soft cheek.
Her long lashes flickered.
Turbulent emotions brewed in the
depths of her eyes.
"How glad...?"
He groaned hearing her teasing
tone...
Drawing her tighter into the circle
of his arms, his hands splayed over
the small of her back...
Giving her a sinfully delicious
smirk, he growled..."I have
fourteen floors to show you how
glad I am to see you..."
He stole a glance at the number
pad.
Make that thirteen.
Thirteen floors.
Although it was not nearly enough
time to kiss her, touch her, and
leave her wanting more, he'd have
to make do.
His fingers tangled through her
hair as he angled his head closer.
Yanking gently, he forced her chin
up and her mouth open.
She made a sexy noise, prompting
him into action.
He cupped her face, surfed his
tongue over her full, fleshy lips,
and then drew them in for a more
thorough exploration.
"Mmm . . ." he moaned and sucked
harder, loving the way her mouth
moved under his.
Her deep purr vibrated through his
body.
The first touch of her mouth and
ravenous swipe of her tongue
triggered an onslaught of emotions.
As his chest tightened, it threw him
off balance.
He was constantly amazed at the
power of his feelings for her...
Twelve floors.
Widening his stance, he captured
her thigh between his and
squeezed.
His erection pulsed inside his
tightening trousers.
He sank deeper into her mouth and
luxuriated in the enticing
combination of flavoured coffee
and minty toothpaste.
He felt her body liquefy against
his.
"...zoya ...you taste incredible..."
"You too," she murmured between
heated kisses, her eager hands
coiling around his neck to pull him
in tighter.
She raked her fingers through his
tousled hair and tugged.
His heartbeat grew rapid.
Eleven floors.
"asad ?" she breathed into his
mouth.
Her heated breath scorched his
flesh.
"Yeah?" He inched back to look
into her dark eyes.
Lust clouded her gaze. "You don't
have to ask permission."
Her voice thinned to a whisper, her
face taking on a sexy, ruddy hue.
He tossed her a perplexed frown
and brushed his thumb over her
kiss-swollen lips. "Permission for
what?"
She lowered her head, her lashes
curtaining the emotions brewing in
the depths of her expressive eyes.
"Permission to touch me..." She
pushed her pelvis against his thigh
and gyrated.
Ten floors.
With renewed urgency, he pushed
his body roughly into hers..."Oh...
I'm well aware of that..."
His lips came down harder, taking
full possession of her mouth.
She matched the intensity of his
kisses...
His hand left her face and
journeyed lower, revelling in the
feel of her curves.
He gripped both her delicate hands
in one of his and secured them
behind her back.
Immobilizing her.
Nine floors.
zoya twisted and tensed.
"What are you doing?" She sounded
alarmed.
He knew she didn't like having her
control stripped away, or feeling
vulnerable, but he wanted her to
let go and trust him.
His voice was coaxing. "I want you
to let go,zoya ... Relax" he said,
urging her to give herself over to
him completely.
Eight floors.
She opened her mouth to speak
but no words formed as he delved
between her legs...
He grazed her creamy thighs and
was thrilled to the core to feel her
skin...
His touch climbed higher until it
connected to her heated core.
Dark lashes fluttered as she
surrendered to his touch.
Seven floors.
She arched forward, her hips
colliding with his throbbing
erection.
A gasp rolled out of her mouth
when he gyrated against her.
He groaned and clenched his jaw.
Slipping his hand inside her
panties, he used his fingers to
make a slow pass over her channel,
stoking her inner fire.
He was damn pleased at how wet
she was.
Her throaty moan vibrated through
his body.
"You are so wet..."
Her head lolled to the side, and she
rasped her next breath.
"I know. You make me this way."
"Have you been as desperate for
me as I have been for you all day?"
"God, yes," she cried out.
Six floors.
She spread her legs wider for him,
inviting his touch.
He dipped his finger deep inside
her and growled as her tight sheath
closed around him.
Light ripples from the depths of
her core began kneading his finger.
