(Stuck inside the elevator.)

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Chapter five:

If they weren't here, I'd totally be jumping him right now. I haven't felt this reckless in... well, ever. And it feels damn good. Freeing.

Since there are other people with us, I prop my hands on the horizontal bar behind me and lean the back of my head against the wall. I run my tongue over my lips, then my teeth, trying to grab what little flavor of him lingers there.

Mmm. I close my eyes so I can savor it better . Something chocolatey and laced with liquor- the best combination. But what makes it unique is the special taste of him that's all male and confidence.

Travis slides a discreet hand between me and the wall, cups my ass and squeeze's. My eyes pop open. Oh God. It's illicit and so damn hot. My gaze moves to the people in front of us. They're checking their phones. With an uncharacteristic impulsiveness, I brush my hand against his crouch. Delicious lust shoots along my veins at the knowledge that the others have no clue I'm soaking between my legs and Travis is hard and ready.

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