He couldn't believe how close she
was to coming.
He put his mouth close to her
ear..."Me too. All I could think
about was touching you, tasting
you, and watching you come for
me..."
As she moaned in response, he felt
her grow wetter.
Five floors.
A second finger joined the first.
asad shut his eyes as he took a
moment to bask in her decadent
texture and luxuriously snug fit.
"You are so beautiful...and so
responsive."
He swirled his finger through her
slick heat until his thumb found
her c***oris.
She worked her hands free and
circled them around his back.
Her nails clawed at his shirt as her
body shuddered and jerked
forward.
"asad . . . we need more time,"
she cried out.
Four floors.
He stroked her and teased her
c***oris out from its fleshy hood.
"We have all the time we need, for
now," he whispered into her mouth
before burying his lips against her
throat.
"Are you ready to come for me?"
She whimpered her response and
pressed her hand over the bulge in
his jeans and squeezed.
His body reacted instinctively.
He pushed against her and nearly
came on the spot.
He stroked her harder.
Three floors.
Gripping his shoulders, she ran her
tongue across her lips and tipped
her head until their gazes locked.
She was panting.
Her eyes were on fire.
"Please . . . It's too much. It's too
intense."
He could feel her orgasm pulling at
her and knew it was time to take
her over the edge.
Using small, circular motions that
drove her into a mad frenzy, he
increased the pressure on her
c***oris.
He felt her skin grow tight with the
first sweet clench of pleasure.
Two floors.
Her breath came in a ragged burst.
A flood of moisture erupted inside
her.
As her heat gushed into his hand,
he felt her arms fall limply at her
sides...
Her body trembled from head to
toe.
He held her tightly as she rode out
the last waves of her orgasm.
Watching her come made him wild
with the need to make love to her.
But that would have to wait till
later...
He wanted to lay her gorgeous
body across their bed sheets and
feast on her until they were both
sated and exhausted.
"That's how glad I am to see
you..." He carefully pulled his hand
out from her panties and adjusted
her skirt.
Her eyes were wide, glassy,
unfocused... "asad ...I..."
One floor.
"We're at our floor now...time to
take you home..." he grinned
The elevator light clicked off.
Thankfully there was no one waiting
outside the doors as they opened...
She stumbled slightly as they
walked out, and asad gathered her
close...
Warmth encompassed him as his
heart turned over in his chest.
She was so damn adorable.
He ran the tips of his fingers over
her moist forehead and rained
kisses over her cheek, her nose,
and her jaw.
Her soft skin felt like satin beneath
his hungry mouth.
But almost instantly, a bright light
covered her vision...
Stirring in bed,zoya opened her
eyes and saw asad opening the
curtains letting the sun shine in...
"Goodmorning...you're quite a
sleepyhead this morning aren't
you..."
He walked up to her and smiled as
she began to sit up...
"We're...we're at home?"
asad looked around..."Uh...yeah...
but we'll be in London at this time
tomorrow..."
Lifting his hand to her head, he
felt how warm she was..."Are you
okay? You're flushed..."
zoya cheeks darkened as her
dream was thick in her
memory..."I'm ok...just...I'm fine..."
Kissing her softly, he
smiled..."You'll love the new office
in London...It's one of the tallest
building you'll ever see..."
Instantly looking up, she asked..."Is
there an elevator?!"
NOTE :asad =ksg
his wife since early morning...
Their business trip to London was
beginning to take it's toll on his
patience...
He wanted, NEEDED to see her.
The elevator doors flew open.
Asad had no idea he'd been
holding his breath until he let out
a rush of air.
zoya .
Seeing her alone, Asad rushed in,
jabbed the "close doors" button,
and then let his briefcase drop to
his side.
A thrill sped through him as the
heavy steel doors slammed shut,
leaving them all alone in the slow,
faded elevator.
As the elevator began an unhurried
ascent, zoya dropped her small
bag onto the floor and moved
toward him.
He didn't want to wait another
second to hold her in his arms.
With a predatory advance, she was
in his arms in seconds.
His hands touched her all over,
stroking, caressing, pulling and
pushing, yet he still couldn't get
enough.
She always felt so damn incredible
in his arms.
His blood pressure soared as his
heart beat frantically...
He wanted her so bad, his body
was ready to explode.
He was shocked by the intensity of
his need for her.
Her breathless voice washed across
his face as she spoke..."I missed
you...so much...I had to come and
see you..."
His heart thudded.
"I'm so glad you did..." he
whispered, brushing his thumb
over her soft cheek.
Her long lashes flickered.
Turbulent emotions brewed in the
depths of her eyes.
"How glad...?"
He groaned hearing her teasing
tone...
Drawing her tighter into the circle
of his arms, his hands splayed over
the small of her back...
Giving her a sinfully delicious
smirk, he growled..."I have
fourteen floors to show you how
glad I am to see you..."
He stole a glance at the number
pad.
Make that thirteen.
Thirteen floors.
Although it was not nearly enough
time to kiss her, touch her, and
leave her wanting more, he'd have
to make do.
His fingers tangled through her
hair as he angled his head closer.
Yanking gently, he forced her chin
up and her mouth open.
She made a sexy noise, prompting
him into action.
He cupped her face, surfed his
tongue over her full, fleshy lips,
and then drew them in for a more
thorough exploration.
"Mmm . . ." he moaned and sucked
harder, loving the way her mouth
moved under his.
Her deep purr vibrated through his
body.
The first touch of her mouth and
ravenous swipe of her tongue
triggered an onslaught of emotions.
As his chest tightened, it threw him
off balance.
He was constantly amazed at the
power of his feelings for her...
Twelve floors.
Widening his stance, he captured
her thigh between his and
squeezed.
His erection pulsed inside his
tightening trousers.
He sank deeper into her mouth and
luxuriated in the enticing
combination of flavoured coffee
and minty toothpaste.
He felt her body liquefy against
his.
"...zoya ...you taste incredible..."
"You too," she murmured between
heated kisses, her eager hands
coiling around his neck to pull him
in tighter.
She raked her fingers through his
tousled hair and tugged.
His heartbeat grew rapid.
Eleven floors.
"asad ?" she breathed into his
mouth.
Her heated breath scorched his
flesh.
"Yeah?" He inched back to look
into her dark eyes.
Lust clouded her gaze. "You don't
have to ask permission."
Her voice thinned to a whisper, her
face taking on a sexy, ruddy hue.
He tossed her a perplexed frown
and brushed his thumb over her
kiss-swollen lips. "Permission for
what?"
She lowered her head, her lashes
curtaining the emotions brewing in
the depths of her expressive eyes.
"Permission to touch me..." She
pushed her pelvis against his thigh
and gyrated.
Ten floors.
With renewed urgency, he pushed
his body roughly into hers..."Oh...
I'm well aware of that..."
His lips came down harder, taking
full possession of her mouth.
She matched the intensity of his
kisses...
His hand left her face and
journeyed lower, revelling in the
feel of her curves.
He gripped both her delicate hands
in one of his and secured them
behind her back.
Immobilizing her.
Nine floors.
zoya twisted and tensed.
"What are you doing?" She sounded
alarmed.
He knew she didn't like having her
control stripped away, or feeling
vulnerable, but he wanted her to
let go and trust him.
His voice was coaxing. "I want you
to let go,zoya ... Relax" he said,
urging her to give herself over to
him completely.
Eight floors.
She opened her mouth to speak
but no words formed as he delved
between her legs...
He grazed her creamy thighs and
was thrilled to the core to feel her
skin...
His touch climbed higher until it
connected to her heated core.
Dark lashes fluttered as she
surrendered to his touch.
Seven floors.
She arched forward, her hips
colliding with his throbbing
erection.
A gasp rolled out of her mouth
when he gyrated against her.
He groaned and clenched his jaw.
Slipping his hand inside her
panties, he used his fingers to
make a slow pass over her channel,
stoking her inner fire.
He was damn pleased at how wet
she was.
Her throaty moan vibrated through
his body.
"You are so wet..."
Her head lolled to the side, and she
rasped her next breath.
"I know. You make me this way."
"Have you been as desperate for
me as I have been for you all day?"
"God, yes," she cried out.
Six floors.
She spread her legs wider for him,
inviting his touch.
He dipped his finger deep inside
her and growled as her tight sheath
closed around him.
Light ripples from the depths of
her core began kneading his finger.
He couldn't believe how close she
was to coming.
He put his mouth close to her
ear..."Me too. All I could think
about was touching you, tasting
you, and watching you come for
me..."
As she moaned in response, he felt
her grow wetter.
Five floors.
A second finger joined the first.
asad shut his eyes as he took a
moment to bask in her decadent
texture and luxuriously snug fit.
"You are so beautiful...and so
responsive."
He swirled his finger through her
slick heat until his thumb found
her c***oris.
She worked her hands free and
circled them around his back.
Her nails clawed at his shirt as her
body shuddered and jerked
forward.
"asad . . . we need more time,"
she cried out.
Four floors.
He stroked her and teased her
c***oris out from its fleshy hood.
"We have all the time we need, for
now," he whispered into her mouth
before burying his lips against her
throat.
"Are you ready to come for me?"
She whimpered her response and
pressed her hand over the bulge in
his jeans and squeezed.
His body reacted instinctively.
He pushed against her and nearly
came on the spot.
He stroked her harder.
Three floors.
Gripping his shoulders, she ran her
tongue across her lips and tipped
her head until their gazes locked.
She was panting.
Her eyes were on fire.
"Please . . . It's too much. It's too
intense."
He could feel her orgasm pulling at
her and knew it was time to take
her over the edge.
Using small, circular motions that
drove her into a mad frenzy, he
increased the pressure on her
c***oris.
He felt her skin grow tight with the
first sweet clench of pleasure.
Two floors.
Her breath came in a ragged burst.
A flood of moisture erupted inside
her.
As her heat gushed into his hand,
he felt her arms fall limply at her
sides...
Her body trembled from head to
toe.
He held her tightly as she rode out
the last waves of her orgasm.
Watching her come made him wild
with the need to make love to her.
But that would have to wait till
later...
He wanted to lay her gorgeous
body across their bed sheets and
feast on her until they were both
sated and exhausted.
"That's how glad I am to see
you..." He carefully pulled his hand
out from her panties and adjusted
her skirt.
Her eyes were wide, glassy,
unfocused... "asad ...I..."
One floor.
"We're at our floor now...time to
take you home..." he grinned
The elevator light clicked off.
Thankfully there was no one waiting
outside the doors as they opened...
She stumbled slightly as they
walked out, and asad gathered her
close...
Warmth encompassed him as his
heart turned over in his chest.
She was so damn adorable.
He ran the tips of his fingers over
her moist forehead and rained
kisses over her cheek, her nose,
and her jaw.
Her soft skin felt like satin beneath
his hungry mouth.
But almost instantly, a bright light
covered her vision...
Stirring in bed,zoya opened her
eyes and saw asad opening the
curtains letting the sun shine in...
"Goodmorning...you're quite a
sleepyhead this morning aren't
you..."
He walked up to her and smiled as
she began to sit up...
"We're...we're at home?"
asad looked around..."Uh...yeah...
but we'll be in London at this time
tomorrow..."
Lifting his hand to her head, he
felt how warm she was..."Are you
okay? You're flushed..."
zoya cheeks darkened as her
dream was thick in her
memory..."I'm ok...just...I'm fine..."
Kissing her softly, he
smiled..."You'll love the new office
in London...It's one of the tallest
building you'll ever see..."
Instantly looking up, she asked..."Is
there an elevator?!"
NOTE :asad =ksg
